The contest comes to a close

For the umpteenth time that day, Abbi has a naked Ashe over her knee, and is paddling her skinny ass while her order prepares another dress for the tomboy.

"Why do you insist on defying me?" Abbi says. "I am going to keep you in modest and feminine attire if I have to spank you all day! And why are you covered in oil?"

"I have no -- OW! -- control over it!" insists Ashe. "Every time you -- OW! -- dress me, I go back to the top of the queue on Raider's -- OW! -- stripping machine!"

"Raider's what now?"

"Just let me go hide in the dorms until he's done stripping all the girls! I'll wear whatever you want after that!"

No sooner has she spoken than somebody, somewhere, drops a sick beat. Into the auditorium pour two lines of butt-naked girls with a closely coordinated prance that maximizes the bounce of their fun areas. Forming up around Abbi, they launch into a red-faced, pom-pom-shaking, butt-wiggling, breast-jiggling routine to rival even the most celebrated pep squads.

Our modesty and dignity he thoroughly destroys!
He strips us to our birthday suits in front of all the boys!
Our pussies have been seen by all the guys in all our classes
And all of this is true because the Raider owns our asses!

As one they turn to present their butts to Abbi, letting her see that every one is stamped with "THIS PIECE OF ASS BELONGS TO RAIDER." They bob and sway their hips to the beat for a few measures before slapping their neighbors in the buttock and returning to their pom-pom shaking.

We're bashful and embarrassed since he stripped us of his prize!
We all sincerely beg of you to please avert your eyes!
You prolly won't, of course, because we're dancing naked lasses
Deployed for your enjoyment, since the Raider owns our asses!

The girls slip their arms around each other and form a kick line, hopping, bouncing, and showing off a lot of killer bare leg before disconnecting, pairing off, and kissing their partners full on the mouth.

Abbi can't avoid him! Abbi best beware!
Abbi's going to lose this bet and live forever bare!
Your order will be made to wrestle naked in molasses
Cuz in a couple minutes now the Raider owns your asses!

Their next move is splits. Half splits, full splits, flying splits, upside-down splits, every girl is showcasing just how bendy she can get, and it's proving to be a better photo-op than the rest of the routine put together for the assembled male students.

P-A-N-T-Y!
He's a super awesome guy!
R-A-I-D-E-R!
Girl-stripping super-star!

P-A-N-T-Y!
Abbi, girl, the time is nigh!
R-A-I-D-E-R!
Come on now! De-panty her!

The girls finish their routine with four magnificent pyramids, with every girl bent over, ass pointed at Abbi. Right at the end of their song, the timer stops, the overhead image of Jenny's backside gives one last gasp, and the words "PROPERTY OF RAIDER" appear in large letters on her ass.