Uncomfortable underwear is the worst

Losing against her like that really took a toll on your pride, if there ever was such a thing. You feel the bandaid abrade your netherregions and cause a lot of discomfort. You can hardly stand it as you make your way up the stairs and toward the others.

"Make way, come on now!" A pair of girls carrying a mostly nude and colorful girl with cat ears go past and you can't help but ask: "What happened? Is she ok?"

The one who spoke to you earlier, Kruya answers: "If you didn't notice, we had a competitive event called a glow show just now, this is the loser, but something went wrong, help us, will you?" You decide to help them and carry Talia's limp body downstairs in the bathroom.

Kruya starts to scrub the cat's lithe body and only now you realize that her perfect round breasts are showing. The cat has only a pair of stringy black thongs and nothing else on - the paints made you think otherwise and her boobs are truly so firm that they hardly jiggle.

"Aah!" You whimper and feel a painful erection raising. "What is it? Did the paint get on you, do you feel... aroused?" Kruya asks curiously. You are standing a bit on the side, so there's no paint anywhere on you, you shake your head blushing.

The pressure down there is bad and you start to pant, it's hell. The other girl who helped you, Iris, looks at you with folded arms. "What is it, March? Is there, like, really something wrong?" She has that tone you have when you suspect somebody of lying.

You squat down to try and ease the ****, and suddenly there's a big *RrrrrrrRRRRrrRiiiIIIpppPpp* -sound. You feel some hair get pulled off and even tear up. Your hard cock wobbles with your makeshift underwear still attached to it under your skirt.

"What the hell, March? What was that?!" Iris is very curious and even puts her bony hand on your shoulder. You freeze and try to think of your next move. "That sounded like a bad muscle rupture, where was it March, talk to me!" Kruya insists and takes your chin and looks at you with her serious, but worried expression.

"I-I-it's n-nothing..." You try but the pressure takes you over and you start to cry. "For the love of..., Iris. Take care of her, see what's wrong, I'll try to wake Talia up." Iris pushes you on a sitting position and kneels in front of you. "Now, you better fucking tell me what's wrong. I'm... worried." She looks mean but sweet somehow, you feel like running out of the house.

"I-it's nothing, I swear!" You never said you were a good liar and she sees that. "Ok, was it your leg, back, neck? Do I really have to see for myself?" She seems annoyed and for a good reason too. You see no other way out of this and just lean in and whisper: "M-my underwear ripped..."

She looks away almost like she didn't hear that and gets up. She mutters something to herself which you can't hear. She has her fist clenched and she doesn't say a word to you, you sigh and quickly run out. Outside there are multiple girls waiting and looking worried, one of the once waiting, but not looking worried is Ulla.

"Oh, hello there. Would you fancy a rematch?" She smiles sweetly and you blush again. You'd kill to get your panties back as your erection might actually show through your skirt at a right angle. "Y-yeah... Wh-what are the stakes?" You feel honestly terrified and her smirk doesn't make it any better.

"Well, I'm willing to play, with raised stakes. Top and panties, how does that sound?" You knew this was coming and felt nervous and uneasy. Losing your top would mean showing your boobs to everyone, if you don't find a substitute that is. Crap, there's no way you could enjoy this party without your panties and getting that sweet **** on Ulla would really make your day.