Yep

You giggle at Milly's naughty suggestion and agree, the fox's special wine helping you to discard your inhibitions.

Why not? It's been far too long since you saw a woman naked. Besides, you've been on a hot streak all night. There's no chance you'd lose to her.

You pick up the dice and roll... all ones. Crap! Milly smirks at your misfortune and then makes her own roll, soundly defeating you.

You sigh and stand up on wobbly legs, and shimmy out of your pants. "Oh well, at least now they can dry," you think as you sit back down, showing off your very tight (but super comfy) pair of spidersilk underpants. They were given to you by the last Dark Elf ambassador to visit the kingdom (she was into some weird stuff, I tell you what). They were also meant for a much smaller eleven man, and as result leave very little to the imagination.

You pick up the dice and roll... all ones again. Milly laughs at your bad luck and rolls, beating you once again.

You bite your lip as you realize what's just happened. You quickly stand up, yank your shorts down your legs and sit back down completely naked, trying to cover your body, especially your erection. Your face is red and both of you are laughing at your streak of bad luck.

Milly stands up and starts walking towards you. You reach out to pick up your underwear and get dressed when she puts her foot down on them.

"Just what do you think your doing?" Milly says, her tone becoming much more serious.

You give her a confused look and tell her you were going to get dressed, now that the game was over.

"Oh no you aren't," says Milly, starring right back at you. "The rules were 'the loser gives up a piece of clothing,' we never said anything about getting them back."

You try to protest, but you're still quite drunk and having trouble expressing your thoughts. You sputter and slur as Milly methodically gathers up your clothes and dumps them in her oversized backpack.

"Well, how am I supposed to get them baaaaaack?!" you finally manage to say in a voice that sounds much more pathetic and whinier than intended.

Milly gives you a downright predatory smile. "What else could you bet?"