Yes

Skyler’s feet hit the bottom and she was in the garage.

“Hey, business bitch,” said Roxanne.

Skyler turned her head to Roxanne standing in the darkness of an open door.

“Catch.”

Roxanne hurled the paint can she was holding at the end of its rope. The weight came in so quickly that Skyler caught it directly with her forehead.

The paint can hit her skull with a comical clunk. Once again, Skyler felt her legs turn to nothing as they slipped out from under her. She hit the ground back-first, as the world wobbled.

“Hi,” said Roxanne.

Skyler couldn’t resist as Roxanne bent down and used her cutter again. This time it was on her other arm. Her head told her to fight, but her body had gone into total shutdown mode.

It was like she was a bystander as Roxanne took her arm and casually cut her other sleeve. A quick pull and the next sleeve left her body.

She was now in what looked like a waistcoat, if you were viewing her from a distance and you were drunk.

“Don’t let trying to be friends get to your head.” Roxanne chuckled at her own poor attempt at a joke.

Skyler turned onto her belly as the other sleeve from her poor blazer landed next to her. She shook the cobwebs away and held her poor aching head.

“Aaaah!” Skyler managed to get out as she felt her rounded ass being groped from behind.

Skyler span over and fired a slap behind her. She hit only hair as the demon child fled into through the door into the darkened room.

She rubbed her ass, feeling violated at Roxanne touching her like that. It almost made her as mad as her beautiful blazer getting shredded… almost.

Getting to her feet again, she advanced on the next room. It was against her better judgement, but she was going to get her if it was the last thing she did.