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Chapter 16 by legion1986 legion1986

The Slim Choice

Your Next Breadcrumb

The turn in the path came sharp, the trees closing in overhead, their branches black against the moonlight. A single low branch jutted out, waiting. The model stopped, one hand resting at Lena’s hip, the other sliding down to press over her slit through the leggings. The wet cling of the fabric told no lies.

“Here,” the model said simply, pointing at the branch. “Your next breadcrumb.”

Lena’s chest heaved. Her eyes darted between her chest and her hips, as if weighing what to sacrifice. The bra—her last fragile shield above. The leggings—already sheer, but still a whisper of modesty between her pussy and the night.

The model’s lips curled into a slow, hungry smile as they watched her squirm. “It’s getting very slim for you, little one. Your choice is simple: expose your breasts… or expose your cunt. Either way, you’ll glow in the dark for me.”

The models hand slid lower, two fingers pressing hard against her clit through the fabric, making her buck against them. “The branch won’t wait. Decide. Bra… or leggings.”

The night air pressed close, the forest silent but for Lena’s quick, shallow breaths. Every breadcrumb she’d left behind had led her to this moment.


Clothing Status

Lena: has surrendered her skirt, jacket, tank top, and lace panties. She now stands in boots, sheer leggings clinging to her bare pussy, and a lace bra that barely holds her breasts. The model has been teasing her relentlessly as they walk deeper into the park.

Bra… or leggings?

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