on Rebecca, plus clothes at last? Isabel accepts.

(Originally written by Bluefish at writing.com)

"Deal!" exclaimed Isabel.

"Hey, don't say no just yet, there's-" Kathy blinked. "Wait, what?"

"It's a deal," said Isabel, nodding furiously. "You give me clothes, and then we all go after Rebecca and make her pay."

"Oh. Huh. Nice. I was expecting this to be a way harder sell." Looking at her friend, Kathy said, "Hey Julia, can you go get Isabel some clothes while I fill her in on the plan? I'll pay you back."

"Oh, for...fine," grumbled Julia. She flashed one last glower over her shoulder at Isabel as she left the bathroom.

Kathy rolled her eyes. "Sorry about that, she really holds a grudge. Though I can't say I quite blame her. You did kinda pull her top off."

"She tackled me while I was naked and running away!" said Isabel defensively. "I was a little on edge, sue me."

"Well, hopefully she'll get over it. Though I will warn you, one time I tripped and accidentally pulled her skirt down as I fell, and she got **** by - well, let's just say that my days of using gym showers are over." She waved a hand, her cheeks reddening once more. "But that doesn't matter right now. I need to fill you in on the details real quick."

Isabel shuffled in place, still acutely aware of the fact that she was stark naked and having a conversation with a fully clothed woman in a public place. "Yeah, not that I'm complaining about getting clothes and-or ****, but what do you even need my help for?"

"Basically? Because Rebecca's a tough target. You think we're the first ones to try to take her down a peg?" Kathy shook her head. "We're not. And you've experienced firsthand what she does to anyone who embarrasses her, or even tries."

Isabel's bare bottom stung. "Sure have," she muttered.

"See, Rebecca's able to do this because she's got three big things going for her." Kathy held up a finger. "One, she's, like, a total badass. She's got martial arts training, wrestling training, works out all the time - that kind of thing. In other words, she's real good at fighting. Which is why when she feels like it, she can literally just strip the clothes from your body, no matter how hard you struggle." Kathy held up another finger. "Two, she's intimidating. That whole ice cold mean girl persona she's got going on. I don't know about you, but when she told me to do topless jumping jacks, I just did them, because I was afraid of what would happen if I refused."

Isabel keenly remembered stripping out of her underwear at Rebecca's command. "Yeah, sounds about right." I can't believe I did that. "What's the third thing?"

Kathy ran her hands over her own body in an hourglass motion. "The third thing's kinda obvious. She's, like, frickin' gorgeous? That face and that body? Ugh! And that makes it even easier for her to get what she wants."

Isabel opened her mouth to protest, but realized that Kathy was right. Rebecca was absolutely stunning. Which only made the humiliation feel even worse somehow.

"She's not always just the kick-in-the-door and rip-your-clothes-off type, sometimes she likes to trick people," Kathy said. "I know of at least one time that she used her pretty face to sucker a girl in, then left her naked and handcuffed to a fire escape. There's videos of that on those ENF sites as well. Or, uh," she coughed awkwardly, "or so I hear."

"So we're up against a smoking hot, super-charismatic martial arts master with a humiliation fetish. Great." Isabel threw her hands up, then remembered her lack of clothing and covered herself again, suppressing a squeak.

Kathy watched her closely. "I hope you're not backing out. I know she's scary as hell, but we can do this. We just need to get the advantage on her. And think about it." She smiled. "We've all got her number, so she won't be able to use her looks on us - we're not suckers. We're all strongly motivated, so she won't be able to scare us into submission. And as for her fighting skills," she spread her hands, "there's three of us and one of her. And in case you've forgotten - you are the one and only person to ever successfully strip her."

"I am?" Isabel felt pleased with herself, despite how badly she had been punished.

"Yup. You actually managed to get both her top and her bottoms - you know, briefly. I saw the whole thing. It, uh, may not have worked out so well for you in the end, but it's as close as anyone's ever gotten to an even fight. And now you've got backup."

Excitement was beginning to coil itself in Isabel's stomach, almost drowning out the humiliation. "And when we get her, what do we do to her?"

Kathy's smile widened. "I think it would be more fun to play that part by ear."

Suddenly, the door to the bathroom banged open. Isabel shrieked and jumped behind Kathy, but it was just Julia, returning with a shopping bag. "Hey, you," she said to Isabel, a smirk on her purple-tinted lips. "Got you some clothes. You didn't specify what kind, so I just grabbed...