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Chapter 5 by brawlers brawlers

What's Roxy’s Second command?

take off your dress

"Second command," Roxy purred, her LED-lit horns flickering crimson as she leaned in, breath warm against Alexia's ear, "take off your dress."

Alexia’s breath caught—the crowd’s gasps and laughter swelling like a wave around them. Her fingers twitched against the lace of her bodice, the satin suddenly too tight under Roxy’s smoldering gaze. A bead of sweat traced her spine as she arched one perfectly plucked brow, her voice a breathy challenge: “Here? In front of all these people?”

Roxy’s grin widened, her confidence unwavering. She traced a clawed finger down Alexia’s neck, letting it rest at the hollow of her collarbone. “Where else would be a better place for a show?” She winked at the crowd, her voice carrying over their murmurs. “Don’t you want to see what’s underneath this royal rags?”

Alexia swallowed hard, the crowd’s excited chatter dying down to a hushed, expectant silence. Her gloved fingers trembled slightly as they found the zipper at the back of her dress. She pulled it down, the sound like a slow, deliberate countdown in the quiet hall.

With a deep breath, Alexia pushed the layers of pink satin and tulle off her shoulders. They slithered down her curves in a cascade of ruffles, pooling at her feet in a sea of frosting-frosting. Alexia stood before the crowd in her lacy pink lingerie and stockings, the delicate fabric a stark contrast to the bold of Roxy’s cosplay.

The crowd whooped and cheered, their excitement palpable.

Roxy’s eyes flashed with triumph as Alexia revealed her lacy undergarments. The crowd roared its approval, flashing photos with their phone cameras. Roxy smirked, savoring the taste of victory. She took a step closer, her spiked heel sinking into the plush carpet.

“Not bad,” Roxy purred, her voice a low, seductive rumble that sent shivers down Alexia’s spine. “But I think it’s time for something more...interesting.” She traced a clawed finger down Alexia’s cheek, her touch feather-light. “Don’t you agree, everyone?” Roxy addressed the crowd, her voice carrying easily over the chatter.

What does Roxy do to Alexia?

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