Astrid wants

Astrid seethes with fury as Isabella rolls on the ground laughing. The flat girl turns red from embarrassment and rage. She slowly stands up, her fists clenched and her teeth gritted.

Before Isabella can react, Astrid races towards her and tackles her to the ground. She starts pulling on the helpless girl's shirt, trying to tear it off. "You think it's funny being stripped naked?! Let's see your body, Ms. Flirt!"

Astrid's usually better at insults than that, but she seems too angry to think straight. She yanks off Isabella's shirt and throws it away into the darkness. In a flash, she pulls down Isabella's jeans, taking her shoes and socks with them, and throws them away. The whole time, Isabella makes no attempt to fight back.

To your surprise, Isabella smiles evilly at Astrid. "You think this kind of thing embarrasses me? I know I've got a sexy body!"

She turns towards you as she rubs her hands over her body, focusing a hand on her bra-covered breasts. "Don't you think so, Sammy? Don't I look sexy?"

Your mouth goes dry at the sight of this half-naked beauty. You can feel your dick press against your hands, struggling to reveal itself. Jeanette makes a small "eep" either out of jealousy or a shared erotic feeling.

Astrid gets even angrier as she grabs the back of Isabella's bra. She struggles with the strap in the back, trying to take it off.

"It unclasps it the front, dumbass," Isabella chuckles.

Astrid reaches around and practically tears off the bra before hoisting Isabella's legs up and pulling off her panties. Again, she gives no resistance and doesn't even turn red.

"Bitch, we're in a house where someone got stripped naked in front of the whole town. You really think I'd be in here if I was worried about that?"

Isabella stands straight up and turns to you, once again showing off her body. She grins down at your hardening dick. "OOH! Does Sam’s toy want to come out and play?"

Jeanette meekly sticks her head out from behind you. "Um...c-can I have your clothes? If you don't want them, I mean?"

"Hmm, I don't know," Isabella teases. "Astrid, did you even think about using my clothes for yourself?"

Astrid sobers up and looks around the room for Isabella's discarded clothing. Unfortunately, like her own, they had vanished into thin air.

"FUCK!"