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Chapter 14 by Cormac29ru Cormac29ru

Do you comply with her demand, or, try to weasel your way out of this?

Compliance

With Rebecca's threat still ringing in ears red from embarrassment and nervousness, you shakily lift your hands away from your crotch.

You see her eyebrow raise as she lifts her phone and snaps away at your stiffening member. "Well nerd, at least that qualifies as a long sword," she cackles as she leans in for a better angle. Slowly your eyes lower in embarrassment, unable to look at her mocking smirk. "This is fantastic. God, what I'm going to do with these! You dorks are in for pure...GAH"

Rebecca's sentence cuts off as her head snaps back suddenly. You look up to see Abigail pulling hard on Rebecca's hair from behind. "Schneak atttackk, Bish! Soooo, nerd game huh? Photoshs of my friend and her boyfriend? Don't think so. Gimme!"

With that, she rips the phone out of Rebecca's hand and passes it over to Scout. "Password?" Scout asks with a business-like tone.

"Fuck off, nerd."

Abigail yanked again. "Looking for a drop in Charisma? Cuz you bald ishhh not gonna help."

Rebecca whimpered slightly. "7698"

Scout quickly typed away. "They were good shots. Were."

Abigail nodded. "Shhhooo, what to do with you?"

Quick as a Tabaxi, Yolanda was next to Abigail, whispering in her ear. Abigail emitted a giggle and nodded. The deft hands of Yolanda that had previously been at your underwear's waistband went directly to Rebecca's yoga pants and quickly pulled them down, exposing her bright pink thong.

"You...Ahhhh!" Rebecca's complaint about her pants predicament and attempt to bend down to pick them up was stopped dead by another hair pull. Yolanda's hands went next to the neck of Rebecca's t-shirt, which she expertly ripped wide open.

Your heart was in your throat at the sight of Rebecca's breasts heaving in her bra. Her matching bra could barely contain them. In shock, both you and Tammy hadn't even thought to cover up yet.

Yolanda's skilled hands had Rebecca naked within moments, her artfully manicured pussy on display, small dark nipples hardening in the open air. At this point, she realized that Scout still had her phone, and had it pointed straight at her. "Oh my God! Are you..."

"Yep. I hope the irony ishn't wasted on you. So, here's the isshhuee: you've rolled a 1, adventurer. What will happen next?"

What tragic fate will befall our interloper?

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