Daisy's last stripping

"The last time Raider stripped me, we had pretty much reduced it to an act," you say.

It was a lazy day in the boys' common room when you leaped out at Raider, your daggers drawn dramatically. "Raider!" you shout. "I have come to **** you, because I am a <i>dark elf female</i>, and we dark elf females are <i>far superior</i> to males! Especially <i>human</i> males!"

All of the students start to boo and hiss at you. You turn about, holding out your arms and drinking in their disapproval.

Once your back is fully to Raider, he yanks down your pants.

You pause, your face twisted up in shock, just long enough to achieve the maximum comedic effect. Your audience laughs as you scream and make a show of trying to cover yourself, spinning around to make sure that everyone sees that you're wearing a pink pair of panties with "I (Heart) You" printed on the butt.

"Stop looking!" you shout. "I command it! You're not allowed to see me like this!"

"Aren't those underpants a bit girly for a dark elf assassin?" says Raider. "Well, I guess they do in a _pinch_."

He pinches your butt, causing you to shriek and grab your cheeks with both hands. You then growl and make to take a swing at him, only to trip on your own pants as he dodges out of the way. You land perfectly with your butt in the air, eliciting uproarious applause from your fans. Raider yanks your pants off of your ankles and tosses them into the crowd.

You get up, pick up one of your blades, and charge at him while his back is turned. He sidesteps you like it's nothing and swats you on the ass.

"I'll teach you some respect!" you declare.

When you turn around, you see that he's got your bra dangling from one finger. You look down at yourself, feeling your breasts jiggling free under your tunic, and cross your arms furiously.

"How... How did you do that?" To this day, you don't actually know how he did it.

You take a few more swings at him until he slips up behind you and grabs you by the breasts.

"No!" you say. "Don't tear my shirt off! They'll all see my _nipples!_"

"What do you say, folks?" says Raider. "Shall we stop embarrassing this poor dark elf girl and let her leave with her dignity?"

The audience opines that no, we shan't, so he proceeds to rip your top off. You do a hammed-up performance of stumbling under the weight of your own boobs, then hug them tight and make a run for the exit. Raider grabs you by the back of the panties.

"Listen up, dark elf," says Raider, hoisting you up into a wedgie that shows off both of your buttocks. "I don't want to see you coming around here trying to **** anyone ever again! Got it?"

"(Could you ease up a bit on the wedgie?)" you whisper.

"(Sorry. You've got a great wedgie-butt.)"

"I won't! I swear!"

"Because otherwise, I'll tear off your undies and show everyone your girlhood!"

"No, don't do that! I couldn't _bear_ the humiliation!"

"Good. Now get your ass out of my sight before I change my mind."

The audience rumbles with disapproval as Raider releases you and lets you start gathering your things. He waits until you've bent over to pick up your dagger, giving a maximum of the audience a great view of your ass.

"Oh, sweet-cheeks?" he says.

"Yes?" you say.

"You're too late. I changed my mind." In one motion he yanks down your panties and slaps his stamp on your ass. You turn about, splay your fingers over your most delightful areas, and scream. Then you and Raider take a bow as the room cheers.

"You were great," says Raider.

"You were great," you say, clutching his arm. "C'mon, I think this audience wants to see me get spanked!"