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Chapter 18 by CaptainPulse CaptainPulse

What's next?

Emma grabs Claire's shirt

(Originally by Stretchweasel)

Emma got a couple of handfuls of the back of Claire's shirt and started to pull. With the momentum she had from running, the blonde wasn't able to stop before both of her grapefruits were jiggling free of the garment. She gave a yelp and grabbed for her breasts, trying to reassert her hold on the shirt. Alex had to stop and enjoy a good laugh at her friend's predicament.

"Wingardium levio-SAH!" Alex laughed, wagging an imaginary wand at Claire's boobs.

"Alex, do something!" said Claire.

"I can see your quaffles!" said Alex.

"Do something helpful!"

"Hold on. I think I can come up with a few more Harry Potter references..."

"Give 'em back, you bloody wankers!" said Emma.

"She said 'bloody wankers' again, Claire," said Alex.

"I know, Alex," said Claire.

"I think she keeps saying that because she's from England," said Alex.

"I know, Alex!"

"And English people totally go around saying 'bloody wankers' all the time. It's, like, their thing."

"My top is ripping, Alex!"

"If we wait long enough, she'll probably talk about scones, ironmongers, and 'flats', too."

"Maybe you want to use this opportunity to grab her shirt?" Claire suggested.

"Huh?" said Alex. "Oh, of course. Just let me get a photo of you getting stripped by a children's book character first, and I'll be totally all over that."

"Damn it, Alex!"

"Oh, never mind. I'll just ask Max if she can take some video for me."

Claire gave another yelp and looked around frantically. "Max" was the woman behind Max Exposure Palace Dot Com, a high-end site of strip games, bets, dares, and miscellaneous embarrassment. She was also a woman whom Claire had quite a substantial crush on.

"Is she here?" said Claire, close to panic. "Where is she? Oh, not here! Not now!"

Is Max there?

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