Joyce continues using the 'tactic'

"Go"

You two once again start circling each other and once again start sparring. However, there is one major thing different now; you're now shortless. You're currently sparring with your panties exposed. It's embarrassing and awkward. You don't care if it's just Joyce here; you rather not be seen in your panties by anyone.

You keep pulling your shirt down to cover your panties and try to keep them less visible, but unfortunately, your fighting is suffering. You aren't really lifting your legs much or moving around as swiftly as before. Because of this, you aren't able to perform more complex moves and are mainly on the defense as opposed to the even fight as before. You're still able to block and parry Joyce's moves, but you aren't really able to offer much offense to turn the table in your favor.

After a bit, you go for a punch which Joyce dodges and counters with a knee to your stomach. This causes you to bend over and allows her to put you in a front headlock. You fully expect her to perform a guillotine submission hold, but instead, she moves her hands and grabs the helm of your shirt. Before you can do anything, Joyce pulls away from you while swiftly and smoothly pulling your shirt off your body, exposing your matching purple bra.

"EEKK!!" You squeal, moving your hands to cover your bra.

Joyce takes the opportunity to swift your legs again, causing you to land on your panty-clad butt.

"Fascinating," Joyce mutters.

"Joyce! What the hell?" You yell indignantly.

"Defeat by modesty. Remembers?" Joyce explains with her hands raised. " You fighting well, so I found an opening and removed your shorts. That distracts you and impairs your fighting prowess. Now I want to see what happens if I remove your shirt as well."

"Wait, you want me to continue? I'm supposed to continue sparring with you in my underwear," You say in disbelief.

"Yup. We need to see how this new situation affects your fighting," Joyce replies casually, tossing your shirt next to your shorts. " This is a really fascinating tactic. I wonder why N never taught me this?"

You groan and quietly mutter curses at N for even mentioning this tactic to Joyce. You awkwardly and embarrassingly get into a fighting stance, while praying that things calm down and that no one comes in and sees you.