Make Rachael jump

"What was that you said?" says Banti. "Bouncing and blushing for the boys?"

"Listen, Banti, I was just having a joke..."

"So am I," said Banti. "I think it would be a great joke if you had to do some bouncing and blushing for the boys. Don't you agree, boys?"

All the boys in the bar start cheering as Rachael protests in vain. "Do what you like," she says, "but I'll never bounce for... eek!" You've whipped her bra off, and it's floating high above her head. She looks up at it regretfully, big full breasts now hidden only by her hands. "Um... can I have that back, please?"

"If you can catch it."

The whole bar has the pleasure of watching Rachael jump for the bra, which stubbornly remains just out of reach. She needs one hand to grab for it, and her breasts are too big for the other arm to contain, which causes her no end of discomfort as she realises she can't hope to prevent her nipples slipping free of her efforts to contain them. Banti takes pictures, grinning.

"Okay," she says. "If you can't get the bra in five minutes, you lose the panties."

"What?"

"Picture it, Rachael. This is your bar. The place where you work. These are your regulars. You'll be seeing them again and again, every day for years to come. And if you can't catch that bra, they'll all be seeing you... naked. Totally nude. Bouncing and blushing for the boys. I bet they'll never forget it."

"No!"

"Yes. You. In the bar. Naked. In front of all the boys."

Rachael redoubles her efforts, but somehow she can't quite seem to get the bra. No matter how hard she tries, it just slips through her fingers. Soon enough, to her utmost chagrin, the five minutes have passed. Daisy pulls her panties down around her ankles, and with a flick of the wrist you send them to join the bra. Banti, watches, smirking and taking more pictures as Rachael continues to jump for her lost underwear, face now blazing red. She's choosing to use her one hand to hide her pussy, letting her huge breasts bounce free, their green nipples going stiff in the cool air. Everyone in the bar is watching her undignified cavorting, and they all seem to be having enormous fun.