Poorly

I rushed straight for Chrissie, but stopped in the middle of the ring. I was the only one who had moved. Too late I realized that, rather than forming two separate matches, Chrissie, Laura and Tonya were all focused on me.

Oh-oh.

Moments later I was slammed breathlessly to the mat as all three of my former gang mates converged on me in a screaming, screeching, squealing cacophony. I grabbed the sides of my bikini bottom and held on for dear life, realizing there was no way I was going to strip all three of them at the same time. My top was untied and pulled off almost instantly, and just like that I was topless on national television. My cheeks burned at my topless state, but I was *not* going to give up my bikini bottom, no matter what they did.

"Hold her!" said Chrissie, struggling to roll me onto my back. I could feel hands all over me, grabbing, pulling, pushing. I was eventually rolled onto my back, with Laura holding me in a headlock from behind while Tonya was sprawled across my legs. I was still holding the sides of my bikini bottom in tightly balled fists, however, and their efforts to uncurl my fingers had failed. Unfortunately, the ringside camera had swung around and was focusing directly on my bare boobs. There wasn't any way for me to cover up, so all I could do was clench my teeth and hold on for dear life.

With Laura holding me from behind and Tonya lying across my legs, Chrissie was free to do whatever she wanted. Chrissie leaned forward, making sure not to block the camera's view of my bare boobs, and whispered in my ear, "Let go, sweetie. You'll just make it harder if you fight."

I wriggled defiantly. "Bite me, bitch," I said.

Chrissie smirked. "Oh, you'd like that, wouldn't you? I know you want me. Your nipples are hard," she said. Then she reached out and pinched my nipples into full hardness, making a show of it for the camera. "See?"

Omigod. She was humiliating me on national television. I was so going to kill the bitch the first chance I had.

I still hadn't released the sides of my bikini bottom, however, so Chrissie finally said, "Alright, fuck this," and she held up all ten fingers. "This will be fun," she said. She then slid her fingers over my bare ribs and belly as she began to tickle me without mercy.

My eyes widened as I realized too late what she was doing. I wriggled and squealed helplessly but her fingers and nails found every sensitive spot without fail. I screeched so loud that Laura clapped a hand over my mouth and whispered, "Shhhh...just take it." I wiggled and writhed and tried desperately to buck Tonya off my legs, but I couldn't budge either of them. Finally, in helpless desperation, I let go of my bikini bottom and used my hands to slap Chrissie's hands away. It was technically illegal, but it didn't matter, because Tonya grabbed my bottom, sat up and slid my bikini bottom off my legs in a single movement, leaving me naked. I had officially lost the first event.