Butt!

The ribbon glinted in the distance, teasing Lena with a shimmer of salvation. Mia’s heartbeat surged, every nerve on fire. She had almost caught her prey — her hand grazing the hoodie sent a thrill coursing through her.

Then Lena twisted, wrenched free with reckless desperation, fingers slapping the ribbon at the last moment.

The wolf hissed under her breath, cheeks burning with the sting of defeat. The model’s voice wrapped around her, a spell of command and tease. “Strip, my wolf. One piece for failing your hunt.”

Mia’s jaw tightened, lips twitching with irritation and a thrill of submission. Slowly, deliberately, she peeled her hoodie over her head. Night air kissed her skin, leaving t-shirt, leggings, sports bra, and thong as her armor.

The model plucked the hoodie from her hands, dropping it into the basket beside Lena’s shorts. Mia’s pulse raced — the scent of night, sweat, and competition curling through her senses.

“Two breadcrumbs,” the model murmured, voice curling around them like silk. “And yet… so many pieces remain to claim.”

Mia’s gaze flicked to Lena, feeling the blush beneath the sheer leggings, the heat radiating from her rival. The tension twisted tight in her chest. Next round, she promised herself, she would taste her victory fully.

The model nudged her toward the shadows. “Go on, wolf. Hunt. The next ribbon waits… and so does your prize.”

Mia melted into the woods, silent and calculated, already planning her strike. The chase, the tease, the dance of hunter and hunted — it pulsed in her veins, delicious and unavoidable.

Clothes status

• Lena: red hoodie (Red hood bikini-print on the back), tank top, sheer leggings, sneakers, bra, panties.

• Mia: wolf-ear headband, t-shirt, yoga leggings, sneakers, sports bra, thong.

• Basket: Lena's: Gym shorts. Mia's: hoodie.

• Exposure: Lena partially revealed sheer leggings outline, purple lingerie visible. Mia partially revealed