..The Maze

The hall stretched on in endless glitter, mirrors bending their reflections until even Mia and Lena couldn’t tell where the path truly led. Both girls crept forward, careful steps echoing softly against the glass floor. Every flicker of movement threatened to betray them.

Trailing just behind, the Model swayed her basket slowly side to side, her smile sharp as ever.

“So timid now, kittens. But I do wonder…” she purred. “Will it be Lena’s shorts next? Or perhaps Mia’s prim little blouse, undone and surrendered to my basket? Mmm, I almost taste it already.”

Lena stiffened, hugging her arms close, while Mia instinctively tugged at her blouse as though the Model’s words could undo the buttons themselves.

The Model chuckled at their mirrored reactions, circling them like a shadow just out of reach.

“What do you think, hm? Which of you will feed me next? The maze is greedy, and I… well, I adore watching it strip away your pride.”

With that, she leaned close enough for her voice to brush against their ears:

“Shall we test the mirrors’ hunger?”

The Model’s hand brushed across a tall mirror at the corner of the path, and the reflection shimmered unnaturally. Lena froze. The girl in the glass was her—same stance, same flushed face—but her shorts were gone, leaving only the sheer suggestion of her blue panties.

The Model smirked knowingly, her voice velvet and sharp.

“Oh, darling… look how much better you are like this. That silly little pair of shorts does nothing but hide what I want Mia to see. Be good, Lena. Look properly.”

Lena bit her lip, shaking her head, but the pull of the rules was too strong. She **** herself to glance into the glass fully, her body trembling as the truth sank in.

The Model purred with delight, reaching out her hand.

“That’s it. Such a good girl. Shorts, please.”

With a burning blush, Lena unfastened them, sliding the fabric down her legs and into the Model’s waiting palm. The Model held them high before dropping them into her basket with Lena’s skirt.

“Ahhh, much prettier. You’re feeding me so well tonight, little one. Shall we see how long those panties last under all this glass?”

Mia’s eyes darted nervously between Lena and her own reflection, her hands tugging at her blouse as if she might be next. The Model’s smirk deepened.

Clothes status

• Basket Status: Lena's Mini Wrap Skirt, Shorts.

• Lena: high-knee boots, Cute T-shirt, Blue Bra, Blue Panties

• Mia: Silk Blouse, Midi Skirt, Shorts, Ankle Boots, Red Bra, Red Thong