Lauren struggles

"Uh... can I try to escape?" Lauren asked.

"Yup, just roll your d20..." Dennis instructed. "Okay, 17. Maeve manages to wrest herself free by wriggling out of her panties, leaving her in nothing but her meager chest wrap.

The players all snickered as once again Lauren blushed at imagining her character's embarrassment, and how well it mirrored her own. While she squirmed in her seat, the other players went around the table. Kyle's wizard roasted an orc with a fireball. Mark's fighter exchanged blows with the Orc warrior. Evan's cleric used holy light to fend off his orc attacker. Then, it came back to the orcs.

"He swings at your rogue Lauren and... that's a hit! He does 12 damage. Since you're already wounded that renders Maeve ****!"

"You know what that means..." Evan grinned at Lauren.

Lauren looked down in growing horror. She had just a halter top and a thong on... and since she'd been defeated again, she had to give one of them up!