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Chapter 13 by grandeweasel grandeweasel

What's next?

Strip Jennifer and her WAR girls

It's been theorized that Raider's stamp only fades from a girl's ass shortly before he's about to strip her again. Now that Jennifer has been made into a professor, and has become off-limits to Raider's harvests, she has been frustrated to lend a bit more credibility to this theory as the most recent stamp on her ass remains as clear as the day it was inked. She has therefore been laboring to finally discover the solution that will remove Raider's mysterious magical ink, with the help of the WAR girls she now serves as a faculty advisor for.

Jenny is an eastern woman with a pretty round face, glasses, hair down to her shoulder blades, and a cute little body that you and Raider loved exposing over and over again, especially whenever she came up with another invention that she hoped would foil your panty-raids. She stands now in the science lab, with a row of WAR volunteers bent over in front of her, their pants lowered, so that she can test her series of ink removers on them.

She applies a solution to the stamp on a delightfully chubby black girl and tries rubbing it with a sponge.

"This one burns a bit," says the girl.

"It would," says Jenny.

"Professor Jenny, I'm beginning to think that you're just not smart enough to outwit Raider," says the girl. "I mean, everything you've tried seems to blow up in your face. Remember when you tried making booby-trapped panties, and you ended up butt-naked, frozen in time in the great hall for a week?"

"We don't talk about that around here!" says Jenny.

"When he stripped me yesterday, he had me around the waist, and for a minute it just felt nice to be in the arms of such a strong, take-charge kind of--"

Jenny slaps the girl on the ass.

"I don't want to hear any of my WAR girls talking like that!" she says. "Raider is a menace, and we are going to find a way to thwart him!"

Meanwhile, you, the guys, and a naked Lolly are peering in through the lab door.

"There she is!" you say. "And she's got a bunch of WAR girls for a side-dish! Who's ready to make 'em blush and jiggle?"

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