The "Gamer" Girl Strips

The first race goes pretty much as you would expect, with your Wario finishing well ahead of her Daisy, though perhaps not by quite as much of a distance as you would like. There is a risk she starts getting better at this the more she plays to the point where she can actually challenge you. But the fact she has barely held a controller in her hands before today means she is starting from way behind.

"Okay, I'm still warming up here" she warns you as she slips off one of her trainers.

The second one comes off after the next race.

"Holy shit, calm down, horndog! All I've done is take off my shoes" Maisie taunts you as she notices how excited you are already getting at what you know will be coming later "If you didn't live like such a slob you would have asked me to do that the moment I arrived"

Daisy gets the blame for that loss. Maisie had only chosen her because their names rhyme and she thought she looked a bit like her. Bowser is instead selected.

Another race is soon over and Maisie pulls off one of her cute, white cotton socks. Her feet are lovely, you remember. You don't even have a kink for feet but you'd still like to see Maisie's way more often than you do. To be fair, every part of Maisie you have seen is perfectly formed. You are very confident the parts you haven't will be even nicer. You should finally find out soon.

Another race, another sock gone. That one was vaguely competitive though. It is actually slightly exciting that the races are becoming a little less of a cakewalk now the footwear is gone and the stakes are raised.

"This one's for your shorts" you can't help yourself from telling her.

"Yeah, let's see you win it first" Maisie challenges you.

You do, and the shorts are soon coming off. Now you are fully hard. It's strange, because with her oversized hoodie already covering most of what they did it doesn't make that much difference. It's something about the fact you know you were never supposed to see Maisie remove her shorts. It just wouldn't have happened before. Plus, you got a couple of glimpses of her lovely white panties, first during the shorts removal, and then as she arranged herself back into a comfy position on your couch. You also delight in the fact that either those or her bra are coming off next.

Except she actually wins one. It had been coming, in all honesty. As well as being beautiful, Maisie tends to be pretty good at most things she turns her hand to once she has had a bit of practice. And your performances have become increasingly distracted with every item of clothing Maisie has lost. You don't mind too much. You can afford to lose a sneaker. Also, she does a little impromptu victory jig, which is not only adorably cute, but inadvertently exposes her panties once more.

You recover from that setback and are in top form the next race, playing like your life depends on it. A comfortable win, and you are wondering happily to yourself whether she will go for the panties or the bra next. It's the bra. She reaches up under her hoodie and unhooks it, her panties on full display while she does so, before pulling a plain white bra from her sleeve and throwing it down on your couch next to her. It's hard for you to deal with the fact that Maisie's very recently worn bra is just lying there on your couch like it's the most natural thing in the world. And that unless she wants to race with her tits on display, the panties are next.

Again there is no chance of complacency from you when the stakes are this high. You win. The panties are going.

"Fuck, what is wrong with me today!" Maisie chides herself.

She turns her back to you, not wanting to take any unnecessary risks. As she wriggles out of her underwear you get about half a second of Maisie's bare buttocks, almost in their entirety. And they are even more exquisite than when you imagine them in your many fantasies of her. It was like a beautiful sneak preview of what will be out in the open later. You can't wait to see them properly. You will definitely have to find a forfeit that causes Maisie to bend over.

And then, a moment of pure magic. It is probably even briefer that your glimpse of her ass. But, as she is adjusting herself back into her seat she misjudges her movement slightly, and for the shortest of moments you get a clear view of her freshly shaved pussy. It is a thing of pure beauty. You know you have to see it again, and soon. So it is just as well the only item of clothing she still has on is that pesky hoodie. And that she is one short race away from losing it.