The two blondes are confronted, but...

Isabel and Alexandra was about to get back up again to figure out what to do, when the attention was deflected away from them and back to the CC who were on their way somewhere else.

"Hey!"

The CCs turned towards the sound, as well as the rest of the gym. A woman had yelled at them, in fact the same woman who had been slapped on the butt while running previously. A beautiful blonde woman in her late 30's, obviously not unknown to training well according to her toned body.

"I bet none of you two would stand a chance if you weren't blindsiding people!" she said.

The CCs started to walk towards the woman.

"I didn't know that the middle aged women were the most feisty ones, Carrie?" Claire said, grinning sarcastically. "Monica, isn't it?" The woman looked surprised that she actually knew her name.

"Well, obviously. Let's give her a chance though. I'll take her on!" Carrie said, as Claire took a step back and let Carrie stand toe to toe with the pretty but slightly older woman.

"Age doesn't matter, I bet I'm in better shape than your white ass!"

And with that, Monica attacked Carrie. For a few seconds, the woman was dominating Carrie, and suddenly, Carrie had her pants around her knees and her blue panties on display. Carrie was furious, and the gym cheered Monica after what she had done. However, in doing this, she turned her back to Claire. And that was the last of her offensive.

Under three minutes later, a pile of clothes, shoes and socks was on the ground. Monica had been double teamed, teased, tickled, and she'd also been stripped to her black bra and panties, just like Isabel and Alexandra, who were in the crowd as well. In the back, of course, trying to stay out of sight in their own undies.

The gym crowd didn't cheer anymore, but had a mixture of silence and giggling among them while Monica stood beet red between the two blondes, hunched over in her underwear trying to cover up.

"I guess you were wrong. You got the first move, and you lost. You done?"

"You cheated! You doubled teamed me!"

Claire and Carrie looked at each other and back at Monica, grinning. "I said... You done?"

Monica sighed angrily, but understood she had nothing to do there anymore. Not wanting to make it worse, she decided to run back to the locker room in her underwear. She didn't get far.

Carrie had reacted quickly and caught Monica in a dropped toe hold, and tripped her up so she fell right on her stomach.

"We didn't say that WE'RE done..." Claire said, and the whole gym anticipated their next move, as the trend was that the next victim always got it worse than the previous one.

Monica tried to get right back up, but Carrie sat down on her upper back immediately, keeping her on the ground on her stomach.

"Please, please, I'll just go away, I'm done, I promise, I won't do anything more!" Monica begged, but Carrie just grinned and stayed on her.

"Look, you depantsed me. And you called my ass white. That's uncalled for."

"I'm sorry, I got caught in the moment, I.."

"Quiet, woman!" Carrie said, still grinning. Claire had positioned herself over Monica, and reached down to lift and bend Monica's legs at the knees so that her calves went up, exposing her bare foot soles to the rest of the gym.

"We're curious though... We want to find out if you got a white ass."

The gym gasped as Claire reached down to grab the waistband of Monica's panties.

"What are you doing? NO! NO NO NO! NOO! NO PLEASE STOP!" Monica begged, but Claire lifted her panties up as far as she could, and then she hooked the waistband on Monica's bare and upturned feet.

She had been locked in a jock lock wedgie, and her entire naked ass was exposed to the gym, accompanied by some giggles and Monica's continued begging.

"You DO!" Carrie said. "You DO have a very white ass, look at those tanlines!"

Isabel and Alexandra were shocked. Isabel had been lucky to not show any nudity to the rest of the gym, but right now, a woman named Monica was trapped with her bare ass on display in front of the entire gym.