Tyra runs through first

Tyra turns to face Diana, clad only in her undies, clutching her breasts with one hand each, "You're really enjoying yerself with this aren't ya"

-"Well, on every prior adventure these kinds of things have usually only happened to me and... I'm sorry to make fun of you darling but you look kind of hilarious right now. Nice panties by the way, I love the frills."

Tyra snorts, annoyed. "Fine, have at it, keep making fun of me. But I'm claiming first pick from the loot."

-"If I find a diamond encrusted bra I'll let you know first."

With some mild irritation Tyra nudges Diana back a little with her shoulder to make some space, leans back on one heel, and then just takes off like a speeding bullet, bounding breasts barely contained within her grasp. Whereever she steps the floor gives way an inch or so, and in response dozens of darts are fired from various holes. Strangely enough none of their trajectories seem to direct them towards piercing her bared skin, but instead they all fire with a slight arc, almost as if by their own intelligence they intend to fall narrowly short of grazing her body. Instead a great number of them from the lowest holes throughout the tunnel zip right past her thighs and upper buttocks, slicing cleanly in various places through the fabric of Tyra's unfortunate final garment. By the time Tyra reaches the end of the hallway, the utterly wrecked panties fall to pieces, shreds of it littering her path behind her, and the leftover snippets slide down her legs, baring her reddish bush.

At the very end of the hallway Tyra reaches a section of solid floor without pressure plates, and as she comes to a halt she looks down and is mortified to discover she just lost the last remnant protection her modesty and she slumps to the floor, hands flailing across her body as she lets out an undignified, embarrassed squeel.

Diana quickly follows, but none of the pressure plates trigger again, and she makes her way across without incident to the now naked Tyra.

-"Wow, that's ... humiliating. Those darts were uncanny."

"Fuck this place, Dee! Fuck it!" Tyra yells up from the floor, as she curls her knees up to her chest.