take off your underwear and give it to me

Her heart is pounding in her chest, and she feels like she might throw up. She can't let Roxy get away with this.

Roxy stops and turns around, smirking. "What's the matter, Alexia? Losing your nerve?" she taunts.

Alexia catches up to her, gasping for air. "Give me back my costume!" she demands, reaching out for the bag.

Roxy shakes her head, still smirking. "Not until you do something for me," she says, her voice low and sultry. "But you can get it back if you take off your underwear and give it to me."

Alexia's cheeks flush with embarrassment and anger. "You can't be serious!" she says, trying to keep her voice steady. "I'm not doing that!"

Roxy shrugs. "Suit yourself," she says, turning to walk away. "I guess I'll just have to enjoy the convention without you then."

Alexia's heart sinks as she watches Roxy saunter off, the stolen costume bag swinging in her hand. She feels a wave of humiliation wash over her, but she knows she has ****. With a deep breath, she reaches behind her back and unclasps her bra, letting it fall to the ground. Her cheeks flush with embarrassment as she reaches down to her panties and slowly slides them off, trying to keep her modesty as much as possible.

She holds her underwear out to Roxy, who steps forward to take it from her.

Roxy smirks as she reaches out and takes the lacy fabric, her fingers brushing against Alexia's skin. "Well, well, well," she purrs, holding up the tiny scrap of cotton. "Look what we have here."

Alexia's cheeks burn with embarrassment as she watches Roxy's eyes roam over the delicate fabric. "Give it back," she says, trying to keep her voice steady. "I need it."

Roxy laughs, tucking the underwear into her pocket. "Oh, I don't think so," she says, smirking. "You'll have to do better than that if you want your costume back."

Alexia stands there, her heart pounding in her chest. She can't believe she just gave up her underwear to a girl she hated since school. But she needs her costume back. "Why don't you just give it back?" she asks, her voice trembling with anger and embarrassment.

Roxy smirks, taking a step closer to Alexia. "Because I want to see how far you're willing to go," she says, her voice low and sultry. "You really think I'm just going to give it back after all this?"

Alexia's heart races as Roxy approaches. She can feel the heat radiating off the other girl's body, smell the faint scent of her perfume. Her skin prickles with goosebumps.

"What more could you possibly want?" Alexia asks, trying to keep her voice steady.