Chapter 29: Undressed all the Rest.
"Alright, now let's strip." Ivor immediately states to Lizzie.
"...huh?" Lizzie doesn't even know what the fuck.
"Take it off!" Petra cheers.
"What are you...!?" Lizzie gapes as she looks around to find everybody but her and Ivor are naked, with Jesse gleefully stripping Stampy's hoodie back off.
"R-ru-ruuun...!" Dan warns her, shuddering.
Lizzie's face slowly stretches with horror as she looks down at poor little Dan, he tried to hide his messy ass from her, but it was no use.
"Wh-what did they do to you!?" Lizzie demands.
"Th-the-ey, f-f-fu-ucked, m-m-m-eee...!" Dan cries, pulling it together for the next sentence "and they'll fuck you next if you don't get out, run, Lizzie, RUN FOR YOUR LIFE."
"It's not so bad." Stacy shrugs, from behind Lizzie.
"EEP!" Lizzie's startled by this, turning to look at Stacy "St-Stacy...!?"
"Don't listen to Dan, Lizzie, it's in your best interest to just do what Jesse and the others ask." Stacy advises "they're going to see us out of here safely if we comply."
"You'll be okay, as long as you don't cause trouble." Stampy promises, he and Jesse walking over "Dan... he caused trouble."
"We really don't need much from you, Lizzie." Jesse promises with a grin "we're going to recreate my greatest invention ever: the fuckpuzzle! we just need you to partake in it, just that one thing, and then you're good to go, we'll pin the 'killer' title on Cassie, she'll die, and all the rest of us get away to live on into the future."
"Oh, and if you refuse the offer, you die instead." Stacy adds "it's a pretty easy choice."
Lizzie just stares at one of them in shock and horror after the other, progressing over the entire group.
"You will be in the fuckpuzzle with me." Ivor explains "but first, we need to strip each other, as is... customary."
"Please tell them that you accept." Stampy pleads "I really like you, Lizzie, I'd hate for anything to have to... happen to you."
Lizzie's face flushes and falls into that of even deeper shock and dismay.
"...do they usually do this?" Ivor questions.
"Yeah, but then we just fuck 'em." Petra shrugs "not this time though."
"Mm-hm, Dan was just about ready to fight us when we let him in, but he came around eventually." Jesse puts in her own answer.
"You don't want to wind up like Dan, do you!?" Stampy pushes Lizzie.
"Don't listen to them...!" Dan gasps "run, fight, resist! they're going to RAPE YOU, Lizzie!"
"Uh, no, no, no!" Jesse hushes, "we'll be nice, Lizzie, Ivor won't hurt or disrespect you as long as you cooperate, Dan didn't, that's the only reason why he's in the condition he is now, see? this is how it is, if you just work with us without fuss then there won't be any problem, just like with Stampy and Stacy, if you agree to our terms but give us trouble anyway, you'll wind up like Dan, and if you flat out refuse, we'll rape you silly and kill you afterwards, never to be seen again, make your choice, Lizzie."
Lizzie continues to stare, first at the psychotic woman threatening her, and then at the man she'd be giving herself to, the thug backing the former pair up, the last, mysterious man of their group, the two kind, happy people she had considered friends, yet now stand, smiling, before her, telling her to do as the monsters command, and finally, she looks once more at the sad, miserable, broken remains of the greatest man she had ever known, who she had just earlier been on a rollercoaster ride with, friends, enemies, friends, enemies... how petty that all seemed now.
Faced with all this information, Lizzie knew two things, first, that she should have never given up her hostage situation, and second... that there really was no real choice to this.
"I...!" as Lizzie speaks the first word, tears stream down her face and she bows her head "I... agree... to your terms..."
"Noooooo...!" Dan laments.
"Yessssss...!" Jesse grins widely.
"Good choice, Lizzie." Stacy encourages.
"Yeah! you're gonna live!" Stampy cheers, "yay, Lizzie!" he applauds "I'd miss you so much otherwise!"
"Now make her prove her commitment." Petra demands "have her undress Ivor."
"Do it, Lizzie." Jesse instructs, "do it, slowly and seductively, it should be easy, and then we can get on with... other things, and it'll all be over, and you can go."
"My robes are very simple." Ivor encourages "it shouldn't take you long."
Nervous and reluctant as all hell, Lizzie obeys, slowly undoing every buckle along his robe, and then his belt, allowing his robe to unfold and open, revealing his boxers and striped undershirt, she tries to stifle her whimpering as she slides his robes off...
"This is taking too long!" Ivor snaps, impatient, he turns to Jesse "can I just undress myself? I'm really not into this anyway, I've only come this far out of respect for your tradition."
"No! just try a little more!" Jesse pleads, not wanting to give up on it yet, "Lizzie, make it sexier!"
"Grind his groin with your hips!" Petra suggests "tell him how handsome and sexy he is!"
It takes all of Lizzie's self control to not show her repulsion at this, swallowing her pride as she degrades herself to a level far below what she had ever reached before, she starts to do as Petra suggested, gently rubbing herself against Ivor and whispering to him, "I've wanted this since I first layed eyes on you..."
"Urgh, please...!" Ivor rolls his eyes "it doesn't do it for me if I know you're lying."
"Maybe she isn't, you never know...!" Jesse teases.
"I'm not stupid, and I don't like to play fantasy." Ivor asserts "I can see the repulsion in her eyes, the hesitance in her movements, none of it is convincing."
"Oh, fine..." Jesse gives it up, "just tear it off, Lizzie..."
Lizzie gets it all off as quickly as possible.
"Hmmm, my oh my...!" Ivor's surprised "this is way sexier! she's tearing off my clothes with legitimate... desperation!"
Ivor's long, thin, ghostly pale, slimy dick springs up right in front of Lizzie's face as she pulls his boxers down, immediately her eyes go wide, and the rest of her face red.
"You've gotten a lot of men to do that today!" Jesse points out "you must feel like the shit right now, huh, Lizzie!?"
I certainly feel SHITTY, that's for sure! Lizzie thinks irritably in response.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOO...!" this just gets worse and worse for Dan, but he can't stop watching.
"Can we shut him up?" Stampy asks, annoyed.
"No!" Ivor commands "...I'm starting to enjoy hearing his anguish."
"Fucking, yes." Petra nods "Ivor knows what's up!"
"Jesse...?" Ivor hisses, curious.
"Yessss?" Jesse acknowledges.
"Before I even undress her the slightest bit..." Ivor starts, looking down at Lizzie, on her knees below him "can I slip it down her throat?"
At this, Lizzie can't hide her feelings, she pulls back away from him, fearful and disturbed.
"Well, we do tend to try to keep a move on and save most of that for afterwards, but, I mean, you've already had to wait outside for so long, so, it only really seems fair to grant you this one, small request..." Jesse totally nods.
"NOOOOOOOOO!"-bang-bang-bang-bang! Dan punches the floor, throwing a fit.
"Wait!" Petra barely stops it in time "but, Jesse, what about the puzzle!? I mean, if Ivor plans to ONLY have her suck him off, it's fine, but we need to find some way to connect the two of them to the rest of us, and I don't think Ivor wants to directly connect to anyone else, so we need as many options on Lizzie as possible, right!?"
"Oh..." Jesse realizes that that's totally true, "uh, yeah, right... sorry, Ivor, did you wanna hold off? at least until we know what we're doing?"
Ivor frowns, he had finally started to be excited about being a part of this, and now they cut him off, "...very well, if that's what's best." he lets it go.
"You ready to move on to taking off her super cute model outfit?" Jesse asks.
"Indeed." Ivor confirms "I will enjoy this part...!"
Lizzie cringes as Ivor's cold, clammy hands shift along her shoulders, touching her neck as they grip under her vest, he slides it off one arm and then the next, gently laying it aside before moving onto her striped blouse, which he pulls up, over her head, sweeping along her soft, pink hair, and free from her completely, leaving Lizzie in her skirt, socks, shoes, and bra.
Sproing! everybody hears Dan's dick spring up, most of them immediately glance over to see Mr. Dickens standing tall and hard, Dan was silent, staring intently at Lizzie's still-covered boobs.
"Hey, Ivor!" Lukas grins "it looks like my fucktoy still has the hots for your fucktoy!"
"Gross!" Lizzie gasps "how could you be attracted to me when I'm like this, Dan!?"
"Because he secretly loves all this horrible shit, that's why!" Jesse giggles.
"NO!" Dan claims "I...! I'm sorry! I can't control it, my body doesn't care about the situation, your... you are just too hot, all on your own!"
Maybe he's 'imagining' things again. Stampy scoffs in his head, Stupid fucking Dan, hate that bitch.
"Well, let's see just how hot she is under the rest of this, shall we!?" Ivor suggests, eagerly undoing Lizzie's bra and whipping it off to reveal dem titties.
They're some pretty seriously hot titties, smaller than Stacy's and Jesse's, but very round, very soft, and very pale, with bright pink nipples that complimented her hair.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Dan starts freaking out again "SHE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE FOR MY EYES ONLY! JESSE PROMISED!"
"Oh dammmn, Stacy!" Jesse grins to the other woman, strutting forward and puffing out her chest, "we've both got bigger racks than the hot girl!" she completely ignores Dan "you and me? we must be smokin' bitches!"
"Uh, yeah, of course..." Stacy nods, awkwardly.
"Aren't you the world's luckiest man, Stampy?" Jesse flirts her eyebrows again.
"Uh, 'cause I get Stacy, 'cause I get you, or 'cause I get you both?" Stampy doesn't even know exactly what Jesse's going for.
"Because you get us both, silly!" Jesse giggles "stupid, unlucky Dan doesn't even get Lizzie, and EVEN IF he did, her boobs are smaller than both Stacy's and my own, so, you just, own Dan in every way!"
Jesse knows how to please Stampy Cat.
"Mmmrrrph...!" Petra groans, frowning, her boobs were the smallest of all four girls.
"Oh! Petra, no! I didn't mean it like that!" Jesse immediately resorts to damage control, "you don't need big boobs! you have a more masculine fucking style to begin with, they would only really get in the way! they're the perfect size for you! and they're so adorable! and see? if it makes you feel any better, Stacy has mine beat!"
"OH-HO-HO!" Stampy can't help but laugh at this realization "meee-ow! good for Stampy Cat!"
"No...!" Dan cries "no, no, no, no, nooo...!"
"It's okay." Petra shrugs her negative feelings off "I'm good with it... Stacy only slightly has you beat though."
"I know, right!?" Jesse's right back to being excited, swinging her arm around Stacy and lining their boobs up "we go so well together!"
Stacy's a little frazzled by this, "Um, thanks, Jesse." she tries and fails to get free.
"Anytime!" Jesse's havin' fun, "see? they're like, the same size, but different colors, like easter eggs or some shit."
Sproing! Stampy's dick gets hard for the first fucking time tonight as he stares at the boob line, Stacy notices, Jesse, thankfully, does not.
"Stampy sure seems to like them." Lukas ruins it.
BOOM! Jesse looks downstairs.
"EEP!" Stampy tries to hide his Mr. Dickens, but it was too late.
This, was not a good thing.
Poll Results!
"Will Jesse be able to convince Lizzie to go for it?"
1. Are you fucking kidding? Really, is this a serious question? She's already gotten Stacy AND Dan on board. Jesse's shown herself to be a master of persuasion, and has the pink-haired girl hopelessly outnumbered. Lizzie will accept it 100%. 0 Vote(s). (0%)
2. Actually, no. Stacy was offered health and safety conditions, and Dan is just pathetic. Lizzie has so far not taken any shit from anybody. Her passion for the revolution will be reignited upon discovering the true darkness of Jesse's gang, and that she was right to resist them all along. (Besides, it's about time SOMEBODY told Jesse 'No!') 2 Vote(s). (100%)
3. Something totally unexpected. 0 Vote(s). (0%)
Total Votes: 2.
Total Voters: 2.
Whoa, everybody was hardcore on the 'no' train, huh? Sorry, you guys, but nobody wins this week. The answer was 'yes', Jesse did convince Lizzie to agree. Though, as you can see, she did have a lot of help. Not only from her gang members, but Stampy and Stacy also seemed far too creepily up for it, leaving only ruined Dan for support against the group of monsters. Lizzie was in no position to refuse, so... she didn't.
As for this week's poll: We now know the order of boob sizes. Stacy Jesse Lizzie Petra. But, we don't yet know the order of DICK sizes! However, lo and behold, every cock is either now hard or, in Lukas' case, was hard. So next chapter, the pecker pecking order will, be, established! Go now and vote, you get twenty-four choices, but unlike the manhoods, the decision is not hard. Simply think to yourself, "Who's biggest, who's second, who's third, who's last?" Once you've gotten that figured out, simply find your choice in the list and vote for it! You get the one vote, because we really want to see where your heads are at for this one. Simply choosing who's biggest is not enough, we desire the knowledge of where you think every man falls! Go and make your choice, as next week, the dick-measuring contest shall commence...!