Hand after hand and card after card, it seems like lady luck hates Chez and he can't win even one hand. Even worse was the lack of inhibition from the drunken girls.
"WOO WHOO MOUSEY TAKE IT OFF!"
"Oh my, I knew you were small, but that's quite pathetic"
"I'm sorry for laughing dearie, but it is quite humerus"
Chez felt absolutely awful and now he was down to his last article of clothing, his boxers. "If you lose one more hand, you tiny junk will be the least of your worries ratboy" Meg and Luna laughed together while Dawn tried to hide her smile. I finally got my last hand, I guess I may as well get this over with. I end with a pair of twos, which is sad to say it was one of my better hands this game. The girls naturally won and I am forced to strip the last piece of clothing and my dignity.
"OH HO HO HO my my~" Meg swoons. "What shall we command you to do now little one?". Luna interjects, "Okay we need to have separate ownership times so we can have a turn with him". "How about every hour we switch?" "Oh no darling, we need more time than that" Meg suggests, "How about every three hours?". Chez' heart sank a little when he heard Dawn say, "We can make him do whatever we want, right?". Luna elaborated, "Anything that does not bring permanent harm or death". "But humiliation is A-OK?" Meg inquired. Luna smiled and gave a great big "Yup". "In that case, I'll go last" said Meg.
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