Manila the songstress vs. ?

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Manila stood behind the rot iron gate. She could hear the crowd milling about, getting to their seats. Just like one of her performances. Only this was for the common and noble alike. Normally she only preformed before small audiences of nobles and rich merchants. Now it was before half the kingdom. Also, she would now be forced to fight another beyond just singing and dancing. And, most shocking of all she would have to strip her opponent, or be stripped herself! It certainly was much different then her normal performances!

Manila thought back. How had she ended up here? At her last recital she'd made one tiny joke about the queen during a song, now she was a captive, forced to fight for entertainment of the masses! She hadn't even written the song, just sung the words! It wasn't fair! Yet, Enferia wasn't a fair kingdom. It didn't matter that she was a beloved, successful starlet. She'd been offered a simple choice when dragged into court: the dungeon, or the arena. She'd chosen the arena. She knew with her mystical necklace she'd have an advantage. True, she wasn't a fighter. But her magic necklace gave her power over others, and could turn her voice into a weapon. She'd bought it as defense item back when she'd worked brothels, to keep her safe from grouping hands of drunken men. Now she'd use it to fight for her dignity!

Manila had other advantages too. In her youth she'd gone to intensive performance school. While it focused on song and dance, They had also taught the girl's martial arts, to defend themselves in the outside world. Manila knew a graceful technique focused on powerful kicks. She was confident in her ability to win in the arena.

She was also nervous though, because she could NOT be stripped. She'd spent years building a reputation as a dignified performer. All that would vanish if she were stripped. There was more though. Under her clothes she had secrets, that could not be revealed in public!

Manila shook her head. It didn't matter. She would win!! She had to.

Manila heard the announcer start introductions.

“Welcome one and all to the arena! Prepare yourself to see two lovely women battle for their clothing and their pride! Entering first is a woman must of you will have heard of. The songstress from the North, Manila!”

The crowd roared as the gate before Manila rose. Manila took a breath, composing herself. Then she emerged into the open arena. She smiled and waved. Might as well keep up appearances!

The crowd went wild. Many had heard of Manila, she was something of a celebrity in Enferia. Many had arrived just to see her in fact. Her beauty and grace were legendary. People wanted to see if this legendary performer ended up naked!

“And now, the Challenger...” The announcer said. The gate started to rise. Manila stared. Who, who would she fight?

"Our very favorite Pyromancy Academy dropout!  Jessica."

A red-robed woman stepped underneath the raised portcullis, slowly, but confidently.  On the word "dropout" she shout a displeased glance toward the announcer's platform.  She could barely have been over 19.  Her slightly-over chin-length dark brown hair framed a face that betrayed youthful rebellion, tempered by the harshness of reality since she had run away from her school.  Of course, she was content now, for the most part, but still angry at having to fight these arena battles.  Her robes, belted by a gold chain, were loose fitting, but still unable to hide the large proportions of her bust.

Stepping away from the shadow of the gate, she squinted as her eyes adjusted to the light.  When she was able to focus on her opponent, she called out, not necessarily expecting an answer, "You've got me fighting a SINGER now?  This business gets weirder every day."  Shrugging in resignation, she faced off and waited for the order to begin.

Up in the stands, a voluptuous, amber-skinned woman in a revealing purple dress cheered loudly for her in an accent rarely-heard on this contintent, "Fight well, my darling!"

Manila and Jessica squared off. Manila cursed inwardly. A mage! Pyromancy was a dangerous skill. In the arena she couldn't be burnt, but her clothes certainly could be! The very thought of that made her stomach tight. She couldn't allow that to happen! The announcer had called this woman a dropout. Maybe she wasn't a very good pyromancer then. Manila hoped she wasn't.

Manila decided to try something sneaky. Her necklace gave her singing special powers. She decided to use it to charm Jessica, before combat even began!

She began singing, a sweet pitch that made the crowd swoon. She swayed gently, a simple yet graceful dance while she sang. The crowd was lulled into silence by her lovely, hypnotic voice

"Young fire mage
slip off your fine clothes
show us your body
and your assets we will gauge"

Would it work? Hypnotizing depended on the victims mental abilities. If the mage resisted, she would doubtlessly strike back! Well, if Jessica resisted Manila readied herself to try to dodge the mage's counter-attack!

(Charisma 9 + roll 8= 17 to hypnotize Jessica! Defend probably with either Intelligence or Wisdom, or something else if you think it works!)

((wisdom seems to be our catch-all for willpower and other related things... though I suppose both wisdom or int would qualify to see through illusions or 'logic' ones way out of charms... just my humble opinion))

(Int 10 and Roll 1--critical fail, perhaps?)

Jessica heard the music ("I shouldn't listen, she thought...she is singing for no other reason than to beat me.") but she found herself slipping her hand down to her golden belt to undo it.

The buxom woman in the stands yelled, "No, Jess, don't do it!" But Jessica wasn't listening. With a clank, the belt fell to the arena floor. She seemed still in the thrall of the song, but her face looked intense, as if she was actively struggling against it, and losing.

((Does she get a defense roll per clothing item? Lol))

(Yeah, that seems right)

((I'm going to assume Manila keeps singing...one thing you learn in sports or music is that when you find something that's working, don't stop while it's still working!))
(10+6...nope)

Jessica then took her outer robe, slid it off her shoulders, and let it drop to the ground. Her face, on the viewing sphere showed that she was still trying to fight this. She was left in a long, sleeveless red dress.

(Let's say Jessica can still act, she just has to role to see if she's still compelled to strip at some point on the turn. If her action stops Manila from singing, the Hypnotism is broken. Or if she gets the defense role)

((I'm going to add an action, to that last round then. While she's still got her dress on, but lost belt and robe.))

Jessica, unsurprisingly, conjured a ball of file and hurled it directly at the singer's chest. She remembered her lessons well; after all, she had been a top-notch student, even if she had to flee before graduating.

((Int 10 + roll 9) Fireball toward chest. ((Next round I'll roll again for the singing, if it's still happening))

(Dex-7+ roll 8= 15. If I had dodged I'd keep the song going, but I don't think you'd keep singing after getting hit by a fireball )

Manila watched in amusement as Jessica took slid off her outer robe and belt. This was so easy! Manila loved controlling people. It gave her a feeling of power to have others do her bidding.

Manila became more involved, dancing and singing to both entertain the audience and keep the spell going. Then, suddenly, Jessica launched a fireball. Manila was mid twirl when the fireball hit her swinging skirts.

"AHH! Jessica's song was interrupted as she screamed. Her dress was on fire! She fell to the ground, rolling and stomping her legs while she beat at the flames. By the time she'd gotten the fire under control Her dress now was burnt to her upper thighs, barely covering her underwear!

Her underwear! That could NOT be exposed. Her special enhancements might get noticed!

She looked at Jessica. Her enemy was shaking her head, snapping out of her spell. Manila had to strike before she was hit with more accursed fire! She decided to attack directly. She rose on her muscular tan legs, now with soot smeared on them. She pulled down the skirt with one hand. When she rose she unleashed a Banshee like cry directed at Jessica. A wall of sonic would emerge from her mouth to blast Jessica, if it all went according to plan!

(using Charm for all singing, kind of makes sense? Cha 10 + 1 Critical fail!)

Jessica was in control of herself now.  "If you don't stop that banshee wailing, I'm going to strip you by hand!"  Jessica prepared another fireball, aiming it for the songstress' midsection.

(Int 10 + roll 10 critical hit!)

(Great job on the picture, Manila looks super hot! Love her legs! Big props!)

(Manila's dodge Dex 7 + roll 3= 10)

Manila tried to send out a Banshee well, but instead just sang a sharp note. She had to hit the exact right pitch to send an explosive attack, she was a little sharp.

Jessica's fireball, on the other hand, came straight for Manila. Manila, trying to correct her singing, was unable to get out of the way as the fire impacted her right at the waist with a slight impact.

Manila screamed again. It was so unnerving, being on fired! She kept forgetting she couldn't be burned. She flailed, trying to extinguish her dress with her hands. By the time the flame fizzled her dress was ruined! It had burned all the way up to the collar. The arms were all that remained, and soon slid off.

Manila looked down in horror. She was in her underwear! Her secret shame, her padded underclothes, on full display! She threw a hand over her corset, hiding the cups full of padding, and put the other over her crotch to hide her panties!

Manila hoped nobody would notice her padded underwear. She prayed they wouldn't. She'd be a laughing stock! Her face was red. She was so exposed!

Manila looked to Jessica. This was all her fault! With angry desperation she unleashed a second Banshee's wail, hoping to blast her rival's dress!

(Cha 9 + roll 4= 13 to hit!)

((I'm going to treat this as a dodge rather than a magic resist))
(Dex 5+ Roll 2= failed to dodge)

The power of the sound knocked Jessica onto her backside.  She cupped her ears and closed her eyes for a moment as a reaction to the force that hit her, but even if she hadn't, she wouldn't have heard the seams ripping.  

Jessica sat, legs spread in the sand, she removed her hands from her ears to assess the damage, feeling bare skin where once there had been cloth.  She opened her eyes, almost afraid to look.  Her eyes first pored over her breasts, encased in a large, lacy white bra.  Down below, things weren't so serious-looking.  She was wearing a pair of pink panty briefs embroidered with small, white fluffy bunnies.  "They were from my best friend in school..." she defended, preemptively, only serving to draw more attention to it as the viewing sphere zoomed in.

"No more playing nice!" she said to her opponent, climbing to her feet with unusual speed and charging her.

((Her plan is to stun her with a punch to the gut, then pull her bra while she's stunned))
(Str 6+ roll 7=13)  ((Also, can we just lose the shoes somehow without that being its own item?))

(Man, your illustrations look great! Manila looks amazing, great job on her underwear!)

(Dex 7 + roll 2=9 to dodge)

Manila looked at Jessica. Her cute panties were an hilarious! Manila snickered. It seemed like she would win this match!

"No more playing nice!" Jessica yelled. With surprising speed she jumped up and charged, once more taking Manila by surprise. Manila tried to twist out of the way, but found herself slowed by her need to cover. She didn't even move her hands as Jessica got right to her and plowed a fist into her stomach!

"OOF!" Manila took the blow to her thin gut, bending over. Jessica took the opportunity to reach up and grasp her bra. To her surprise it felt soft and heavy.

"NO!" Manila wheezed, trying to hold on to her bra. Her larger enemy had the advantage though, and Jessica used her size advantage to pull mightily. There was a brief tug of war, but in seconds there was a ripping sound as Manila's bra was ripped off her torso! Jessica pulled it away. It flew and slid on the sand, landing with a thud. Inside material there was obvious thick padding in the empty cups.

"OOH! Jessica got Manila's bra off! And it looks as though something strange was in the bra! What is that?" The announcer asked. The viewfinder zoomed in, projecting Manila's bra on the screen. Manila realized that her padded bra was being examined by hundreds! She clutched her chest desperately with both hands, trying to hide her bite sized breasts. She had to strike back before anything was seen! Since her enemy was close Jessica switched to hand to hand combat. Since her hands were busy and her legs were her strongest attribute she decided to throw a kick, hoping to knock Jessica back! Then she'd snatch her enemy's bra off to even things up!

(Dex 7 + roll 9= 16 to hit on kick and strip! I figure the shows would probably get lost with the panties for Manila. A very even match!)

(Dex 5 + roll 7=12 The kick connects!)

Pleased with herself at having stunned her opponent, Jessica's natural curiosity got the better of her when the whole arena seemed to be interested in Manila's discarded bra. It had felt weird, coming off, anyway.

Turning to look was a miscalculation. It was unclear if it was because she stumbled forward at the last moment, or if that's where Manila was aiming, but a swift kick in the crotch caused the unwary Jessica to double over. Leaning forward as she was, her own bra made an easy target for the songstress, who peeled the bra off with a painful snap, as the cups unwillingly slipped over the large, dangling breasts.

Jessica couldn't believe she was losing to a singer. Bent over as she was, she was staring at the songstress' panties, which looked like some odd, rather fluffy shorts. Her hands weren't that far away. Even if she righted herself, she was too stunned to cast, so she'd have to do this in a primal manner; a fast grab might end this match.

(Speed 8 + Roll 9=17! Grab panties and pull.)

(Speed 7 +roll 10! Critical dodge! Just in time too!)

Manila could guess what Jessica's next move would be. After all, she was down to her panties. As she expected, once Jessica had recovered from the kick she lunged towards Manila's panties. Manila, still covering her chest with one hand, gave a perfect dancer's twirl, slipping away. She spun right up behind Jessica, in perfect position to get that Pyromancer's panties herself!

With her free hand she grasped at Jessica's panties from behind, meaning to rip them down and reveal her enemy to all, saving her last garment! Manila would claim her bra was not padded. She hadn't revealed much, she could probably convince people it was some trick. She might yet escape with her dignity intact! Desperately she reached forward to get those silly panties and win the match!

(Strength 7 + roll 6 - 2 for one handed= 11)

(Dex 5 + roll 6=11 Do ties go tot eh defender? That's what I seem to remember; if I'm wrong, let me know and I'll change that)
Jessica cursed under her breath as the songstress turned aside and she missed her panties. She realized her own panties were in jeopardy. Her best bet would be to keep her momentum and stumble clear of the next attack, then cast a spell.

She managed to stumble forward just enough. She felt the songstress hands rubbing against her panties, but soon she was a step too far away for a moment.

Standing to her full height, she turned and conjured another fireball.
((First time Jessica is casting since being stripped so much...a new dynamic enters, her magic changes against her will. Aiming for her opponent, casting what she thinks is fire, when in fact watery mud will be what's cast. Int 10 + roll 4=14))

(Yes, tie goes to defender, unless some story aspect interferes)

(Speed 7 + roll 2= 11)

Manila desperately reached for Jessica's panties. Her hand managed to grasp the hem of those silly panties, but Jessica stumbled forward, slipping away! Blast! Manila thought as she felt the panties slip through her fingers. Jessica stopped, wheeled around and shot a blast at Manila. Manila, expecting a fireball, was shocked as muddy water jetted from Jessica's extended hands instead. Manila attempted another spin out of the way, but instead found herself blasted by a stream of dirty water.

"UUGH!" She moaned, in shock and disgust as her lower half was drenched in mud and water. She was filthy! This was no way for a performer to be treated, sprayed with mud in her panties!

In a few seconds Manila was soaked. She looked down. From chest to knees she was dripping with wet dirt and water. Her clothing looked intact though, meager as it was. Her panties were still around her waist!

"Ha! Your magic's fail you! She exclaimed. Perhaps you should've stayed in school!" She taunted. She hadn't thought of something though. Her panties were lined with cloth. They were extra thick, and now soaked through. This made them much heavier. Too heavy to stay up. As she stood, somewhat gloating, covering her chest, The weight became too much and her panties fell!

The crowd roared as Manila's panties fell to her feet, tangling with her shoes. She was bare from the calves up! HEr precious flower, her small butt, revealed to all! She looked down in shock as the last of her padding fell uselessly to the ground.

Manila looked at her pubic mound, lined with fuzzy black hair. She was practically naked! She screamed in horror. Her worst fear realized! Her secrets revealed! Oh god the humanity!

"Oh! In a shocking move Manila's waterlogged Panties have fallen!" The announcer said. "While she's technically clothed we're seeing it all! Even mores surprising that perfect butt looks to actually be much less then expected!"

The viewfinder swung around, showing Manila's small butt to the crowd, who laughed and roared. Surprises were always welcome in the arena!

Manila desperately reached down, abandoning her breast. With both hands she reached to yank up her panties. She had to cover! She would hold them up, even if that meant her chest would be seen by the world!

(Speed 7 + roll 8= 15 If she beats your speed, I'll say she gets them up. Then it'll be contested strength to hold them there. If you beat her at speed you'll be able to act before she pulls them up, no speed roll necessary.

(Strength 7 + roll 8= 15 again. This only matters if you beat her speed roll. She's got no attack though, so you've pretty much won regardless!)

(Speed 8 + roll 9= 17 Str 6+ roll 10 (crit) )

Jessica put a foot on the ankle-height panties as soon as possible. Manila bent over, trying to pull them up, but Jessica merely pushed her shoulders back. Manila toppled to the ground, and Jessica pulled the panties off her feet.

"I have to say, songstress, you put up a better fight than I expected. Wait, what's this?" She held up the padded shorts like a flag for the viewfinder to have a better look.

After a time, she turned to Syndra for permission to begin the next phase of the spectacle.

(Victory goes to you! Not that I'm complaining! Excited to see what's in store for Manila!)

Syndra did something rarely seen -- she actually rose from her padded chair and approached the balcony. She was truly a sight, stepping out into the daylight and placing both elegant, bejeweled hands on the rail before her. Her ruby lips were twisted in a faint smirk, and her imposing, piercing ocher eyes looked right into Jessica's. She felt her heart flutter and her stomach drop a little. The Queen's voice was immense, and felt in one's bones. Her menacing, hungry smile remained when she spoke.

"This one presumed to mock me for coin," she began, the audience and nature itself going silent. "She deserves no mercy. Show Enferia what happens to those who oppose me, even once. Disappoint me, and you will both suffer. Thrill me, and gain my favor."

...it was also worth nothing that after hearing Syndra speak and seeing her look into her very soul, that she suddenly felt intensely aroused. Her whole body felt hot, and she felt a slickness between her thighs. Even her nipples tingled and went taut, aching for attention.

Somehow, as if the knowledge had been planted in her mind, Jessica knew she could draw on many of the arena's toys to do the queen's bidding, if need be... or more creative assistance, if she had something.

Manila desperately lunged at her panties. She hoped to get them up before her opponent could act! Jessica was too fast however. She stomped on the panties. Manila tugged at them vainly, small breasts swaying with excretion. Jessica's foot held strong though.

Manila yelped as Jessica pushed her over. She stumbled out of her panties, shoes getting yanked along for the ride. She fell to her small bare butt, now naked! She lay spread eagle, covering nothing in humiliated shock. The viewfinder panned over her nuder body. Her small breasts, pulled flat by gravity. Her narrow hips leading to her crotch. She was naked! Oh god naked! Exposed, no secrets, the world's greatest shame! She moaned, still not even having the sense to cover. She looked up at the giant screen showing her bare body. She was ruined. RUINED!

"First of all, songstress..." Jessica started to pontificate nervously, feeling the crowd and queen get impatient. "As it seems from your garments, you'd like to have this..." (she pointed to her bulging breasts), "and this..." (gesturing to her backside) I think we should begin with you worshipping them. First, each breast, then, each cheek. Do it halfheartedly, and you'll like even less where this goes next."

She stood in front of Manila, facing her, with her arms akimbo.