The Pick-One Gang

[SoftGameHunter]

Teaser: It's a new era (or it was when I wrote this) and girls in a bind have to make choices they never thought they would have to make.
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Title: The Pick-One Gang
Author: SoftGameHunter

The Pick-One Gang


Mia knelt there on the forest floor, shaking and sobbing as the gang of young men surrounded her. She didn’t know them, couldn’t identify them, and couldn’t fight them. But she knew who they were. As they passed her slight body around, each taking away one item she wore, she knew it was the so-called Pick-One gang.

Off went her wristwatch, into some guy’s pocket. Probably to be hawked for cash. Then he shoved her towards another of them, a medium-build black guy. He stared down at her, probably grinning. “I’ll just take that,” he said, lifted her leg and pulling off a sock. Then she was shoved to the next one.

“Good theme, I’ll take the other one,” some blond guy said, pulling up on her other leg, rolling her in the leaves, and pulling off her other sock.

“Please, don’t do this!” she wailed. “I-I’m not that kind of girl!”

She wasn’t. Mia had never questioned her chastity, her attendance at the synagogue, her love of God. She just wanted to find a respectful husband who could make her feel comfortable in her body.

“Shut it, whore,” the next guy said, pulling off her necklace and nearly hurling her to the next of them.

“No! That was grandmother’s! Please!” she sobbed. But the next guy just went for a big prize, her long skirt. Off it ripped, exposing her long legs, everything below her panties. Her blouse was long gone, and now the young woman was rapidly losing everything.

Soon enough, she was down to her last two items of clothing. She knelt there in the middle, surrounded, sobbing her eyes out in shame. And fear. She was going to have to walk home. People would see her. Not quite naked, but close enough. And she knew what was coming.

“Pick one,” one of them told her. “Pick what we take next! Pick one or we take both and rape you as well!”

“Nooo!” she wailed. “Oh lord, how can this be?”

“Shaddup! Pick! Now!”

“Waah! The panties!” she wailed, beet red in shame. They shoved her over and tore the panties from her. She was left weeping on the dirty ground in the woods, not far outside town. It was an easy walk back, but impossible without witnesses.

“So long, slut.” And they walked off. Mia lay there, weeping, terrified, but still virginal. They’d kept their word. No rape. And one item of clothing remaining even. Thus, clad only in her medical-grade face mask, she shakily rose to her feet and began the long walk-of-shame into town otherwise totally naked.

[Shocker]

What an interesting choice, between baring her pussy or her face she chooses to keep the latter covered. A very entertaining story.