HoloLife Ch. 02

One groped at her butt, causing Tina to squirm. Another slipped inside the front of her robes and fondled her large tit. Underneath the thin fabric, it hefted the melon and rolled the nipple between its fingers.

Regardless of whatever else happened, Tina was determined that she wouldn't get naked. Not while all these creeps were watching at the bar. And on the internet. She would die of embarrassment. She would do anything to avoid getting stripped by Tina--again!

So she panicked when one of the ghostly hands pulled at the belt securing her robes. If that came undone, she would be suddenly and horribly nude. Right here in the center of the arena, for everyone to see.

The hands groping her tit and butt would have to wait. She swatted at the hand pulling on her belt, and tried to wrest control back from it. Suddenly they were in a tug-of-war contest, with Tina holding her belt with both hands. She prayed that her robes wouldn't fly open.

As she held fast, one of the ghostly hands crawled under the bottom of her skirt and up between her legs. Oh no! Tina's hands were occupied keeping her robes closed, so there was nothing she could do.

The hand crawling between her legs began to gently stroke her exposed pussy underneath her robes. Tina squirmed, but if she swatted at it, she'd lose control of her belt and wind up naked. So she gritted her teeth and endured the light sensual touch on her vagina.

She chanced a look back at Laurel. Somehow, the blonde girl was back on the ground! Tina's spell must have worn off!

Laurel saw her chance. She darted towards Tina's orb. Her slender, pale legs blurring as she sprinted.

Tina was desperate to stop her. But to cast her spell she'd need to move her hands. That would ensure that the ghostly hand got control of the belt securing her robes. And then she'd be naked.

Wracked with indecision, Tina was transfixed. She watched with vague horror as Laurel scooped up her orb.

The hands scuttling all over Tina suddenly disappeared. Fireworks erupted overhead, and the fake crowd filling the arena let out a cheer. On the screen in the corner of her vision, Tina could see the greasy, disgusting men in the bar whooping and jumping up and down.

She'd lost.

Laurel and Sophie approached her. Laurel's grin was predatory.

"Great match, you two!" bubbled Sophie. "It's almost a shame someone had to win. But congratulations to Laurel who persevered despite her early setback."

The crowd in the arena cheered.

"Of course," said Sophie coyly, "we said at the beginning that there would be a penalty for losing."

Tina had been beginning to relax, now that the ghostly hands had disappeared. At the word 'penalty', she felt her stomach tighten. What could these perverts have in store for her?

Sophie pulled a card from her pocket and glanced it over. "Actually reading here, Tina, it seems like there will be two penalties! How exciting. The first is pretty tame, but it takes place out in real life!"

Real life? Tina realized that they were going to do something to her real body. She looked around the arena and realized she had no way of stopping them. What a nightmare!

"Your physical body will be stripped to bra and panties. That must be great for the guys up there, right Tina? We'll just need to slip off that cute little dress you wore."

Bra and..."Wait!" shouted Tina. "Please wait."

She saw Sophie turn to her. The dozens of men in the bar glanced at the screen where she was projected.

"You can't take off my dress," she said.

"Why ever not?" asked Sophie.

Tina gulped. "I...I didn't wear a bra today." She felt humiliation burn in her tummy as soon as she said it.

"Hah! You slut!" shouted Laurel. "Looks like we'll be seeing your titties again after all."

Sophie frowned. "I'm afraid she's right, Tina. The rules say that you must be stripped to your bra and panties. If you didn't wear a bra, well, that's not something we could control."

Tina's ears were ringing. This couldn't be happening. This was supposed to be Laurel's reckoning, not hers!

Sophie said: "I guess we'll be seeing your tits sooner than expected."

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"Hah! Even better than I coulda' hoped for! Can't wait to see those titties."

"Damn straight!"

Lily couldn't believe her good luck. Soon her banging, tiny Korean friend, would be down to just her panties. All the men in the bar would be able to see her big boobs. Plus, god-knows-how-many people on the internet. Maybe someone was even recording this? She had no idea, but the thought gave her a thrill.

She looked up and saw Jimmy, the bar owner, standing over her. "Care to do the honors?" he asked. "Seems only fair, given that you brought her here tonight.

"Would I ever," said Lily breathlessly.

She stood up and approached Tina's unconscious form. Tina had dressed for tonight in a short black dress that came to her mid-thigh. Since she was passed out, her legs had fallen apart and a triangle of red panties peeked from between her legs. The black dress plunged deep in the front, showing off a remarkable amount of mocha cleavage. No wonder Tina had forgone a bra! Conveniently for Lily, the dress zipped in front. She stood over the diminutive girl for a moment, enjoying peering down her dress.

"Strip that Asian bitch!" called a man from behind her.

"Yeah! Let's see that sweet body of hers," called another.

Lily's hands trembled a bit as she reached for Tina's zipper.

On the screen displaying the two girls trapped in the HoloLife, Tina's projection looked frantic. It jumped up and down in its short purple robe, tits bouncing, hugging itself. "Please don't! Lily, please don't do that. Please, Lily. I'll be topless."

Lily smiled and said to the screen, "Sorry, can't hear you. Keep going, you say?"

The men in the bar roared their laughter.

Lily slowly slid the zipper down the front of the dress. The black fabric pulled apart revealing more and more of Tina's soft skin. Down and down and down, until it reached her waist. With a quick flourish, she pulled it the rest of the way down. Tina's small, black dress was now fully open at the front. It still covered her tits, for now.

Lily slid the tiny girl out of her dress, marvelling at how soft her skin was. She slid the black party dress out from underneath of Tina.

Several men whistled and applauded, cheering at the top of their lungs.

Lily tossed the dress into the crowd of men. A greasy man snatched the dress from midair and held it aloft, cheering. Tina wouldn't be going home dressed, tonight. Even if she made it out of the HoloLife.

"No!" cried the Tina in the HoloLife screen. "Lily, how could you?"

Lily turned back to her friend's unconscious form and drank in her nearly-nude body.

Tina was a small girl, even at eighteen years old. But somehow she looked even tinier now that she was stripped down to her panties. Slender, brown legs led up to Tina's red panties, pulled taut across her pussy. Her stomach was flat and her waist was narrow. Her tits probably weren't that big, maybe just a C-cup, but on such a small frame, they looked enormous.

Tina's tits were everything Lily had imagined, and more. They were plump and remarkably perky, despite their size. They angled outwards ever so slightly, curving upwards, and were capped with small brown nipples the size of a coin.

Those nipples looked so soft and inviting, Lily couldn't help but reach out and tweak one, rolling it between her fingers. It was soft and warm and rubbery. It grew stiff as Lily continued to tweak it.

Tina's projection in the HoloLife gave a shriek. Apparently, in the HoloLife she could feel things that were done to her in real life. Interesting...

Lily turned back to the assembled perverts in the bar. "And there you have it! The first part of Tina's penalty!" She went and sat back in her seat.

The greasy men whooped and cheered.

"Damn me, look at that body," called one. "Flat stomach, narrow waist, big ol' brown titties."

"Love me some Asian meat," said another.

Now that one of the girls was undressed, the tone of the crowd had turned hungrier.

Jimmy stepped to the front of the crowd. "For the second part of the penalty, we'll need a volunteer."

A cacophony filled the bar as every man raised their hand and called out.

"Aw this ain't gonna work," said Jimmy with a smile. "Tina's too popular with the boy's eh? Eddie, you caught her dress, right?"

"Yep!" said Eddie, holding up the small black dress in his greasy hands. Eddie was short and stout, with a mess of dark hair. He seemed to be in his early forties.

"Well, I reckon that makes you our volunteer tonight," said Jimmy.

Eddie whooped and came to the front. He rubbed his hands together. The dress was slung over his shoulder.

"Now Eddie," said Jimmy. "If I'm reading you right, I bet there are a lot of naughty things you'd like to do with this sweet young thing." He gestured at Tina's youthful brown body. Her small, busty form was clad in just a small pair of red panties. Her silky black hair trailed down her back.

"You can bet on that," said Eddie, eliciting laughter from the crowd. Eddie licked his lips.

"Well Eddie, I'd like you to draw on that delectable body for inspiration," said Jimmy. "Tonight, this cute thing is going to live out your deepest, dirtiest fantasy. Anything you'd like at all. No holds barred. You name it. It'll be....a cutscene of sorts." He laughed.

A hush went over the crowd as Eddie scratched his chin. He thought for a moment before he suddenly smiled. "I think I've got it."

Eddie leaned over and whispered to Jimmy, who nodded, laughing occasionally.

"Eddie has made his choice!" announced Jimmy. "Would you like to say a few words to Tina before she becomes the plaything of your imagination?"

Eddie reluctantly turned his gaze from the nearly-naked girl in the chair to the HoloLife screen. "Hi Ms. uh, Ms. Tina," he said.

The Tina on the screen looked up, distraught. Her narrow eyes were wide, showing off their deep brown. "What?" she said fearfully.

"Oh man, you're pretty," said Eddie, transfixed by the cute girl. "Way more graceful when you're moving."

"Eddie," said Tina from inside the HoloLife, "you don't need to do this. We can pick some other punishment," she begged. "We're supposed to be getting revenge on Laurel. I'm not even supposed to be in here!"

"Nah," said Eddie. "You should have won the game, if you didn't want to face the penalty. Now, you enjoy yourself tonight, sweetie" said Eddie. "Don't try to fight it. And know that we'll all be watching you squirm."

The crowd roared with laughter.

---

Squirm? What was that supposed to mean, Tina wondered. And what did Jimmy mean about living out Eddie's fantasy?

The counter showing how many people were watching online had reached 11,452. The small window in her vision showed that the men were alternating looking at the Tina on the screen and her panty-clad form, back in the bar. She felt so helpless to stop them from staring at her tits and exposed body, back in the real world. What a nightmare! It was like the pool, but much, much worse.

Suddenly the world around her blurred and shifted. When it stopped, Tina found herself sitting down at a table. She was in a fancy cocktail bar at a table.

She tried to stand up, but realized she couldn't move a muscle. She could feel soft chair pressing into her back, but somehow she didn't have control of her body.

It was like she was a passenger in her own body. Like she was playing through...a cut-scene or something. She could see and hear and feel, but not control anything she did.

She looked across the table and saw...Eddie! The man across from her had Eddie's face. It looked out of place in the upscale bar. There were a few martini glasses on the table in front of them.

Suddenly, a ghostly voice boomed out.

"Tina had been on assignment for six months, ever since her eighteenth birthday. As a spy, she had been tasked by the government to steal secrets from the Russian agent Eddie. She was told to use any means necessary. Tech and stealth hadn't done the trick. Desperate to avoid failure, she'd decided to try the oldest means of persuasion around."

Was that a narrator? 'What the hell?' thought Tina.

She felt her gaze look down at herself, still unable to control her actions. She was wearing a small slip of a cocktail dress. It was blue and hung quite loose around her breasts, showing off substantial side-boob as well as cleavage. It barely came down to mid-thigh. She must look like the real Eddie's wet-dream, she thought, feeling the humiliation bubble up.

She felt her body look back up at Eddie and rest her arms on the table. Leaning forward, she used her arms to press her tits together in what she knew must be a lewd display.

"So, handsome," she said to Eddie, across the table. "What's on your mind?" She brushed her hair back over her shoulder, giving the projection of Eddie a better view of her tits.

"Mostly that delicious rack," said Eddie. He spoke with a Russian accent.

Oddly, Tina felt a twinge of arousal begin to snake through her tummy and pussy. "Mmm," she felt herself purr, "I like to hear that."

She was unnerved that her body was getting turned on. Where was that coming from? Her nipples stiffened under the thin blue dress. She wouldn't normally be turned on by this! And what was she even saying?

"So, how about a dare?" asked Eddie.

"I like dares," she said huskily. "What did you have in mind?"

What was going on? Tina would never act like this! It was scary, not being able to control her body. She was suddenly worried about what the dare would entail.

"How about this: you take off your bra, right now. Here in the bar. You hand it to me. If you do this, I'll tell you all about my work, like you are so curious to hear. If you don't, then you take a big drink from your glass."

Tina felt herself giggle. "Silly man," she said. "I'd love to take off my bra for you. But I didn't wear one tonight! So how can I take it off?"

"Ah that is too bad," said Eddie with a smile. "So, now you take that drink, yes?"

That wasn't too bad, at least. It would leave her no more naked than she'd been.

Tina gave a cute fake-pout, still leaning forward on the table to show off her sizable cleavage. "Fine, rules are rules," she said. She reached for the martini glass and drained it in one giant gulp.

"An admirable sip," said Eddie. "I like a woman who enjoys her martini."

Tina wasn't an experienced drinker, but she knew what it felt like. The flush that filled her was different. She felt...

"Now," said Eddie. "Same dare, but this time with your panties. Hand them to me, and I will tell you all about my work." He smiled toothily at her. "You are wearing panties, yes?"

Tina felt like something must be wrong. The flush from the drink had started in her tummy, but it was spreading all over her body. It felt like...arousal?

"Well, I am curious about your work," Tina felt her body say flirtily. She looked around the bar before reaching under her short cocktail dress. He couldn't help but pull it up to her waist as she slipped down her panties. She must be exposing a lot of leg to the cocktail bar! And to--oh no!

She was still streaming on the internet, and in Jimmy's bar. She glanced at the viewer count, which read 15,291. Wasn't that the size of a sports stadium? She tried to imagine that many people, watching as her slender legs were revealed from under the dress.

Her panties were a black thong this evening. She slid them down her legs and over her heels, before placing them on the table. She gave Eddie an impish smile.

Suddenly, Tina grew aware that she was turned on. Very, very turned on. More than she'd ever been in her life. She didn't have control over her body, but she could feel everything about it. And she was feeling horny! Her nipples were like tiny pebbles. Her now-bare pussy became sopping wet. A warm flush filled her tummy, and she felt her breathing grow shallow. Her eyes grew heavy-lidded of their own accord.

Eddie picked up the black thong. He slowly brought them to his nose and sniffed them, staring into her eyes. "Beautiful," he said. "I would expect no less. Now, I hate to be a bad sport, but I must change the terms of our agreement."

He stood up and walked behind Tina, who sat, aroused and transfixed. He put his hands on her bare shoulders and began massaging them.

"You have done such excellent work tonight, degrading yourself. You dress as a slut to tempt me. You flaunt your young body and all its charms. The thin waist and shoulders. The big tits. The pretty eyes. The slender neck."

He traced a finger up her neck, sending shivers of arousal down Tina's body. What was going on?

"And finally, you even give your thong to me," continued Eddie. "Baring your tiny, Asian pussy in this elegant bar. I must confess, you are sexy and irresistible. It is an admirable professional effort, my little spy," he said.

Spy! Oh no, he wasn't supposed to know that, right? Did that mean she was caught?

"Unfortunately for you," said Eddie, "I am good at my job, too. I knew you were a spy since we met. But you are an irresistible package, so I set a trap. My little spy, caught in a web." Still behind her, he traced his fingers down her neck, across her sternum and upper chest. Finally, they dove into the front of her loose cocktail dress. His rough hand found her left tit and began to massage it. He gently hefted it and rolled the small, hard nipple between his thumb and forefinger, all underneath the blue dress.

Tina felt herself mew, like a kitten or a slut or something. She felt humiliated, but couldn't stop herself from leaning her head back against Eddie's hard crotch. God she was horny. Her tits had always been sensitive, and Eddie's massaging coupled with her unnatural arousal was sending sparks through her tummy. Why was she so horny tonight? And in front of all these watchers?

"This trap, it was in your cup," he said, tapping the martini glass with his free hand. "It's a special cocktail, brewed by the KGB. Top secret stuff, but I have access." He leaned in. "Do you know what it is?" he whispered into her ear.

"No," her body managed to moan out. She had to fight to make her speech presentable through the fog of arousal. So many people were watching.

In English you would call it an aphrodisiac," he said, leering. "In the government, we have such things. Tonight you will be hornier than you have ever been in your life. But it has permanent effects too. For the rest of your life, you will become aroused..." he thumbed her nipple again and she gasped "...very easily. It is good. A sweet little toy like you should enjoy being used."

With that he slipped his arms under her tiny form and carried her to the back of the cocktail bar. A few patrons looked up, but most didn't even glance at them.

Tina suddenly felt as small and young and helpless as she was. Just eighteen, the tiny Korean girl knew that men wanted to do dirty things to her body. She'd enjoyed watching their lust in the past. She liked to tease them. To see them double take as she walked past.

But now she had lost control, of both her body, which was acting on autopilot, and of the situation, which was spiraling downward. She was barely clothed and completely at Eddie's mercy. She should 'enjoy being used?!' She could guess what that meant, and she didn't like the sound of it. She wondered where he was taking her.

Eddie pushed through a door to the back. He walked down a hallway, his heels clicking against the tile. Tina could feel his arms supporting her.

Even through the fog of arousal, Tina realized with horror that this must be Eddie's fantasy. He had constructed a reality where he could do anything to her. And everyone else got to watch. Why did she have to lose that stupid game!