The next day saw Gwyn’s sore booty healed up, and she and the other members of the raiding party were given special good luck wedgies as the ship left the dock. The half-elf’s new white and pink granny panties with a teddy bear on the butt were secured over her forehead in minutes, Des giving her a few friendly slaps on the rear to go with the outfit, just as they spotted the supply ship in the distance, waving the flag of the Wu-Qen proudly.
”This is it, ladies,” said Frolin as she fixed her own panties, a pair of emerald green with dragons on them, likely stolen from Wu-Qen. “We’ll be facing some pretty strong opposition, so be prepared to subdue some guards for the glory of our plunder and booty!”
”Or lose and get a public spanking in town again,” suggested Croc jokingly, earning her a smack on the bottom by Groll.
”That’s defeatist talk Croc! Have some confidence or you will be spanked again.” Groll retorted as she hefted up a large club.
“I don’t know, both sound good to me,” said Gwyn, she and the group getting ready to jump from one ship to another. As the supply ship passed by, the four jumped onboard, instantly meeting opposition.
Multiple levies dressed in basic armor were on the supply ship, and they drew their cudgels to ward off the invaders. Groll took her club and started swinging it at their opponents; she hit knees, arms, butts, whatever it took to bring down the soldiers of the Wu-Qen. Croc took a simpler approach, lifting their skirts and stretching their granny panties into the sky.
Gwyn tried out her fellow halfling’s strategy, walking up behind a levy, pulling back her skirt, then tugging up hard on her blue granny panties with white stripes. The levy blushed and squealed, but didn’t try fighting back. However, Gwyn was too busy with that one to notice another sneaking up behind her until her teddy grannies were launched up her booty!
”You’ve made a mistake boarding this boat!” she announced, trying to be grand but looking more cute. “Once we’ve rounded up all you pirates, we’ll be sure to teach you a lesson, right in the center of town!”
Frolin noticed this as she gave two of the levies red butts to match their boyshorts. She ripped away the one’s skirt, showcasing her white granny panties with pink polka dots, then started to bounce her around like a giant yo-yo.
”You owe me for this,” said the royal playfully. “I think a nice spanking wedgie to some music should do it.”
Gwyn agreed, letting her wedgie stick out like a white teddy bear printed cape as she picked up one of the fallen cudgels. This would make it more fun to deal with fallen foes. As she eyed the one she dealt with trying to get back up, she took the cudgel and slapped it against her rump. The Wu-Qen levy squealed and dropped back down, the half-elf laughing as she began to do it regularly, almost making a rhythm out of it. Finally, the last of the levies had been brought to her knees, the group giving each other their congratulations.
”This is only half the mission, ladies,” said Frolin, gesturing to the doors leading down to the cargo hold. “Once we’re down there, we could face any number of foes, so be prepared.”
Choice 1: They become overwhelmed by Wu-Qen infantry and lose. Public spanking time!
Choice 2: They succeed in their mission and vanish with all their booty!
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