FPL00 Presents; She Loser
 

Hello! I'm actually user FLP00 but, for some odd reason I cannot log in even if I request a new password. This is not the first time this happens to my OCC account. So, unless the problem is eventually solved I will use this new account from now.

Those who are familiar with my stories already have a very clear idea of what's going to follow now. Those who aren't must now that I always write stories from a 100 per cent EUF frame. EUF stands for 'Embarrassed Underwear-clad Female'. Yes, I have a huge fetish for women's underwear, especially for their briefs. I also happen to have a big fetish for women being embarrassed in a semi-cartoonish way. Therefore a mix of those two is mostly what you'll find in this thread. If you are more into ENF or you need that EUF stories evolve to end as ENF stories then this thread may not be what you're looking for. Same applies if you're expecting that the girls engage on sex action; it just won't happen. But if, like me, you get thrilled about a cute woman being humiliated for having her underwear exposed for all to see then I hope you enjoy!

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Let's just provide a context.

For years an audience of millions enjoyed watching Smile At The Camera, a hidden camera show aired every Sunday evening on Community Raise Adaptative Partner television channel (CRAPtv). From 1990 to 2007 thousands of gullible idiots looked like fools at the eyes of millions of citizens as they were recorder displaying hilarious expressions of astonishment. Nobody expects to be attended by a teller dressed as a panda at the bank, after all. What's that guy doing to my car? Uh, I think this huge policeman is... gulp, flirting with me! Congratulations, you've just made to look like a schmuck on national TV. How does that sound?

Yeah, none of the pranks were -deliberately- mean spirited. And, given the share ratios the show provided the channel with it seemed just about right. However, there's no such a thing as 'too much money' and soon the producers decided that it was time for seizing the ultimate edge. The crazy material everyone would talk about at office on Monday mornings.

So in 1992 She Loser was born.

There was a lot of talking in 1991 about it. What about the consequences. What if one of these women takes us to court? How deep into shit will we be then? Someone even approached the issue from an ethic angle. Still, the producers decided to go for it. In those two years they had made so much money that there wasn't any need to worry about getting sued. People tend to forget about their dignity as their wallets get fatter. What the hell, eventually the word would spread around and those b*tches would be delighted to be pranked, someone said. They lose some dignity, they get nice cash and we get big money. What are we waiting for?

Between February, 1992 and May of that same year several She Loser pranks were filmed. The formula was as effective as simple; cameras were properly hidden at the chosen scenario. A prank was elaborated. Once a young, attractive woman happened to find herself at the right place at the right moment the prank would come into play. Such prank involved the losing of some of her outer garments in a public setting, humiliating the poor gal into oblivion. Obviously, the women didn't find it that funny, so they immediately expressed their interest to file a report. And here, as you may have guessed already, is when some kind of... let's call it 'complimentay award' came into play. They forgot about lawyering up once their hands felt the lovely weight of $5,000 in $100 bills. To make sure the girls didn't remember about their pride a similar sum was given to them in checks monthly for a year, in which the production them thanked them for their collaboration as stunt performers.

Everything seemed to go just fine, and the crew had set Sunday June 4th, 1992 as the premiere for She Loser. But then a hand in the shadows had sent the production team a copy of an VHS tape, in which that person had discreetely recorded the bribing process that was essential for the show. Angry, tearful young ladies were offered sizeable amounts of money for their silence. Faces were shown and words were clearly audible, making the tape an incriminating bomb. The producers were offered, however, a way out; either they submitted a copy of all the prank material of She Loser, along with $10,000,000 and destroyed the rest of the copies... or the video sender would go full Watergate on them. Realizing that, even if they could fill the pockets of all authorities involved they would probably get fired by CRAPtv, the team indulged. And that was the end of She Loser's short but intense life. The show never aired. How do I know all this, you ask?

Take a look at the corner. Yes, that corner. What do you see?

Yeah, VHS tapes. Guess what's recorded on them? A-ha, I knew you'd be quick. Have you connected the dots already?

Bingo. Well, I wish I could say that such a demostration of utter sexism had stirred up my desire for justice. Or that I completely oppose to turning basic human rights into expendable goods. I wish I could champion a noble cause. But truth is, I did it for myself. Hence the money. I made sure that the ten million dollars and the copies were given to me by annonymous third parties. I've never needed to work a single day of my life ever since.

As for the copies, you ask? Well, I'm afraid that's even more mundane that the money issue. Because let's be honest; what kind straigth man, upon seeing attractive women doesn't wonder what underwear they're wearing, after all?

I still happen to own this old 18'' TV set with included VRC. It works fine. Now that you've listened to my story, dear reader... Shall we spend this rainy evening watching some old tapes?

Great! I'll bring the popcorn.

(to be continued soon in this thread)

Cant wait for more
 

As a HUGE euf fan, my curiosity has neen piqued:) nice to see you back

Thanks for your feedback! It's really appreciated. While this board is rich in ENF works, EUF continues being something minoritary. I hope my EUF stories can at least somewhat make up for that. This story will continue very soon.

Prank No.1; Fishing in the Fitting Room (1/2)
 

(From now regular text will describe the sequence of events displayed in the video while italics like these will offer a transcript of what the show's off-camera voice is saying)
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The fitting room of a clothing store. It's well illuminated and the show's crew has placed several cameras in the main corridor. None of those cameras is recording inside the cubicles, preserving the privacy of customers. The place appears to be empty, no one is walking in.

Just a regular day at the clothing store. Nothing out of ordinary will take place. But, wait a second... who's coming there?

An attractive blonde woman in her 20's walks into the corridor. Wearing a black blouse and a plaid, pleated skirt she looks very elegant. The blonde's hand carries a skirt on a hanger. It's quite obvious that she plans to try that skirt on herself.

Ladies and gentlemen, we have a victim.

The blonde chooses a cubicle and vanishes behind the curtain. Then, someone else walks into the corridor.

Here's our special collaborator. Ain't kids lovely? Always smiling. Always laughing. Always pranking...

A young boy about 10 tiptoes his way to the adjacent cubicle. He carries what appears to be a small fishing rod and he's smiling devilishly.

What is he up to? Don't switch channels and stay tuned. You will find out after this brief commercial break!


(soon to be continued in this thread)

Prank No.1; Fishing in the Fitting Room (2/2)
 

We're back, ladies and gentlemen! It's time to see what our young collaborator has reserved for the blondie. There it goes!

In the blonde's cubicle clothing sounds can be heard. Through the empty clearance below the lower end of the curtain and the floor we can see her stocking-clad feet. Suddenly, her ankles and lower calves are covered by plaid fabric; she has dropped her skirt. Then she steps out of the garment, which briefly stays in the floor until her hand picks it up. Meanwhile, in the adjacent cubicle, the boy has attached a small mirror atop of the fishing pole and proceeds to carefully throw the hook over the wooden wall that separates both cubicles. His eyes look at the small mirror. Blondie is now pulling up her legs the new skirt that she may want to purchase.

He may catch something big. Important, in any case. Soon will find out!

And yes, soon the blonde's pleated skirt is in the boy's hands. The boy, meanwhile, is making serious efforts to contain his laughter. He unhooks the skirt and places it over his shoulder. Then he prepares the hook again and waits. The blonde's feet steps out of the new skirt as she has removed it. Then her feet turn around and a surprised muttering is heard; 'Uh?'

A very nice skirt, boy! I'm sure that her original owner won't be bothered by you having it, ha-ha!

The boy places on hand on his mouth in order to contain his snickering. The blonde stays in the cubicled for seeral seconds, apparently confused. Then she slightly opens the curtain, enough for his cute head to stick out. Her eyes don't show any fear yet, only confusion. She looks across the corridor, probably looking for a clue about where did her skirt go. In that right moment the boy quickly throws the hook again and operated equally quick. Soon, the new skirt is also in his power, leaving the blonde without anything to wear waist down.

What a great fisherman he is! When he grows up he'll be able to charm the pants off of every girl. That being said, he'll be quite unconventional in his methods!

Convinced that there was nobody in the corridor, the blonde closes the curtain again. Her feet turn around and a loud and unmistakeable 'OH!' is registered by the camera's microphone. At the other side of the wooden wall the young boy bites his forearm, fighting the urge to burst into a fit of laughter. Then, tiptoeing again, he leaves the fitting room with the skirts.

Well, Blondie; at least you'll be comfortable. Those skirts seemed a bit oppressive anyway!

Blondie doesn't seem very happy as her head sticks out of the curtain again. She desperately looks at the corridor looking for her skirt, or at least for a clue of where could it have gone. Obviously, she doesn't see anything. Her face is turning red.

C'mon, Blondie! Get out so we can see you. Don't be shy!

Then, after meditating about it, she opens the curtains and exits to the corridor with her hands on her crotch. She walks slightly bent over and in short steps, which gives an idea of how embarrassed she feels. Waist down she's just wearing her lacy sockings and patterned underwear.

Ah, the Walk of Ridicule! So typical on girls enduring this kind of situation...

After convincing herself bitterly that her skirt was not in the corridor she decides to check the other cubicles. Her hands keep tightly clasped to her front pelvic area, so when she turns around to check the cubicles her underwear-clad buttocks point to the camera. She has a quite big ass.

Hey Blondie! Those are some nice briefs you've got on, very pretty! And also very snug-fitting, aren't they? Or maybe that's the result of too many chocolates and cupcakes? Ha-ha-ha!

Blondie has checked all the cubicles and has not found her skirt. Desperate, embarrassed and frustrated, she finally takes her hands away from her crotch and places them on her head. We can see that the front side of her underwear is made of soft lace. She bites her lower lip, but the gesture has nothing sexy on it. She's starting to feel really anxious. 'How I'm gonna walk home now?', she asks to herself, bitterly.

Uh... mortified, maybe? Ha-ha!

After walking up an down the corridor for several minutes she seems resolved to leave. The store is about to close. Blondie places one hand on her crotch, the other on her big ass (she doesn't really manage to cover any of those areas) and, displaying the Walk of Ridicule once again, leaves the fitting room discreetely.

Good luck, Blondie! Thanks for ridiculing yourself for our amusement, ha-ha!

END OF THE PRANK

Epilogue of Prank No.1
 

So what happened to Blondie? Well, she managed to walk away from the store without being seen. Once on the streets she spotted the same kid who fished her skirts. The new one had been placed again on the store, but the kid had the original one with him.

After positively identifying her skirt and mumbling some furious, unladylike words she ran after him, her hands still covering her underwear. At this point we decided to appear and stop her. You can imagine how it went down; although she kept on with a façade of offended ego, Blondie was happy to take the money. As requested, authorities never got a word from her. That being said, it took a bit to calm her down enough. And more than that; Mike, our sound technician, got a bloody nose. Guess whose fist caused it...

Well, dear reader, you've seen the first tape. Way to start with a bang, right? I knew you'd like it.

Aw, this crappy weather seems like is here to stay. The weather report predicts more rain for the rest of the day. Do not despair, however; I've got more popcorn. And a couple of beer six-packs in the fridge to calm our thirst. Si vis pacem, para bellum. It really does apply to this situation as well, right?

Yeah, that's the tape for the second episode. Of course you can play it! Here's the remote control. Please press PLAY while I goto fetch the first six pack out of the fridge...

(should it continue? :))

FLP00, you're the greatest!

Thanks!

I'll try to post the next 'tape' as soon as possible. ;)

Absolutely you should continue. I prefer stories where the women stay in their underwear. I also like it that you had a young boy pranking her - there's something extra humiliating about a kid getting one over on an adult. The producers of She Loser should have given him a full time job!

Thanks for your feedback! I agree with you, a young boy ridiculing a grown up woman by leaving her in her underwear is one of the best EUF scenarios one can think of.

Tape No.2 is coming soon... ;)

Prank No.2; Sticky Situation (1/2)
 

Our cameras are now showing a office waiting room from a variety of angles. Each camera is propperly hidden from any unsuspecting bystander. Soon we can see that the office belongs -supossededly- to an insurance firm, although pretty much nobody has ever heard of it. This is especially evident because of the amount of people that can be found currently at the waiting room; zero.

Wait there! Who's coming over?

It happens to be a young woman, age about 25. A brunette wearing a snug purple turtleneck sweater, black leather skirt and boots. She confidently walks up to the waiting room and awaits for someone to attend her.

Ladies and gentlemen, we've got a new victim. I bet you, she will not be this confident at the end of this day!

After a minute or so a well dressed man walks up to her and shakes her hand. She explains that she'd be interested in knowing more about their offers. The man -who, unbeknownst to her, is an actor- informs her that he'll notify her request, and proceeds to lecture her about why she'd be smart enough to choose their firm. While the brunette seems to feel bored and agreeing out of pure politeness, our young collaborator from the previous prank sneakily comes out of a door, right behind the brunette. Tip-toeing, he walks up to the chair nearest to the blonde. We can see that his hand carries a small bottle of something. A quick camera zoom reveals its content, stated on the bottle's label; SUPER GLUE.

Well, well, well... someone's feeling michievous today. And we love that!

Holding his snicker, the boy proceeds to pour a generous amount of glue over the chair's seat. The glue is still liquid, but it won't last very long. The boy closes the bottle and tip-toes hiw way out of the room. The brunette hasn't noticed anything. Right in that moment, the man offers a seat to the brunette, so she can comfortably wait until one of the office's desks are available. He gestures the chair with his arm. Smiling, the brunette thanks his courtesy and sits down while he walks away.

Hey, cute brunette! Do you realize that you've placed your big ass on super glue? Oh, anyway... you'll find out soon! Ha-ha-ha! You too will find out soon, dear watchers. Please stay tuned during this short commercial break and see what happens next on She Loser!

(soon to be continued on this thread)

Prank No.2; Sticky Situation (2/2)
 

We're back on She Loser! Our lovely brunette is sitting on the chair, oblivious to the seriousness of the situation she just got herself on!

Spot on, she's just sitting there, reading a magazine as she waits. She doesn't seem to realize that right under her butt some of the most powerful glue available is drying up. Time goes on and nothing happens. While she seems to be slightly annoyed about this, the brunette keeps reading the magazine. A few minutes later the prank kicks in; she puts the magazine back on the table and tries to stand up from the chair... failing to do so! A confused look appears on her cute face.

What's wrong, honey? Can't you stand up? Ha-ha-ha!

She looks around, confused and slightly embarrassed. Then she tries to stand up again, pushing with her hands at both armrests. Not much happens, besides the fact that her buttocks remain stuck to the seat. The confused look on her eyes is now more evident. Something resembling fear is now also quite evident on her face. She looks down and checks her seat, looking for the reason of her being attached to it. However, she doesn't seem able to find it.

Keep guessing, brunette. You've almost made it!

She then looks around. The brunette probably thinks that this is some kind of malfunction, but can't put the finger on it. She tries to stand up once again, slower this time. Nothing happens, of course. The brunette lets go an exhasperated grunt. She wonders whispering, what the -bleep!- is going on.

Watch your mouth, young lady! What kind of vocabulary is that?

The young lady keeps mumbling unladylike stuff, as she tries to stand up again. This time she employs greater strenght, and this can be seen because of her clenched teeth. Her hands are firmly placed on the chair's armrests, and her arms are pushing down. Still, she's not going anywhere.

C'mon, fat ass! You can do it! Ha-ha-ha!

She keeps pulling, and pulling, and pulling... until...


RRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIPPPPPPPPPPP!!!! !!!!


The brunette is propelled forwards, and she finally can stand up. She remains next to the chair, her upper body leaning forward slightly and her knees slightly bent. Her big ass is sticking backwards. In that moment the cameras focus on her pretty face. Her eyes are wide open and her lips form a very comical "O" shape. Is the face of sudden realization; the sudden realization of that something has gone really wrong.

What's wrong, honey? Do you feel a draft? Ha-ha-ha!

Pretty much, as the leather skirt is still stuck to the seat, completely torn apart. Without changing her ridicule posture, the brunette looks down. She sees that the only thing covering her legs now are her stockings. And her tight-fitting underwear is fully exposed; cheetah print underwear!

Woah! Cute panties, you're such a wild girl, ha-ha-ha!

The brunette covers her crotch with her hands while turning around, giving us a view of her big ass under the tight poliamyde fabric of her briefs. She looks at her ruined skirt and a moan of desperation can be heard. A few seconds later, she grabs the hem of her skirt and tries to detach it from the chair. She's not being successful so far.

Do not bother with that, Wild Girl. That skirt is ruined beyond recognition!

Wild Girl keeps trying anyway, and she moans of desperation again. While doing so she looks around with anxiety on her eyes. It's clear what may be crossing her mind right now; what if someone walks up now and sees me like this? She's now pulling it with both hands now, but it's useless; the skirt won't come out. Exhasperated, she lets it go and looks around, trying to find a hiding place. However, the room is quite empty. Wild Girls looks really desperate now.

Just try pretending it's swimwear. I've heard that it may help, ha-ha-ha!

Her face is bright red at this point. She has not been seen by anybody yet -besides us, behind cameras! -but that may change soon. In a very absurd move she tries hiding behind the room's decorative plant, right before she realizes how ridicule is that.

Nope, Wild Girl; your bum is too big for that! Ha-ha-ha!

Footsteps from the corridor alert her. Instinctively she places one hand on her crotch and the other one on her ass, trying her best to cover her undies. Of course, she fails miserably at it. The footsteps sound closer now, leaving Wild Girl with little time to react. She runs with short steps towards the ladies' restroom and hides there.

Booo! Only cowards hide! You're a coward, Wild Girl! Booo!

The source of the footsteps appears. The man that had told her to wait there appears again. And -voila!- the super glue boy appears too. They look at the ruined skirt on the seat, look at each other's eyes... and burst into a fit of laughter! They comment how humiliating must be to be in Wild Girl's current situation. As prank collaborators, they make sure that Wild Girl hears those comments, enhancing her feelings of ridicule. Wild Girl, meanwhile, is sticking her head out of the restroom. Finally, after mustering up some courage, she calls them for help...


END OF THE PRANK

Epilogue of Prank No.2
 

What a great show, isn't it? Wild Girl was one of my favorites. She was just so humiliated about the whole thing! It didn't really end in there, though. After we told her that she had just been pranked her face turned even redder, she was kind of shy. Of course nothing could be done for her skirt, which remained stuck to the chair. After dealing with the payment issue we ordered a cab for her, which would later pick her up at the basement parking lot. She had to go home skirtless!

Have you noticed the girls' panties so far? I bet you have! I miss those briefs women wore in the 90's. They made their legs look longer and stylish. And they made their bums look bigger too. Those panties were really femenine. Maybe some day they'll be trendy again. Who knows? The thing about seeing those panties was also the fact that women were more reserved then about showing thir underwear. Nowadays it seems that showing their undies is the norm. It kills the thrill, if you ask me!

What do you say? What happened on our third prank? Well, you've got all the tapes on there, look for the third one... yeah, that one. What's written on the label? She Loser - Prank No.3, right? Then that's the one. Good. Now please, press PLAY...


(to be continued soon...)

Prank No.3; Walls are Falling (1/2)
 

We are now at a chiropractor's office. Or at least that's what it looks like! There's a doctor (maybe), a stretcher and a very intimate room (again, maybe).

Ah, the chiropractor. Who else would be better at helping you relax those sore muscles after a long day at work? Certainly worth a visit!

Then someone walks in from the corridor. It's a young woman; redhead with curly hair, in her early 30's and looking very attractive in her white tight shirt and her blue pencil skirt. She knocks on the door, shyly. A few seconds later of waiting while she looks around the door opens. A middle aged man appears and talks with her. The redhead asks him if there's a possibility of getting some treatment now, as she has seen the sign on the building's door stating that no appointment is necessary. He smiles and tells her that, of course, she can get treatment now, so please come in.

The cat's in the bag...

Once inside the doctor introduces himself to her by means of a handshake. He's very friendly to her and she seems to relax a bit. She asks again about getting some treatment now, as she has been having some pain in her legs. He says that they could deal with it right now, as there aren't any other patients in the waiting room. So, he says, she can lay down comfortably in the stretcher. He warns Redhead, however, that she needs to remove her skirt for the treatment, and that if she's okay with the idea of him seeing her underwear. Redhead meditates it for a bit, somewhat intimidated. But she finally agrees. Smiling, the doctor tells her that she can remove her skirt while he steps out of the room for a minute. Then, he walks out and closed the door, leaving Redhead alone there.

Okay, Redhead. You've listened to the Doc already. Take it off! It's for your own good...

She places her hands on the back of her skirt and unzips it. Then the cameras stop focusing on her and now whe're seeing the outside of the room. In the corridor a very familiar -for us, at least- boy circles the room while waving his hand at the camera. Then he proceeds to walk into an adjacent door. A new camera inside lets us see that there's a crowd sitting in chairs there.

What are those guys waiting for? Something nice, I hope!

Then the boy points at a button on the front wall. Above it a sign with the message DROP FAKE WALL can be read.

Now you've got a glimpse of what's in for Redhead, dear spectators! Don't go far, we'll be back after this short commercial break in She Loser!

Prank No.3; Walls are Falling (2/2)
 

Welcome back to She Loser! Now, you may remember our lovely Redhead and what awaits for her. Here we go!

Smiling at the camera, the boy walks up to the button on the wall and once there he looks at the crowd sitting in front of the wall. His face conveys an inquisitive look that doesn't require big interpersonal skills to gauge; "should I press the button?"

The crowd giggles and many of the people who composes it nod in agreement. "Yes".

Little boy smiles a bit more and then his eyebrows raise; "Are you sure?"

Now pretty much everyone in the crowd have the same reaction, as they nod their heads while some of them go a little further and pretend clapping their hands in an encouraging fashion; "Yeah, sure! Go for it, kid!"

Go for it! Press the button! Press the button and humiliate Redhead into oblivion!

And the boy does press the button. At first nothing happens, time in which the little boy takes a seat in one of the crowd's chairs. After a brief silence a mechanism can be heard working. It's a quiet sound that lasts for a few seconds. Then the front wall drops suddenly and we spot Redhead again in the doctor's office. This time she no longer wears her pencil skirt. Instead, a pair of balck stockings and a pair of black lace panties is all she's wearing waist down! The panties are very tight and adjust to the shape of her big buttocks. Redhead turns around with a shocked expression of astonishment on her beautiful face. And horror!

Well, well! Lace underwear! Some man was going to get lucky tonight. Right, Redhead? Hahahaha!

Redhead screams and tries to cover with her hands. The crowd laughs and points their fingers at her briefs. She bends over a little and covers her big panty-clad ass with her hands while looking for a way out. But she can't find one.

Sexy panties, Redhead! However, you don't look particularly sexy this evening. Instead, you look ridicule! Hahahaha!

Redhead squeals and finally solves to flee down the corridor. While doing so she keeps her hands on her ass, enhancing the comedy effect. The crowd bids farewell to her by clapping their hands. And of course, with laughter too!

Lace Panties Redhead for all you, Ladies and Gentlemen! Hahahaha!

Epilogue of Prank No.3
 

I'm not sure if a man got lucky that night on Redhead's bedroom or not. I'm not sure if there was such a man on her life in the first place either. What I know for sure is that no woman wears such a charming pair of panties like those just because they were the first ones they picked from the drawer that morning or else. Tight, black lace panties are made for a man's visual pleasure. Now that I think about it, while Redhead seemed to cower a bit when the chiropractor told her to take her skirt off she agreed quite quickly. Why not? He was a middle aged man, sure, but a handsome one. And plenty of young women dig guys a couple of decades older than themselves. Maybe Redhead was turned on with the idea of him admiring her undies. What do you think?

Anyway, this prank became a small milestone for us, albeit a significant one. You may have noticed that our previous victims -Blondie and Wild Girl... who can forget them- were lucky enough to having been humiliated with little crowd. Redhead was the first one being embarrassed publically. It reflected in our costs, though; it took some extra cash to remove court ideas from her angered mind once she learned she had been pranked. We hoped that the share we'd got once on air would cover those costs anyway!

What did you ask? Did we dare to step up our game to public humiliation, you say? For sure! In fact you can check it out yourself. Right now. I think it's time for more popcorn... and for tape number 4.


(to be continued soon)

Great stuff. Still going strong.

Thanks. Any favorite scene so far?

Probably the bit with the glue. Can't go wrong with glue. I like it that the little boy has been integral to all the pranks. He's the star of the show. Most of all I like the tone of it - the hidden narrator talking about (and sometimes to) the girls with such delighted mockery. Again, I'm a big fan of the underwear staying in place - it allows for a more lighthearted overall feel - as if this really could have been a mainstream TV show in a slightly parallel universe - and that makes it even more satisfying for me. That these mortified victims, close to tears with embarrassment, are being offered up for our entertainment in such a casual way.

At first I hadn't planned to keep the boy as a recurrent character, but I liked your suggestion and it works very well for me.

Wow, you just put into words how I feel about EUF! As you've said, the underwear staying on creates a not-so-serious vibe for the situation.

Thanks for your feedback. Hopefully I can continue this series soon!

Very exciting when they're humbled in their briefs . . . and details about the panty like material or style or size. Maybe it's the worst panty for her to be revealed? :o

Well, I assume that since they wear sexy underwear they only want their men to see it in privacy, not the whole national audience. So I guess that yes, it's quite awful for the girls... :D

Prank No.4; Scared the Pants off
 

Our cameras take us tonight outdoors. More precisely, to a town's county fair.

Ah, the county fair! The lights, the cotton candy and the ferris wheel. Laughter and joy... A great night, nevertheless!

After covering a quite decent panoramic shoot of the whole fair the camera zooms up to one of the stands. A very large one. It doesn't take too much for the spectators to figure out what kind of attraction is that. Right on the money; it's the Funhouse, a classic among classics. Young, elder, alone or in couples... it doesn't matter. Everyone wants to get those shivers down their spines at the Funhouse.

One of the scariest, most frightening funhouses ever displayed to the crowds... who will be the stup... uh, the courageous soul who will dare to walk into a world of terrors? Wait a second, ladies and gentleman! Stupi... errr, Couragous Soul is coming!

Courageous Soul happens to be a young woman, about 22 or 23 years old. She's blonde, her hair posseses an Scandinavian-like notch of goldeness up to the point that unther the spotlights would look white. She's very good looking and with her tight green sweater and her red kilt skirt she justo look gorgeous.. Dark stockings cover her legs right above her boots. She Loser has found a new victim.

What's up, Courageous Soul? Are you ready for a few minutes of unconceivable horrors?

Courageous Soul smiles, but far from being warm and welcoming her smile hides some malice. It's easy to figure out why; the Funhouse has spreaded its well-deserved reputation. Therefore challenges were stood; the person who could make it to the end without running away crying for Mommy or without a soiled seat would earn a $1.000 check. So far nobody had been able to achieve such a feat. Courageous Soul, however, looks quite confident. With pompous diva-like demeanor, she demands the operator to open the gate for her. He obligues and Courageous Soul walks in. Her insolent smile reamins on her beautiful face.

Another camera switch. Now we're seeing the insides of the Funhouse. And we can spot our young collaborator, conviniently dressed with dark overalls that provide camouflage inside the dark environment of the Funhouse.

Hey, pal! Glad to see you on here. What have you prepared for Courageous Soul? Wait, don't spoil the fun for us yet! We'll be back after this brief commercial break and we all will see it!

Prank No.4; Scared the pants off (second part)
 

Welcome back to she Loser! As you may remember, our special guest Courageous Souls has taken her chances and stepped inside the Funhouse. Will she be successful?

Courageous Soul is inside now. The lights are set somewhat dark, and there's plenty of B-series horror flick-like stuff around. So far the Funhouse doesn't look especially frightening and her pretty face conveys that same assesment. In fact, Courageous Soul looks kinda disappointed, as if she was expecting to be frightened. She mutters to herself if this is all they've got.

Nope, dear. We got much, much more than this. And we've reserved it solely for you, hahaha!

She keeps walking forward. Smoke, intermitent lights and cheap FX simulating a haunted house. Of course, nothing of this bothers her in the least. Then the actors come in; first there comes Dracula, whose face Courageous Sould dares to laugh at. Dracula tries chasing her down and she responds by making him trip and fall.

Uh, oh... that's not very polite, Courageous Soul. Watch out!

Then the Mummy... which gets locked in inside its coffin because of our girl. Frankenstein's Monster is pushed down some stairs. The Exorcist's Girl gets tangled within her filthy blankets which ironically switch her Tourette's a level up... only that the swearing and profanities are all aimed at Courageous Soul now. The blonde, meanwhile, laughs triumphantly.

At this point I think we all are hoping to see her downfall. Am I right, folks?

Giggling, Courageous Soul walks into the last chamber. Her mind is probably thinking of those $1.000 and therefore she doesn't notice the quick moving shadow at her right side.

What's there in the dark? Uh, oh...

She, however, hears something. She's not scared yet, just somewhat curious about it. Courageous Soul wanders about the room, which is full of doors. She asks out loud, while laughing, if they've reserved a charity worker for the last stage, as that would be scarier than anything else she's previously sen in the Funhouse (her words). Then one of the door slowly opens ajar, which a chilling sound.

Here comes the... charity worker?

No charity worker. Instead we get to see an actor dressed up as a modern film ghost, slowly approaching the blonde. The girl keeps laughing disdainfully. As her eyes are closed while she laughs, our infamous young collaborator sneakily gets into the room as well. He places himself right behind Courageous Soul. The boy can hardly keep himself from laughing.

Finally we get a hero to save the day! What have you prepared for this obnoxious victim?

So far he does nothing but waiting. The ghost, meanwhile, keeps approaching the duo while making gutural noises. Then he seems to levitate! Actually there's a very discreet wire lifting him up through an harness carefully placed under his shirt. A typical Hollywood trick. Courageous Soul finally shows fear -she doesn't see the wire- and freezes.

Look who's scared now! Hahahaha!

She's standing next to one of the doors. Then our boy takes advantage of the situation. He produces a stapple pistol and quickly stapples the hem of Courageous Soul's skirt to tha door. As she's staring horrified at the 'ghost' she doesn't notice.

Your real problems are not in the direction you're looking at! Hahahaha!

Then it happens. With eyes wide open, she screams bloody murder and tries to flee... only to be stopped on her tracks; the skirt has stretched to its limits and doesn't allow her to escape. She looks back, frightened, and spots the cause. She then looks at the ghost, which keeps approaching her.

Are you going to cry for Mommy now, Courageous Soul? Hahahaha!

In her desperate state of mind she tries to run away in spite of her skirt being trapped. Of course fails at it every time and, in a thoughtless, resolute fashion she just unzips her skirt and steps out of it!

Well, she just did it herself. We're not to blame!

Now in her underwear, Courageous Soul flees by running away as fast as she's able to. The camera zooms up to her big ass, whose buttocks bounce up and down under the snug fabric of her briefs as she runs. She's wearing brown panties; the front is made of poliamyde with some see-thru lace at the sides. The seat, on the other hand, is also made of poliamyde and displays an embroidered pattern of roses on it. The blonde runs mindlessly, terrified for the vision of the flying ghost. She's so scared that she even gets out of the Funhouse skirtless. Once there men, women and children spot her, notice her state of skirtless-ness and proceed to laugh and mock her accordingly!

Now in the catwalk, ladies and gentlemen, we have our high-profile model Courageus Soul! She's sporting a tight pair of brown, womanly briefs. Please notice the dark brown color, which makes this set of underwear ideal for a ride through the Funhouse and a... well, 'digestive accident' happens to take place... Hahahaha!

Fortunately for Courageous Soul -and the onlookers! -no 'digestive accident' has occurred. What happens instead is that the blonde is finally snapped out of her primal scared trance, looks down... and notices she's not wearing her skirt anymore. With a high-pitched shriek she covers her underwear with both hands and runs away. Even when she gets to be far from the cameras she can be heard sobbing like a little girl, much different from the arrogant woman who entered into the Funhouse!

Once again the Funhouse has won. So has She Loser!


END OF THE PRANK

Epilogue of Prank No.4
 

It's always nice to see an arrogant individual meet their fair comeuppance, right?

Yes, I knew you'd agree with me. This was, in my opinion, one of the best pranks we pulled during She Loser's filming. The victim fitted perfectly into the scheme and... well, I guess I can say it now to you; after doing what she did to the Funhouse's staff she truly deserved what she got!

There was another difference with Courageous Soul. She ran away so fast that we could not reach to her and she missed the payment. While at first we were worried that this could bite us in the ass we then realized that there was no need to secure things with her. As noted, we did not take her skirt off ourselves; she did! She was not forcibly stripped, she just solved to do it.

Did you enjoy? Of course, but I'm sure that you want more. Tape 5 is waiting for us!


(to be continued soon)

Prank No.5; Ambushed (1/2)
 

We're seeing now a random street. It's early evening and a relaxed atmosphere owns the place. Everything looks peaceful and even boring. As our cameras cover the whole street we can see who's coming over and who's leaving. Of course, we can also see who's staying. For instance, we see a kid staying there and soon we recognize him; the lovely skirt-fishing, glue-pouring, wall-dropping and skirt-fixing young actor!

Look who's there! What's up, young rascal?

He's not alone; an elderly lady is standing next to him, holding her purse. We can see that she's an actress too; otherwise it would make zero sense why they're both smiling and winkling an eye to one of our cameras.

Teaming up with grandma? This could be interesting! But something is still missing, don't you think?

Soon another camera zooms into the end of the street. A lovely redhead in her 20's walks towards us. She wears black sweater and purple long skirt. She seems to be minding her own business; a rather dreamy expression is drawn on her beautiful young face.

Finally here's what was amiss! Namely... a victim! Hahahahaha!

Both the kid and the grannie spot her; they too have realized that the redhead is the one to be pranked now. When she's about 100 ft from them the game starts. The kid grabs Grandma's purse and runs with it. Grandma, meanwhile, puts her best impersonation of -old, let's face it- damsel in distress, requesting the aid of bystanders and faking a nervous breakdown.

What are you gonna do, girl? Will you be a heroine?

Seems like she will; the redhead soon spots our boy and proceed to run after him. She must be an atlethe of some sort, because she can run unusually fast in spite of her attire. Our boy tries his hardest and runs towards a narrow alley between two story buildings. The young woman has not skipped this detail and directs herself towards that place as well

C'mon, Heroine! You can catch that rascal! Hahahaha!

Finally the boy sneaks into the alley. We've got cameras there as well. He's breathing heavy, buth smiling; inside the alley there's a group of tough-looking punk girls that welcome him. They all wait for Heroine while barely being able to supress their laughter.

It seems that our Heroine is getting a welcome party! Or isn't she? We'll find out after this commercial break in... She Loser!


(to be continued soon)

I can't wait to get a good look at her briefs!

Prank No.5; Ambushed (2/2)
 

We're back on She Loser! Let's remember... we had a theft, a boy and a Heroine running after him, and... wait! We'll see right now!

Heroine leaps into the alley. At first she doesn't notice her surroundings and quickly grabs the boy's arm. She's probably thinking in the kind of reward she'll get for her heroic efforts and maybe not so much in the moral angle of the situation. Heroine is smiling and starts dragging the now screaming boy when suddenly a hand grabs her shoulder. She turns around and for the first time notices who's in the alley with them. Upon noticing the appearance of those girls Heroine seems to experience fear. The boy shakes loose from Heroine's grip.

Uh, oh... You're not so brave now, right? Hahahaha! Heroine is a chickensh...!

The punk girl holding her by her shoulder looks anything but friendly. She asks Heroine how come she dares to treat a boy like that, and lectures her about how she should be ashamed of herself. Heroine tries to explain the situation to the punk girls, but they're quite dismissive. The boy, meanwhile, proceeds to cry dramatically, arguing that the purse is his mom's. Although she shouldn't have done that, Heroine rolls her eyes in disbelief. We all know why and we understand her, but doing so she's coming across as arrogant.

Watch it, Heroine! You're asking for trouble!

Seeing how the punk girls surround her with hostile gazes lets Heroine know that she has pretty much screwed it. Actually, it's just that the girls are excellent actresses that, in this right moment, want to convey dread. And they truly look dreadful; Heroine has started to shiver!

Be afraid, Heroine... Be really afraid... Hahahaha!

Indeed she is! She suddenly turns around and prepares to flee, but one of the punk girls quickly blocks her way out. Heroine then tries to sneak her way out between two of the girls, only to get shoved back to the center of the circle the girls have created around her. The boy is watching the whole scene amused, and laughs at Heroine's demise.

From winner to loser in a matter of seconds. You've lost it, Heroine! Hahahaha!

The girls thrown all kind of accusations against Heroine. Most of them inquire about her not feeling ashamed about chasing down and beating a young boy. Heroine has her face red right now, because she's screaming that she's done nothing wrong and that the kid is a pathological liar. She feels wronged.

You look so pretty when you're angry, dear... Hahahaha!

Finally, the game is over. One of the punk girls has put and end to it when she has suggested that Heroine needs to be taught a lesson. And since she doesn't feel remorse or shame for her actions they'll have to find a way so she can experience some. Then, another of the punk girls proposes a way that scares the hell out of Heroine; she proposes taking Heroine's skirt off!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Yes, everyone is laughing. Well, not everyone; Heroine certainly isn't, for obvious reasons. After letting go a very Hollywood-like 'NOOOO!!' she tries once again to escape. Yet once again she's shoved back to the center. The punk girls close the distance more and more, while a frightened Heroine slowly walks backwards until... oops! Her bum and her back hit the wall made of red bricks. She has no escape. As a last resource Heroine solves to adopt an aggressive and defiant demeanor, warning the girls that if they dare to even touch her skirt they'll get their asses kicked. Such a threat is welcomed with a fit of laughter from the punk girls. Now the cornered Heroine seems to feel hopeless and starts to cuddle up.

Oh, that's not exactly heroic behavior, Heroine... Hahahaha!

In fact, she has started to groan in panic. The punk girls pounce on her. At first Heroine keeps a firm grip on her skirt as the girls try to pull it off. But of course it doesn't last long. Heroine gets her skirt pulled down to her ankles and, before she can even bend over to pull it back the girls raise her feet in the air. Then, they pull the skirt off of her feet! To add insult to the injury, the girls throw the skirt at the boy, who grabs it while laughing ruthlessly at Heroine's distress. He points his finger at Heroine's underwear while laughing; she's wearing black see-thru pantyhose, under which a pair of white briefs can be seen. The front part is made of elaborated lace.

Our Heroine has a soft, tender... flowerly spot! Hahahaha!

As her cheeks start to become as red as her hair she places her hands on her crotch, trying to cover her underwear. But then another punk girl grabs her by the shoulders, forces her to turn around and shoves her against the wall. Heroine uses her arms to soften the impact, and she's unhamed. But now we get to see her bum; the seat of her white panties is made of snug-fitting silk.

They say that only good girls wear white panties, Heroine. Hence your predisposition to altruism, maybe? Hahahaha!

The laughter of everyone involved seems to hit Heroine like a painful shot; her body stiffens and quickly places her hands on her huge buttocks in order to cover her underwear. This time she doesn't even dare to turn around; she's just too humiliated. Finally, Heroine places one of her hands on her crotch while keeping the other on her ass. Then, with a lowered head and a crushed ego, she walks out of the alley in short steps.

And that, Ladies and Gentlemen, is a poor man's Heroine for you! Hahahahaha!


END OF PRANK

Epilogue Prank No.5
 

So... did you enjoy this one?

I confess being somewhat conflicted about this prank; it's possible that deep down she just wanted to make a good deed. And look what she got in return.

Well, there's a saying that goes like this; 'No good deed goes unpunished'. Maybe the guy who formulated that didn't exactly have in mind what happened to Heroine, but... hey! If it helps to make your conscience to shut up I welcome it. Of course, the sight of Heroine's big ass in pantyhose helps to tip the scale towards the 'worth it' territory.

We managed to catch up with Heroine after she walked two squares. Did she accept the payment? Yes, she did, but not before we had to deal with a shitstorm from her. She got real mad, yelling about objetification of women's bodies and such. When one of our staff members told her that she should not complain because 'she got nice cash and at least she had underwear on' Heroine b*tch-slapped him so hard that even at the end of the day you could see her fingers printed on that side of his face...

You think that the prank number 5 was cruel? Well, tape 6 is right over there...


(to be continued soon)

I'm glad you like it! As you've noticed already, I have a huge fetish for women's briefs and that's what this "show" is about. However, I've written other stories in the past depicting women having their bras exposed. Have you checked 'Remote Mischief'? You may like it ;);

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