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One rainy Saturday afternoon several months after the destruction of Sorceress Ultimecia, Selphie lay on her bed in her dorm room. She was feeling extremely restless and quite bored, so she decided to get up and search for Irvine.
She finally located him in his dormitory room where he was sitting and talking with Zell, Squall and Rinoa. Stepping into the room through the open door, she greeted everyone and, then turning to Rinoa, asked, “What are you doing here?” “Don’t you know women aren’t allowed in the men’s quarters?” Selphie was feeling quite jealous to discover Rinoa hanging around Irvine, even if she was with Squall.
Rinoa responded “That’s like the pot calling the kettle black, isn’t it?” Of course Rinoa was attempting to point out to Selphie that she too wasn’t allowed in the men’s quarters.
Selphie answered “Huh?” because she had never heard that expression before.
Hoping to forestall any further negative interaction between the two young women, Irvine quickly suggested to Selphie that they play Triple Triad. Selphie quickly agreed, because she considered herself to be one of the best players in the Garden, but in actuality she was only mediocre at best.
Selphie thought she had the first game well in hand, until Irvine played a Fujin/Raijin card on his last turn and performed a Same/Plus Combo, which turned over every card on the board. As Irvine leaned over to collect his spoils, which were all of Selphie’s cards because of the special rules they were playing under, Selphie burst into tears protesting “Irvy, don’t take all my good cards!”
Irvine paused and said, “If I don’t win something, there’s no point to playing the game, Sefie.”
“Huh?” Selphie replied.
Rinoa explained tartly “He means if he doesn’t take your cards, then you have to give him something else.”
Selphie looked up with her big green eyes and asked “Is that what you mean, Irvy?”
“Why sure, Sefie.”
"W-What is it you want?” the slightly blushing Selphie stammered.
Irvine appeared as if he were thinking intently for a moment and then answered “I’ll take one of your bracelets.”
Okay” Selphie responded while taking the bracelet off her left arm and handing it to Irvine. “But you have to give me a chance to win it back.”
“Of course” Irvine answered.
Squall, Zell and Rinoa suddenly developed a much keener interest in the game as they realized what Irvine was attempting to do and why he had suggested a game of Triple Triad to Selphie in the first place. Rinoa, in particular, was anxious to discover if Selphie was going to tumble to Irvine’s true intentions before it was too late to back down.
But apparently Selphie hadn’t figured it out as she lost the second game, just as she had the first game, to a Same/Plus Combo on Irvine’s last play and she had to sacrifice her last bracelet to Irvine.
Selphie was quickly defeated in three straight games and surrendered her necklace and both of her precious brown boots. Her short yellow dress and cotton panties were the only things separating her from total defeat and total nudity. Squall and Zell watched intently not making a sound as Rinoa sat and wondered if Selphie had a clue of what was coming and if she did, why she didn’t just cut her losses and quit the game.
“Ready, Selphie?” Irvine questioned.
Selphie silently nodded and Irvine explained, “I’ll go first.”
Selphie moaned aloud when Irvine won the next game handily.
Flashing a big grin at her, Irvine declared, “Give me your dress, Selphie.”
Rinoa inwardly smiled and waited in anticipation of Selphie’s decision, while Squall and Zell continued to watch intently.
"No, Irvine!” Selphie heatedly exclaimed, not quite believing that Irvine was serious.
“Then give me your panties” he responded.
“Okay” she acquiesced reluctantly, while thinking to herself “All right, I’ll play along with your silly game just one more time and then after that, I’ll refuse.”
Selphie stood up, turning her back to the four teenagers, and reached up beneath her yellow dress and pulled her panties down so quickly no one was able to catch even a glimpse of any part of Selphie’s nude body that lay beneath her dress.
Handing them to Irvine, she reseated herself on the floor. Irvine replied “Thank you kindly, m’lady” and proceeded to jam Selphie’s panties up to his nostrils and take a big sniff. “Ah” he declared, “It smells like springtime.”
“Irvine!” Rinoa embarrassedly protested, “Stop that!” “It’s gross.”
Turning to Rinoa, Irvine glibly responded “Are you suggesting my Selphie isn’t clean, Rinoa?”