**Chapter 1: An Invitation to Dinner**

Emma had just finished a long day at work, her mind still reeling from the intricacies of the new project they were working on. As she was packing up her things, her coworker, John, approached her with a friendly smile. "Hey Emma, we're having a little get-together at my place tonight and I thought it would be great if you could join us," he said, his tone casual and inviting. Emma was taken aback, but also pleased that she had been included. She didn't often socialize with her coworkers outside of work, but she enjoyed John's company and thought it would be a nice opportunity to get to know him better. "That sounds like fun," she replied, "what time should I come over?" "How about 8 pm?" John suggested. "We'll just be having a few guys from the office, just a low-key dinner." Emma agreed and made her way to John's house, arriving a few minutes late. As she entered, she was greeted by the sound of laughter and the smell of food cooking in the kitchen. John welcomed her warmly and introduced her to the other guests: Mike, Tom, and Alex. The evening began with a pleasant dinner conversation, discussing everything from work projects to their personal lives. Emma felt at ease, enjoying the camaraderie and the chance to bond with her coworkers in a more relaxed setting. However, as the night wore on and the wine flowed, the conversation began to take a slightly different tone. Emma noticed that the men seemed to be getting more boisterous, their jokes raunchier and their gazes more lingering on her. But she didn't think much of it, assuming she was just being paranoid. It wasn't until Mike playfully pinched her on the arm and said, "Go get us some beers, Emma," that she began to feel a bit out of place. She got up to fetch the beers, thinking that she was being helpful. But as she returned with the drinks, Tom made a comment about her being a "great teammate" and pinched her on the butt. Emma didn't react, assuming it was just a friendly gesture. She continued to chat with the group, laughing and joking along with them. It was then that Alex pulled out a small, tight dress from behind the couch and said, "Hey Emma, I think this would look great on you. Want to try it on?" Emma, oblivious to any potential issues, politely accepted the offer. The men began to cheer and whistle, urging her to try it on in front of them. Emma, still not picking up on any red flags, agreed, and began to strip off her long skirt. The room fell silent, except for the sound of hooting and hollering from the men. They began to make comments about her body, telling her how great she looked. Emma, still naive, smiled and continued to undress. As she reached for her underwear, Alex said, "Oh, don't bother with those, the dress doesn't require any." Emma, trusting her coworkers, stripped off her underwear as well. The men erupted into cheers and catcalls, their eyes fixed on Emma's body. She stood there, frozen, unsure of what to do next.