A birthday surprise

Katniss sat down on the edge of her bed, head in her hands.

She didn't know how much longer she could keep this up. Katniss was running out of excuses to not have sex with her dates. If she didn't bail out of the venue early, she would make up lies when they were back in her apartment; she was too tired, she wasn't feeling well...

Most of her dates were of similar ages to herself and on the whole enjoyed her conversations with who she had to admit were quite attractive men (and sometimes women).

But nothing they could say or do would make her humiliate herself further on live TV. To her annoyance, the Capitol's interest in her seemed only to be increasing with every failed date.

Exhausted from another day of public exposure, Katniss snuggled under the covers, relishing the only time of the day she was able to cover up.

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Katniss was woken the next morning by somebody calling her name.

She sat up groggily, holding the sheet to her chest with one hand as she rubbed her eyes with the other.

Katniss froze, all colour draining from her face.

She was surrounded by cameras. Capitol TV had quietly set up in her bedroom and Caesar Flickerman was sat on the edge of her bed, smiling at her and pointing a microphone towards her.

"Good morning, Katniss," Caesar repeated.

"C-Caesar!" Katniss exclaimed, trying not to panic and remembering that she was supposed to be the sort of person who wouldn't be bothered by a live broadcast while she was fast asleep and stark naked. "What a surprise!"

"I notice you're still sleeping alone," Caesar began. "Still not found 'the one?'"

"Oh, Caesar," Katniss laughed, squirming awkwardly under the covers, "there's so many great guys in the Capitol, it's such a hard choice to make!"

"Well, we will all be here when you do."

Katniss shuddered. Like I need reminding, she thought.

"But that's not why we're here," Caesar continued. "Katniss. Happy birthday!"

Katniss jumped as music started playing and confetti cannons were set off. As she brushed confetti out of her dark hair, a present was pushed into her hands. To open it, she had to let go of her sheet, which came to a rest just above her waist, exposing her breasts once again to the cameras. Katniss read the tag and felt her stomach drop as she ripped off the paper even as she hitched a look of joy onto her face.

Happy birthday Miss Everdeen. A grown woman on the outside, a frigid child within. President Coriolanus Snow

It was a book.

Sex for beginners: the top 10 tips for Capitol teenagers. Only President Snow would buy her something so embarrassing.

"Wow, thank you!" Katniss beamed. We don't have this sort of thing out in District 12, this will be really helpful!"

Katniss was still half-asleep and wanted the cameras gone as quickly as possible, so climbed out of bed and followed Caesar into the kitchen, were a large cake was waiting for her. Fighting off a shiver, the naked girl stood awkwardly as they all sang to her. Katniss blew out her candles, cut the cake and handed it around. Caesar signed off and it was over. The moment they were gone, Katniss ran back to her bed and dived back under the covers.

Katniss always loved her birthdays. They were supposed to be fun, not humiliating! As she lay there, Katniss absentmindedly slipped one hand inside herself. Oh, it had been too long. Already she felt her body racing towards an orgasm.

The TV switched on and Katniss' hand shot out of her as she appeared on screen. The naked, aroused girl threw the bed sheet at the TV and screamed.

"I fucking hate you!" Katniss bawled, even though she knew the cameras were no longer recording. "What the fuck have I done to deserve this! You can't fucking treat people like this! You're a fucking pervert, Snow! You want me to be a virgin, well guess what? I'll be a fucking...virgin..."

Her voice broke at the last word. She sank to the floor, all the anger suddenly gone from her. Burying her face in her hands, Katniss began to sob.

She was no longer the symbol of the resistance. She was just a naked little girl. President Snow would never stop humiliating her. She would never wear clothes again...she would never cum again...

Katniss curled into a tiny ball on the floor, wishing for the first time, that she hadn't volunteered for Prim.

It's not fair! She gets to live a normal life! I'll be stuck here forever!

Another voice chastised her. You don't mean that! Prim would have died! You sacrificed your freedom so that she could live!

But as Katniss cried herself back to sleep on the cold, hard floor, she didn't know which voice was right...