A council uniform

"I propose a new presidential uniform!" Cassie jumped up and said with a laugh. This wasn't new by any means. Nearly 2 years ago they had gotten into an argument at home when Cassie was caught by Courtney drinking out of a bottle of orange juice that they were supposed to share. Sometime into the fight Courtney had shouted, "I'm cant drink that after you've been slobbering in it like some kind of damn dog!" Cassie took particular offense to this insult because she was terrified of dogs. She was even angrier when Courtney told their parents, and Cassie lost her allowance for the week. The next council meeting she appeared with a collar in hand and proposed Courtney's new presidential uniform be the dog collar. The first time she got angry, and dismissed Cassie from the meeting.

She was surprised when the next week the same proposal was made. Every week. Eventually everyone knew the story, and it just became a joke among the student council. Over time it had become more colorful as Cassie tried to keep it fresh and funny, proposing that only the collar was the uniform, or bringing a leash once or twice.

Now she stood there with a black leather collar with studded spikes and even a personalized heart shaped name tag in pink that read, Courtney; President of the Student Body. It had been upgraded several times through the years. This is how it was generally handled from here.

"We do not have time to handle frivolous proposals, so I summarily dismiss the proposal outright."

At this point Cassie, having had her laugh would pack her prop in her bag and the meeting would carry on, but this time Cassie did not pack it up.

"You just said we were finished with the days docket, Mr. Secretary, how much time is left to submit proposals?" Cassie was beaming.

"20 minutes Madame Treasurer." the tall lanky dark haired man replied.

"Excellent! I resubmit my proposal for the new presidential uniform! Unless you don't trust the student committee." Courtney said.

Courtney rolled her eyes so hard that she could read her own thoughts. Was Cassie really doing this? Dads opinion was that anything goes as expense for the joke. Some of the stories he had from college were quite out of left field. Courtney never saw nudity as sexual. She didn't really see anything as sexual. She just wasn't really into the idea of male or female companionship, so she likewise couldn't imagine anyone would sexualize her. If it was just a matter of humiliation, then fuck it.

"Motion proposed by the treasurer, all in favor?" Eyes went wide. Cassie's more than anyone. Hands began to rise. Surprisingly more female than male. They were all giggling. The boys just shuffled their feet and bid time to pass the awkwardness.

"Mr. secretary, have you tallied the votes?"

"Yes Madam President."

"All opposed?"

Another wave of hands.

"All votes tallied Madam President."

"And the total?" Courtney asked the blushing boy.