A normal charity run

Everyone had been gathering around at the stands in preparation for the 4th annual NudeForFood charity event run.

To raise awareness for people suffering in third world countries, the sponsors had decided 4 years ago to organise a woman's running event where, in order to instill the participants with gratitude for what they had, they made them run nude. This helped to set an example of how some people in war-torn, poverty-ridden countries couldn't even afford clothes much less food. To literally "run a mile in their shoes" and remember the good they're doing in changing those people's lives.

The first run was an instant hit, gathering the attention of thousands of viewers and racking up a few millions in donations. Each year raked in more money, which made the event more popular, satisfied more people, and helped more of those in need. Truly, a win for everyone.

Now, the 4th run had begun. It was a cool Tuesday afternoon as cameras were set up to record the events livestreamed to viewers at home and the stands were packed to the brim.

Behind the starting line, the women were getting ready. Some were taking huge swigs of water from plastic bottles, others were making sure their shoes were tied, and some were even bouncing on their feet, ready to run at the starting gun.

The run this time was a lap around the entire city, allowing the girls to see the sights of the city and allowing the men in the audience to see other desirable sights.

1 minute to go, the women were now stepping up to their marked starting lines, getting ready with bated breath.

"And... Go!" The blank in the starting gun was fired as the gates opened. Thousands cheered in happiness and whooped as they saw 20 nude girls start to run, watching their fat breasts and asses clap, wobble, and jiggle with each step.