A race against the train

Zendaya and Anya fidgeted with nervous anticipation in the train carriage as it rumbled along the tracks.

They were joined by the camera crew, a few curious members of the public...and a blushing Millie Bobby Brown, who would have been naked if not for the large, white t-shirt she was wearing down to her knees that hung loosely on her small frame. She cringed as her bare feet squeaked on the smooth floor of the carriage. Why did she agree to this?

"I'm sure you're wondering where we are taking you," Millie smiled. "There's a quirk of this train line; two of the stations are so close together that it is possible to get off at one station, run to the next, and get back onto the same train. Today, you two won't be racing each other; you'll be racing the train.

"Now, neither of you are professional sprinters, so to make you more lightweight, and cut down on that nasty wind resistance, we thought it'd be better if you take off all of your clothes."

"Can we at least keep our shoes on?" Zendaya squeaked, thinking about how her feet would get cut to shreds if they were bare.

"Don't be silly, Daya," Millie laughed. "You'd look ridiculous in just your shoes! No, to complete this challenge, you'll have to strip completely naked."

As the two older girls shivered inside their clothes, Millie was handed a coin.

"So, who wants to go first? No volunteers? OK, Anya, you'll be boobs, and Zendaya, you'll be buttocks."

Confused, the duo saw that the traditional sides of a coin had been modified. Anya's breasts had replaced the head, while an engraving of Zendaya's butt had taken the place of the tails.

Millie cringed as her bare toes brushed against Anya's and Zendaya's shoes, and she made sure that her t-shirt didn't expose anything while she crouched down to pick up the coin.

"Anya, looks like you'll be first!"

Her face had turned from red to pale. She stepped in front of the doors, shaking.

"Now might be a good time to start stripping," Millie encouraged her. "You're not going to want to waste any time once the doors open."

The blonde girl had hoped to stay clothed as long as possible, but seeing sense in Millie's reasoning, she began to remove her clothes. The young Brit held out her arms to accept Anya's discarded garments, silently happy that she was no longer the person with the least amount of clothes on in the carriage.

While everyone else was staring at the nude actress, Zendaya was politely looking away. Each girl knew just how much the other hated being seen naked, and didn't want to be one more person embarrassing Anya.

As the train began to slow, a horrible thought crossed Anya's mind.

"What if I don't make it?" she squeaked. "How will I get my clothes back?"

"I wondered when you'd figure that one out," Mille smirked. "You either make it to the next station before the train leaves...or you keep wearing your birthday suit and find your own way back to the house."

"What?!"

Anya barely had time to process this new information before the train stopped, the doors opened, and she was shoved onto the platform.