Agree to play Volleyball

“Hey guys, I´m back! And I found a new player!

The blonde walks towards the field and you trail closely behind her. You have been using her body as cover for most of the journey, but that ends here. She steps away and points at you. With your arms folded over your chest, you coyly smile at the other players.

There are four guys on the other side of the net, each muscular and quite handsome. Besides the blonde, there are two twin brunettes on your side and another girl sitting on the sidelines and rubbing her ankle, she must have been the one that got hurt.

Everyone is staring at the new girl. Their jaws are on the floor, the boys are smiling, and the twins are glaring. You feel your cheeks begin to burn something fierce.

“Welcome aboard girl, glad to see you! Hell´s week is a real bitch, huh?”

“I´m not a p-pledge, actually. Someone stole my clothes.”

“Yep, and she agreed to play if we gave her something to cover up afterward, so game on!”

“I hope you know what you are doing Tina,” one of the twins' whispers to the blonde. “You know what´s at stake here.”

“Relax, this is better than playing with one girl down, right?”

“We´ll see.”

The game begins anew when Tina throws the plastic ball towards the other side of the net. The boys' movement is sluggish. As she suspected, they direct most of their attention to the naked woman in the field.

You stand in a corner with your intimates tightly grasped by your hands, you barely move, and you do not attempt to hit the ball. It´s almost like you aren´t there.

The game was a draw when you arrived, but now the women team is down by 2 points. The twins soon corner you. “Girl, If you don´t start moving that ass, I swear I´m going to bury you in a hole and fill it with rabid crabs!”

“…crabs can´t get rabies.”

“Then I´ll fill it with poison ivy! Just start fucking playing!” With the threat of bizarre **** looming over your head, you start moving. You still don´t remove your hands from your privates, but you track the ball around the field. You see it moving overhead, it slowly descends in front of your face, and it lands on your feet. Point for the boys.

One of the twins yanks you by the hair. “Girl, move your hands, or my fists will give you a proper demonstration of how to serve!”

“Please do. I haven't played Volleyball in years!”

“She is going to punch you. My sister says that she is going to punch you.”

“I thought that I was pretty clear. You know? Fist? Serve?”

Yikes. Slowly and awkwardly, you move your hands away from your privates and start playing the game properly. The boys are now really distracted, their eyes are practically drilling holes into your skin, so you try to look away from them and focus on the ball instead.

Your breasts bounce annoyingly as you run and jump to hit the ball, sweat flowing down your forehead. The boys' lead is narrowing. You slide in the floor to prevent the ball from touching down, sand rubbing all across your skin. You are now tied, next is match point.

You begin to hear cheers all around you and notice that your match attracted a small crowd. Everyone is staring at the star player …you! Oh no, so many people! Your legs begin to tremble, and you instinctually crouch to cover yourself. The ball hits the sand in front of you. Your team loses.

“Fucking dammit!” Yells one of the twins.

“Hell yeah!” One of the boys, a tall blonde, celebrates. “You know what this means, right girls?”

“No fair,” complains the other twin. “We only lost because of this bitch!”

“Now, now. A bet is a bet. Let´s go back to the dorm, I believe you gals owe us a dare, and your new friend just gave us a couple of great ideas on how you can pay out.” The boys share a laugh. The twins complain and whine, but ultimately they accept their defeat. The group starts heading back, the boys happy and upbeat, and the girls looking sad and worried.

“W-wait,” you grab Tina´s arms. “Sorry about the game, but the deal was that if I played I would get something to cover up. So, can you give me something?”

“…fine. A deal is a deal.” The blonde picks up two brightly colored inflatable tubes and puts them on you, one around your waist and the other on your chest. They fit snugly on your body.

Well, not what you expected, and you still look kind of weird, but you can´t deny that your intimates are covered.

“Oh hell, no,” says one of the twins. “Why are you helping her? She is the reason we lost! We should tie her up to the volleyball court, see how much she likes it!”

“Calm down Jackie. You take these bets way too seriously,” the blonde tells the twin. “Anyway, you should go before my friend here decides to drag you along with us,” she whispers to you.

So, you waddle away, mixed feelings stirring on your belly. On one hand, you are now technically decent! Or at least covered enough to make the rest of your scavenger hunt more bearable. People still give you weird looks, but they don´t linger like when they were staring at your naked bum.

On the other hand, that was an experience you´d rather forget. To think everyone saw your… well, now that you are decent once more, you can put it behind you… “Oh come on!” you yell. The tubes, they are getting smaller by the minute. They are deflating! “How-”

You spot the twins giggling from the entrance of the campus. One of them spins a big nail on her fingers. Those bitches!

“Look a naked woman!”

“That´s a nice rack!”

“Yeah, show 'em! Girl power!”

“Eep!” The tubes have now completely fallen off your body, giving the nearby beachgoers a close look at your privates. There isn´t even a point in picking them up. You cover up with your hands and run away to plan your next move.