Allison resists temptation…. for a moment. (Skips ahead a few weeks)

Allison bit her lip and slid her clothes on gently. Tottering on stiff legs, the team captain felt as though her body was made of glass. Every breath that escaped her indicated the fire blazing within. Yet, through gritted teeth and a slowed pace, the blonde managed to scale the fence and hobble back to her friend’s house. Sami offered Allison the chance to stay over for the night but, due to her current dilemma, she refused. After everything she had done to the brunette, Allison didn’t want to add ‘masturbate in her bathroom’ to the list.

The athletic girl decided to set off towards her own home; however, her plans were short lived. Sami was gone, safe in her bed, but images of her danced around Allison. She thought about her friend’s giggle, her timid look and the intensity in her eyes when she wanted to win. The blonde could see Sami standing in front of her, clad in her underwear and moments away from leaving them behind. Allison only walked an additional two blocks before her mind surrendered.

Allison’s backpack fell onto the concrete. Her shorts and panties were next. Allison placed a hand over her mouth as her other hand dug in. She finished after a few strokes. The world settled back into place and the blonde began to realize her actions. She had just climaxed in the middle of the street, thinking about her best friend. The friend she had **** to run half-naked on the track. The small brunette who pinned her down and glared at her with hatred and passion. The one who told her that she would always be her friend.

What would Sami do if she saw her now?

Would she mock her, seeing the team captain in such a soiled and **** state? Would she run away from the lustful creature that the blonde had become? Could her friend ever accept her newfound feelings? Allison prayed that she would. She had an inkling that Sami might like her in this way as well. Allison thought back to a brief moment when Sami was dazed after having her face smushed between the team captain's breasts. The smaller girl was blushing more than Allison and she was still fully-clothed. There had to have been some thoughts of attraction swimming in Sami’s mind. Right?

Allison sighed and pulled her shorts back up, slightly embarrassed that she left herself bottomless for so long. She grimaced as her juices trailed down her thighs. They grazed the top of her socks and a few droplets would occasionally fling off onto the sidewalk. The athletic girl felt like she was leaving breadcrumbs: minute, barely-visible breadcrumbs. When Allison finally arrived at her house, she snuck up to her room and took a nice warm bath. She sat in the tub and relayed the night’s events and what she had planned for the team one more time.

Surprisingly, there was little to no news about the streaker from the previous night. Allison expected that the story would be on the front page with a press release from the principal but nothing official was ever broadcasted. The teachers looked calm. Security was laxed. The new day began same as the last day. The streaker had escaped the presumably watchful eye of the school staff with no trace of her identity.

There were rumours, most of which were started by the track team themselves, and Allison did overhear that some girl had turned all of the locker room showers on a few minutes before the streaker’s arrival but they were all inconclusive. Allison couldn’t even trust her own memory. Having a required school uniform meant that students needed to take note of the more intricate details to better recognize one another. However, the team captain didn’t take the time to do so as the naked girl ran on the track. She couldn’t. Was she blonde like her? How tall was she? Did she have curly hair? Allison was unable to answer any of these questions. Whoever the streaker was, she had fled back into normalcy; presumably, never to do anything as daring as that ever again.

This meant that bringing the team average up was the only way to secure a victory. The only problem Allison needed to solve was how to introduce her controversial training method.

The athletic girl kept experimenting, sneaking out once every couple of nights to test a new hypothesis. She developed a system to scout the area for onlookers and devised routes to escort herself off the track without getting caught. After securing the area, the fun would begin. She examined various physical and emotional stimuli. They ranged from the numbness one feels after having ice-packs rest on bare skin to the additional stress experienced when a chain link fence separates you from all of your clothes. Allison’s favorite experiments involved controlling her state of self-induced ecstasy. The blonde viewed her heightened awareness of her body during these trials was the key to her success.

Many of those tests required the team captain to play with herself before running. Allison considered that a bonus.

The blonde’s times improved. She had managed to shave her naked hundred meter run down to eleven seconds. Allison was enthralled. On this track, fear and lust had become her fuel. Sami, on the other hand, was less enthusiastic. The smaller girl always acted as the voice of reason. Her training was a lot tamer as well. The brunette would only strip down to her underwear, no matter how many times Allison pleaded to take more off for the experiment. Sometimes, Sami wouldn’t run at all. However, she always stayed to look out for Allison. She also stayed to look at Allison. Her eyes would trail up and down the athletic girl’s body, curious to see what her captain would do next. Allison loved putting on a show for her friend. She just wished that Sami would get more involved, in both the tests and her life.

Weeks passed and the team participated in their first county track meet for the semester. It was a small and leisurely event designed to welcome back recurring participants and introduce new ones. The results would not contribute to this year’s championship rankings. However, with pride for their school and themselves threatened, every contestant took the competition seriously. Allison and Sami both scored a second faster than their official records. Unfortunately, it did little to bring up the average and the team sauntered their way into third place.

Allison was sickened by how complacent her teammates looked. Most of them had been in competitions together for years. The blonde recalled back to when they had first started and the many times victory was just out of reach. Allison refused to believe that their passion had extinguished after it had pushed through countless upsets. She would not let that happen.

The next school day, Allison walked up to Sami in the locker room and whispered “It’s time.” While her friend wanted to protest, Allison’s glare convinced Sami to comply. The smaller girl called for everybody's attention as planned and asked that they all leave their cellphones in their lockers. Cell phones were permitted on the track but the team captain had the right to take them away at any time. The girls begrudgingly respected the demand, thinking that this was Allison’s punishment. The team got dressed and took to the track. The team captain looked around. No one was here and, barring a change in the schedule, no one else was going to be her for another twenty minutes. That would more than enough time to give her presentation.

Allison gulped. She could already feel herself start to turn red. The blonde did a few light stretches to warm up her body before she addressed her teammates.

“So, Third Place, huh?” Allison causally asked. The girls looked away, disappointed in themselves. The team captain calmly declared, “We can do better.”

“How? Even with your improvements, we’re still nowhere close to championship material!” Carly interjected as she waved her arms around in frustration.

“Then, we all need to improve together!” Allison retorted.

“How exactly do you intend on doing that?” Jane asked.

‘Well, here I go.’ The blonde took a deep breath and said, “Do you remember the streaker a little while ago? Sami and I timed her and she ran a hundred meters in nine seconds. World record worthy. Even if you add a second to count in the starting block, that’s still three seconds faster than any of our official records!”

“You don’t mean-” Jane couldn’t finish her sentence. Allison spat out her theory, “I’m saying that we could improve our times by replicating that girl’s circumstances as well as other possible humiliating situations!”

There was silence. Then, a few giggles. Finally, nearly the whole team bursted with laughter.

Allison knew and feared this would happen. The team captain remained calm, even though she would have to resort to drastic measures to prove her point. Speaking over the roar of her teammates, the blonde said, “I’m serious! I’m faster now because of this and I’ll show it to you!” In two swift motions, Allison was naked in front of her entire team.

There was silence once again. The girls shifted around nervously. Allison locked herself in a pose trying to be as confident as possible. However, she couldn’t turn her ears away from the whispers shared between her teammates.

“Oh my God, she’s lost it!”

“She’s showing us everything!”

“She’s shaved. Did she shave for this? Why did she shave for this?!?”

A clear voice broke through the sea of questions and insults. “Okay, Alli! This is ridiculous!” It was Heather.

The dark, tanned girl with curly auburn hair walked up to her naked team captain. Allison let her teammate have the stage for a bit. “You really didn’t think this through,” Heather started circling the blonde, “First off, if I was going to show off my naked rear to my teammates, I would have at least had the forethought of getting rid of my tan lines. Your skin is like day and night! Pasty pink is never really fashionable. Although, that darker shade does look good on your stiff nipples.” The girls laughed at the auburn one’s jokes. Heather prided herself on being not only a fast runner but also the official team comedian. She continued, “Now, I’ve got to ask you this: how are we supposed to run faster naked when we would need to hold our boobs in place? I know you're not as… let’s say ‘gifted’ as I am in that department but, without proper support, I bet it’s like jogging with water balloons! It’s like: Step. Boom! Step. Boom! Step. Boom!” The tanned girl paced back and forth, her arms cradling air as if her breasts were twice as big.

Every word cut deep into Allison but she stood her ground. The team captain turned to face Sami. The brunette had separated herself from the group of girls as she stared back at the blonde with concern. The nude girl gave a wink to her friend. It was time to set the trap. “Thank goodness your breasts aren’t as big as your ego, Heather! You’d be in real trouble then!” Allison replied.

The girls looked on at the spectacle that was about to unfold. Heather glared back at her captain, “What did you say?”

“I said that if you put in as much effort into running as you do spitting insults, you’d at least be able to tie with my previous records.” The blonde smirked.

“Oh, you’re asking for it, Alli-skank.” Heather muttered out as she cracked her knuckles.

“Wanna show how tough you are? Race me. One lap around the track. If I win, you’ve got to run a hundred meters naked.” Allison’s lips curled into a full smile.

Heather stood frozen for a second at the consequences of her captain’s challenge. However, she shook it off and asked, “What do I get out of it if you lose? You already have everything on display!”

For the first time in the this whole ordeal, Allison actually did have a response. She didn’t plan to lose. However, she needed something to entice her auburn teammate fast.

“If I lose,” Allison stated, “I’ll-