Arrival

Kristy soon made it to the starting location of the race. There were a good number of people out this year, all dressed in a wide variety of "outfits". A rainbow array of panties, bras, boxers, and tighty-whities made up the bulk of what people wore. As usual, no one appeared to have come naked, though there was one woman who was wearing a pair of panties with tape over her nipples. Kristy wondered where someone got the confidence to wear something like that, she was getting secondhand embarrassment just staring at her.

Searching through the crowd, Kristy began looking for the rest of her biking club. She made her way through the area trying to act as normal as she could in this very foreign environment. However, it seemed to be having an odd effect as people kept approaching her and complimenting her look.

“Wow, you look amazing!”

“Love the confidence!”

“We need more girls like you out here.”

It was a lot more attention than she was used to getting, but she wouldn’t deny that she was enjoying it. She’d even stop for pictures when people asked before continuing her search.

“Hey Kristy!” a familiar voice called out.

Looking over her shoulder Kristy saw one of the members of her club rushing over to her, Sara. A bright grin on her face, she was wearing what could only be described as a micro bikini, with slim strips of red fabric covering her nipples and pussy. Her areolas were peeking out behind the fabric on her chest, and her bottoms looked as though any sudden movements could end in a wardrobe malfunction. Her outfit did not surprise Kristy, as Sara was infamous for her show-offy spirit. Still as the head of the club she needed to give some discipline.

"What are you wearing?" Kristy demanded, a stern expression on her face.

"Ummm... It's clearly a bikini."

"I gave exact instructions on what to wear! We're supposed to keep things modest!" K

Kristy didn’t know if she felt comfortable standing next to Sara dressed like that. If people thought they were together they might assume she was an exhibitionist too.

"Oh, like you can talk," Sara rolled her eyes," did you just want us to wear those stupid bra and panty sets so you can hog all the spotlight?"

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Kristy had always wondered if Sara was an exhibitionist, but seeing her dressed like that officially confirmed it.

“It’s good to see you!” Sara exclaimed giving her friend a big hug, “I didn’t know if you’d show up. But now I can see now that you’ve got your head in the game.”

“Yeah…”

Sara stepped away from her friend, and gave her a once over, “I still can’t believe you came out here like this,” her expression read with shock.

“It’s not that bad…” Kristy shrugged, trying to underplay her exposure “I mean it’s barely different from how I dress at the beach.”

“Really?!” Sara shot her friend a scandalous look, “you’ll need to tell me about that later.~”

Kristy hated that her friend was focusing on her body so much. It was just a bra and panties, get over it!

Sara continued, “It’s just… I can’t believe you of all people would actually come outside naked!” she squealed in joy.

A stern expression took to Kristy’s face, “What are you walking about? I’m not naked.”

She had avoided looking down at herself since she had left home, so as to not feel too self-conscious. But, looking down at her body now she was greeted by the sight of her pink nipples and unshaven pussy. Her entire body went stiff.

How long has she been like this?! When did she lose her underwear?!

Then it all made sense. The compliments. The staring. They had seen everything! Suddenly, it dawned on her that she let people take her picture! Her naked body was now on someone else’s camera!

Just then a voice rang out over a speaker, “Will all racers take their place along the starting line! The race will begin in a few minutes!”

“That looks like our cue,” Sara smiled at the stunned Kristy. Grabbing her arm, she began to pull her naked friend along after her, “Come on, let's take our places.”