Black History Month with Team GB

As part of Black History Month, ENF TV decided to celebrate the excellence of black women the world over; or more specifically, their bodies.

With the world of track and field reaching a larger audience thanks to the involvement of the ENF TV cameras, it was only a matter of time before they organised an event to celebrate the black excellence of Britain's female athletes.

The show was only announced after the event, resulting in several pairs of red cheeks whose owners found themselves unexpectedly nude...

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"Hi guys, welcome back to the channel!"

Laviai Neilsen, wrapped in a fluffy white robe, waved at the camera. Her twin sister Lina, similarly dressed, leaned in.

"We've got an awesome day planned; we've been invited along to a special event celebrating black excellence for Black History Month, as we're here with some of our friends. Say hello, guys!"

Laviai turned the camera to show that they were in a dressing room, with many of their British track & field team mates lounging around, or having their hair and makeup worked on. The sounds of a running shower, hinted at someone else out of shot.

Dina Asher-Smith was sitting in front of a mirror as a team worked on her dark hair and makeup, the white robe starkly contrasting with her black skin.

Jazmin Sawyers, Morgan Lake and Katarina Johnson-Thompson were lounging around in small towels, all three of them trying to tug their coverings further down their thighs while still keeping their breasts contained.

"Laviai!" Revee Walcott-Nolan gasped, hastily closing her robe as she slipped into the chair next to Dina. "Don't point that at me when I'm naked!"

Laughing at their friend's embarrassment, the twins asked the two girls undergoing a makeover about their heritage, how proud they felt representing their country as black women, and what difficulties they had faced in their careers because of their gender and skin colour.

"Oh, those showers are so good!"

An American accent loudly declared as Nicole Yeargin exited the bathroom, drying her wet hair with a towel as her still damp, naked body glistened under the lights.

By the time she realised that she was on camera, it was too late.

Nicole screamed and snatched up a robe, but the camera had already captured everything.

"You could have told me that you were filming this, guys!" she blushed, awkwardly clutching the garment to her torso as she dropped into an empty chair.

As they got ready, clips of their career highlights flashed up: Morgan contorting her lithe body over a high jump bar; Kat and Jaz launching themselves into a sandpit; Dina crouched down in her blocks before a sprint; Lina, Laivai, and Nicole exchanging and baton in a relay; and Revee jostling for position as she raced around the track. No matter the activity, they were all dressed in a tight crop top and pair of pants that barely contained their shapely buttocks and left little to the imagination.

One by one, the girls were prepped. No more boobs were flashed, and they all carefully kept their thighs closed in anticipation of Lina's sneaky camera work.

By the time they were finished, each of them were dressed in identical white robes (and nothing else), their makeup was flawless, and their hair immaculate.

They were left to wonder...what next? Their regular clothes were strewn around the dressing room, but they assumed they'd be provided with something more fancy to wear; why go through all this work if they were just going to end up back in jeans and a t-shirt?

As Kat was suggesting whether they should call someone, there was a knock at the door. It was lucky none of them were naked; the door was immediately opened.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, girls," a man said, smiling at the collection of half-naked, athletic women in front of him. "If you'd like to follow me."

"Err...can't we get dressed here?" Jaz asked. "We're err...sort of...naked...underneath this..."

Lina pointed the camera at her bare feet and wiggled her toes playfully, while also capturing the seven other pairs of bare feet in the room.

"Don't worry, Jaz, you'll be fine," he smiled, leaving them **** but to follow.

A series of gasps could be heard as the girls stepped off the soft carpet and onto the cold floor of the corridor.

The twins filmed everything: Revee and Nicole projecting an air of confidence, whereas Dina and Morgan fidgeted nervously with their robes.

The girls were soon being led into a large photography studio, which was somehow even colder.

"If you want to hand over your robes, we can get started."