Just eat it up.

You are absolutely mortified to be naked on a national live broadcast but you know running away is not an option. Sure, you can be a little dense sometimes, but you’re not stupid enough to mess with the Peacekeepers. If you get caught, you will probably be punished in an even more embarrassing way... and you don’t even want to think about it.

So there you are, one hand across your chest and the other down between your thighs, showing off your not-so-gorgeous naked body to the entire country. The snickering mockery of the surrounding “friends” doesn’t make it any better.

For a moment, you are relieved to be off-screen as Effie Trinkle, a woman from the Capitol, gives a lengthy speech about the significance of the Horny Games and how much glory it brings to the winning district. In fact, the speech goes on for too long that you get tired from tensing up so much.

Just when you drop your sore arms to the side to relax them for a brief second, the camera points at your naked body again. You quickly throw your arms back into place and tense back up, your face turning deep red in humiliation as the younger portion of the crowd roars into laughter. You just exposed your entire body - your itty bitty titties, your sacred womanhood, and every other bit of your flesh - to not only the townspeople but to the entire country! You feel hot tears welling up in your eyes as your self-confidence is shattered to pieces.

“Now, for the female tribute...”

You are so self-conscious about your naked body that you are not even looking when Effie Trinkle pulls out a strip of paper from the transparent bowl containing the names of all girls. Your chance of getting picked is barely there, anyway. You just turned 20, which means there is only one strip of paper with your name in the bowl. From the age of 20, girls must add their name each year until they give birth to their first child. Considering there are many other girls in-

“Cuntniss Everwet!”

This can’t be happening. Your face becomes pale as you hear your own name, the stupid name that you hate so much, is called out as the female tribute for this year’s Horny Games. Cheer and laughter fill the place as the camera zooms into your naked body.

“N-no, wait no! I don’t want to, wait, d-don’t! No, no, no!! Let me go! LET ME GO!!”

Before you can do anything, the mischievous boys grab onto your limbs and lift you high up into the air, spreading your arms and legs wide open so that all your bits are fully exposed with no hopes of covering up. You sob and plead them to stop as they march you around the crowd, giving everyone - including your own mother and boyfriend - a good view of your pathetic body before tossing you up onto the stage.

You crouch on the stage to cover yourself, only to be dragged up by Effie Trinkle. She takes your both wrists, holds them behind your back so that you cannot cover yourself, and forces you to stand in front of the mic.

“Please give a round of applause for the female tribute of District 12, Cuntniss Everwet!”

“Cuntniss Everwet! Cuntniss Everwet! Cuntniss Everwet!”

You burst into tears in deep humiliation, crying ugly as people chant your name. The name you hate so much, the name that makes you feel like this has been your fate all along. The name that makes you feel like this is just who you are - a sobbing, pathetic bitch, naked and humiliated in front of the world.

“Please, Ms. Everwet. Tell us how you feel right now.”