Keely is interviewed

"Umm...do you think I could have something to eat?"

Keely was hanging back in the wings of the TV studio, waiting for the host to introduce her. After all of her remote interviews, they had changed her into a short-sleeved t-shirt and shorts for her live TV appearance; viewership was always greater whenever the female guest bared her limbs. Clearly intent on punishing Keely for her morning antics, she wasn't given any privacy to change, which led to a number of surprised looks when it emerged that Keely was going commando. She hadn't been given a chance to catch her breath, or to slink off to the toilet, either.

"It's nearly lunchtime, Miss Hodgkinson, I'm sure you can hang on until then," the producer told the twitching girl. Keely would usually have pressed the issue, but having been naked in front of them all a few minutes previously, the blonde girl felt that she had lost all her authority. She rubbed her thighs together; both as a reaction to the cool air blowing up her shorts, and to alleviate the pressure on her bladder.

The VT rolled, and Keely walked onto the set. As she sat down on the sofa, she felt her bladder's substantial contents sloshing around, and adopted a pose that didn't make it look like she was about to wet herself.

A blush played across her cheeks as the stage hand brushed her boobs through the thin material of her polo shirt in the process of fixing her microphone, stifling a chuckle as he heard her stomach rumble.

A quick check that her shorts weren't exposing her crotch to the camera; and then it was time for the interview to begin.

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As the host signed off the show, Keely's buttocks were brushing the sofa cushions, wanting to leave as soon as possible. The second the cameras stopped rolling, the Olympian evacuated the set to seek a bathroom, her blonde hair flying as she turned her head.

To the great amusement of the production team, the Brit was taken to the nearest bathroom, although a waddle was the fastest she could manage while keeping her thighs slammed together.

Keely reached for the handle of the bathroom...only for the stage hand to block her path.

"What are you doing? Get out of the way!" Keely squirmed.

"Maybe it would be better if I looked after your clothes," he grinned.

"What?! No, you perv! Move, I'm bursting!"

"Wet yourself, for all I care," he shrugged, amused by the desperation of the attractive blonde.

"Fine!"

Keely would NEVER live down wetting herself as an adult, so reluctantly slipped out of her clothes. She sensed the stage hand admiring her bare ass as she locked the door.

The blonde girl tried not to think how disgusting it was to be bare-footed in a bathroom, and blushed even deeper when she saw her nude reflection in the mirror.

After finishing up, Keely cracked open the door and was relieved to see him waiting for her; it would have been just her luck if she'd been stranded naked again!

While the Brit would have liked to dress in the privacy of the bathroom, he made her step out into the corridor, and handed over her clothes, one garment at a time.

She placed her bare feet into her shorts and pulled them up to her waist. But her t-shirt was not forthcoming. Instead she hastily slipped into and tied her shoes, aware of him staring at her breasts.

The Brit cupped her boobs while she glowered at him as he admired her toned-stomach and muscular arms. It was only when they heard approaching footsteps that he handed over Keely's t-shirt; the Olympian was convinced that he'd been weighing up whether to kiss and fondle her.

Deliberately avoiding eye contact, the braless girl left as soon as possible, and returned to her accommodation. Her arms soon began to ache, but she was **** to remove them from their current task of stopping her breasts from bouncing around.

A few wolf whistles were directed her way as she walked through the Village; word of her morning exploits had clearly spread.

Even though her stomach was growling, Keely hadn't yet plucked up the courage to go to the Village food hall.

She brushed off any questions she got from her teammates on her return to Team GB house, and only let her emotions spill out when she was safely locked inside her room.

Discarding her clothes, Keely collapsed into the shower, trying and failing to wash away her memories and shame from the previous few hours.