Paintball shooting range

Jim stops his car next a building bordering a fenced off field. On top of the building was a big plate with on it in big letter ‘PAINTBALL’.
“Oh my god.” Tiffany says ecstatically. “You’re gona let me shoot paint at you?”
“Actually, I am hoping the paint is gona be going your way.” Jim replies.
Tiffany looks incredulous at Jim and says, “Please, I’ve been playing call of duty for ages. Once I’m done with you your skin will be having 'all' the colors.”

Tiffany follows Jim inside. There someone guides them to some changing rooms where they can switch to some military-esque uniforms. One for boys and one for girls.
Tiffany holds the clothes she’s been given in front of her. They look alright. Then she sniffs them.
“Bwuah.” Tiffany revulses. “It stinks of paint.”
If she puts this over her clothes they’ll stink of paint as well. So Tiffany comes up with an idea. She takes off all her clothes, including her lingerie. Once she’s nude she puts on the uniform and folds her clothes neatly together.
In the changing booth there are also a couple lockers. The intention for them is to put in your valuable; wallet, phone, jewelry. Yet, they are large enough for a single person to put her clothes in.
“There.” Tiffany says. “Now my clothes are safe from getting stinked.”

When Tiffany gets out the changing room she sees Jim already waiting for her. The both of them then each receive a paintball gun, a canister with 100 paintballs and a face mask to keep their eyes safe from any misfired paintballs.
The owner of the range then gives them some instructions regarding safety and how a 1 vs 1 games is played. Then he leads them outside, to the shooting range itself. Tiffany finds herself on a grassy field full of obstacles. After a few more words, the owner tells them they have 30 minutes to play and then heads back inside.
“So, Tiff.” Jim says. “Ready to show me whose boss?”
“I guess.” Tiffany says. “But these clothes are a bit uncomfortable.”
“Uncomfortable how?” Jim asks a bit concerned.
“Did you even smell these uniforms? I didn’t want my clothes to contract this pains smell. So yeah, it’s kindof uncomfortable wearing this with nothing underneath.”
Jim is silent for a moment, letting Tiffany’s words sink in.
“Hang on.” He then says. “Are you naked underneath that camouflaged overall?”
Suddenly Tiffany realizes she was probably not supposed to undress in the changing rooms.
“I … uhm …” Then she hangs her head and blushes in shame. “… yes.”
Jim starts smiling and says, “Oh my god. That is so hot!”
Tiffany cocks her head and asks, “You really think so?”
Jim pulls Tiffany close to him. Close enough for her nipples to chafe against the inside of the uniform she is wearing.
“Tiff, you are the hottest girl I know.” Jim says.
Hearing her boyfriend declare her ‘the hottest’ gives Tiffany a confidence boost.
“Tell you what.” Tiffany says. “If you can win this game, maybe I’ll give you a little peak.”
“Dammit, Tiff.” Jim says. “You’re fully dressed, yet you’re already giving me a raging boner.”
“Good.” Tiffany says. “Cause if I win, I’m going to want to see that amazing rod.”
Then Tiffany turns around and hurries to her starting point.

When both players are in their starting positions, they put on their face masks. Jim holds up his hand showing three fingers. Then two, then one, and the game is on.