Chrissy has to eat her words

Chrissy stared dumbfounded as she watched the white sphere roll away from the remaining cup in front of Zoe. She had lost. When she first uttered the terms of the bet she was certain that she’d be standing in Mark’s shoes. Fully clothed and about to watch the other upperclassman streak past the bonfire. But instead she’d gone 0-2. Chrissy Templeton. Future Head Cheerleader and Queen Bee of Heathrow (at least in her own mind) was about to be more exposed than she’d ever been before.

Mark could barely contain himself as he watched Zoe celebrate her win. The small girl jumped up and down screaming her head off. And while not the most well endowed her tits still jiggled tantalizingly as she did.

He decided to refrain from teasing Chrissy while she was down. The other two girls didn’t.

“So freshman how’s it feel?” Zoe asked as she started to get redressed. Mark noted that she had chosen to again where the bright orange thong from their first match.

“Admittedly not great.” Chrissy said. One arm was draped over her tits. The other had found it’s way back to between her legs.

“Hope you’re not getting shy again.” Teased Anna “cause a whole lot of Seniors are about to see the wonderful ass of yours. I’m sure they’d love to see those tits of yours too.”

“You two are streaking too don’t forget!” The braided hair girl shot back.

“True but you said it yourself,” Zoe said as she pulled her shirt back on “why would anyone be looking at us when there’s your perfect cheerleader body to ogle?”

Chrissy was on the verge of going bright read in the face. When Zoe passed her back her clothes.

“Really?” Chrissy asked a beacon of hope crossing her face as she removed her hands from the areas they had been protecting to receive the pile. Again she was on display.

“Oh no. You were very clear when you laid out the terms of the bet.” Zoe said with a smirk. “The ultimate loser doesn’t just have to streak. They lose their clothes and have to give them to the winner. So it’s time for you to kiss these goodbye and give them to our champion.”

The hope that had so briefly swelled in Chrissy about getting to redress was quickly quashed as she turned towards Mark. He tried to tell what was going through the blonde freshman’s head as she walked towards him.

It was tough to render judgement without having seen Anna naked yet but he had to admit it would be hard to beat Chrissy’s. Embarrassed as she was she still carried herself as someone who was attractive and knew it. Mark had to make sure he wasn’t drooling at the sight.

“Well I bet them so I will follow through. These are yours.” She said handing over her clothes to Mark. In doing so she made sure to get close. Close enough that Make could feel the heat radiating off her body. Under her breath so only Mark could hear “a tribute to the King of Campus.”