Game on!

Lauren padded out onto the court. Oh god, all these guys were looking at her. She felt so exposed! Here she was, topless, wearing only unflattering whitey tighties, with everyone thinking she was a boy! It appeared with her breasts somehow reduced (due to her sister's actions, which Lauren was unaware of), nobody thought she was a woman, even topless. Luckily, she'd figured out a way to win her bet with Britney.... and it just meant losing this basketball game.

It turned out, losing a game wasn't a challenge at all. Lauren wasn't an athlete: in fact, her refined, rather lazy lifestyle left her clumsy. Add to that the fact that she was far shorter than Chris and barefoot, and it wasn't a contest at all. Chris literally ran circles around her. He did trick shots while Lauren stumbled after him, feeling her out of shape body wriggle shamefully. He even let Lauren have the ball a few times, only to easily steal it back while she clumsily dribbled.

The crowd was laughing. Lauren didn't even make a shot. Though she'd intended to lose, she found such a public defeat embarrassing, another blow to her fractured ego. She was sweating, pink with exertion as Chris scored his tenth and final basket.

"Alright Lawrence, time to pay up!" He extended his hand. "Maybe being butt ass naked will teach you not to punch above your level!"