Cartwheel

"Well Lauren, high kicks don't seem to be your thing." Charlotte commented. "Also, it's not standard form to hold you crotch while you kick." The huge audience snickered. Lauren scowled as Charlotte released her leg, eagerly straightening her skirt.

"Well, if kicking isn't your thing, let's do some tumbling! Britney here will guide you in a cartwheel." Charlotte explained.

"Wait, wait..." Lauren stammered. Before she could do anything Britney moved behind her and put her hands on Lauren's hips.

"Here we go!" Charlotte said. She rotated Lauren, bringing her head down and her legs up. Lauren's only recourse was to put out her hands to avoid falling on her head. For a moment Lauren's leg's were over her head, then her feet started rotating back towards the ground.

Britney, deftly and quickly, used this moment to pull down on Lauren's skirt. Lauren's own momentum did the rest and the skirt slide off her legs and over her shoes without Lauren even feeling a thing.

Lauren landed, a bit dizzy. She looked out at the crowd who looked back at her in stunned silence.

Then they burst out laughing. Lauren stood, confused and slightly frightened, unaware she was bottomless...