Competition Jitters

"You'll kill it Mandy." Aunt Judy said, hugging Lauren tightly, and whispering in her ear. "Thank you so much Lauren."

After the very brief intimate moment, Lauren found herself pushed onto the stage by her aunt. Her aunt's hands retreated from her bare ass, merely watching the girl go until the door shut. Hopefully, Lauren could pull this off.

Lauren was equally parts terrified, horrified, scared, and nervous. What was she doing? She was 22 years old, in a competition for people who hadn't even earned the title '-teen' yet! Finding herself brought into a gaggle of very similarly dressed girls, Lauren let herself be lost in the group. Eventually, they all began to line up, until Lauren found herself pointed towards a section of the stage by a helpful older woman.

"Mandy Jones?" Lauren nodded, fear evident in her eyes. The woman smiled. "Don't worry dear, you'll do fine. Now, here's your sash to mark you for your number. Remember it. '11'."

The woman draped the sash around Lauren's body, as she examined it. A simple white silk sash, it merely stated the information for the judges -'10 y/o - #11'. The fact that it marked her as such a young age only worsened things for Lauren.

Thankfully, she had awhile until she had to compete, allowing her to collect herself, and observe the girls. Right. First, they'd walk down the aisle, then back, then back to the end of the aisle. The judges would ask them some questions, then ask them to answer a 'high-level' question. Lauren gagged at the questions, most of them things you'd learn in Middle School, or a basic Ethics class. Eventually, number 10 came back to her section of the stage. It was Lauren's turn.

Lauren's attempted strut failed in the sandals. Her willpower was the only thing that saved her from tripping onto her face, truth be told; that, and desire for her not to be exposing her bottom to an audience of serious looking adults. Letting them repeat 'Mandy Jones' over and over again, she eventually stopped at the edge of the stage. 5 judges, 3 of them serious looking old women, 2 serious looking older gentlemen, sat in front of her.

"Mandy Jones - tell us a bit about yourself today." Questioned the middle woman. Lauren caught herself, and tried her best to attempt a sing songy voice.

"My name is Mandy Jones. I'm 11. And I, um, really love beauty pageants." She said, stuttering as she felt like she was losing the judges.

"Don't we all dear." Remarked one the judges sardonically. "Please sweetie. Relax. Now, tell us what you like to do. What's your favorite band?"

It proceeded from there. Lauren tried her best to answer every question as she imagined Mandy might have. It made her realize, to her shock, how little she knew about the daughter of a woman who had saved both her mother, and her behind several times. By the end of it, Lauren had made herself into the girl next door, a bit empty headed and no gymnast, but in love with the newest pop hits. They loved her outfit, and gushed over it.. The oldest looking judge gave her an appraisal, and then asked a question Lauren knew was coming.

"Miss Jones, Mandy, whatever you may like. My question to you - if you could make a single wish, what wish would you choose?" He let what he imagined was a hard question for the young girl sit in her mind. Lauren let herself think for a second, and the audience ate up her cute thinking expression. Eventually, she spoke up.

"My wish- well, my wish couldn't be selfish. I'd wish for, I guess, um.." Lauren stuttered catching her words. "An end to world poverty."

"A remarkably...mature wish. I am glad you did not wish to bring your dog back Miss Jones." The older man said, getting smiles from the other judges. Lauren heard number 12 called, and went back to her section of the stage.

One thought dominated her mind - did that old man figure out who she was?

No. Lauren knew the answer. She got her answer after waiting for felt like hours upon that stage. Winners began to get called. First the 13 year old's. When 12 year old's. And finally, her category. Lauren prepared herself to here a few more names called, and finally, she'd be out of this mess and able to use the bathroom.

"First in Appearance for the 11 year old's: Mandy Jones!" Announced the voice, following it up with the rest of the awards. "First in Personality for the 11 year old's: Mandy Jones! First in Maturity for the 11 year old's: Sasha Richardson! Audience Favorite for the 11 year old's: Mandy Jones! First Overall for 11 year old's: Mandy Jones."

Lauren's eyes lightened up at hearing her assumed name winning prize after prize (but not winning the prize of adulthood). Feeling herself pushed by one of the aides in the back, Lauren was brought up onto the stage with the Sasha girl, receiving three big ribbons onto her dress.: Mandy Jones."

Lauren's eyes lightened up at hearing her assumed name winning prize after prize (but not winning the prize of adulthood). Feeling herself pushed by one of the aides in the back, Lauren was brought up onto the stage with the Sasha girl, receiving three big ribbons onto her dress. #1 with a pink, gold and white ribbon; Sasha's was red. Feeling a sash draped over herself, Lauren looked down at the text. 'First Overall for 11 year old's.' Shocked, Lauren's mouth was agape at her victory, and she observed her Aunt smiling in the audience.

"Will the winners please stay on the stage for overall competition prizes?" The voice announced. Lauren retook her position, and felt her bladder lightly protest. A slight breeze touched her ass.

"First in Appearance Overall: Mandy Jones! First in Personality Overall: Mersha Jermiah! First in Maturity: Mersha Jermiah! Judge Favorite: Mandy Jones! Audience Favorite: Mandy Jones! And finally....our new county Princess...." The voice said, a dramatic drum roll occurring "...Mandy Jones!" Mandy's mother screamed in the audience.

Lauren's mouth dropped. She hadn't just entered a kids beauty pageant. She hadn't just done well in a kids beauty pageant. She hadn't placed highly in a kid's beauty pageant.

She won it outright.

That reality hit her as a bedazzled silver crown was placed on top of her head. Two more sashes found their way onto her, but the crown was the true prize. Finding herself smooshed between the 12 year old winner and 13 year old winner, Lauren had photo after photo taken. She was shocked. Aghast. On autopilot. Horrified.

Thankfully, it'd all be over soon. Her bladder demanded it.