Renee In The Parade

Renee had indeed made it to the parade after all. In fact, she was the champion's centerpiece driving alongside with the team like she had wished earlier that day. But she wasn't in the back of the pickup where the boys gathered on their muscular shoulders like intended.

Specifically, she was on the front grill of Chet's truck, with some zip ties on her ankles to a spread eagle position and her shoelaces secured to her wrists on either side above her head. And with closer inspection, Renee was seemingly only wearing a knee high pair of bright pink socks. Everything else on the young wiggling body was her flesh, with her long auburn hair frantically strewn across her face. Every detail was on display since the street lights came on before the sun set. From her glorious sweater meat wobbling around to the fuzzy orange arrow inviting every town member to gaze at her lady bits.

On the antenna was Renee's only clothes left that she had worn to the game earlier. They had been left in Chet's locker by Erica with a note indicating Renee didn't want her clothes back. She could only helplessly watch her purple sports bra and yellow blouse flapping wildly in the wind that tickled Renee's entire naked body, shivering it more to the intense embarrassment coursing through her. Her jeans had flown off near the beginning of the trek falling into a sewer drain.

The boys, worried about people seeing a naked chick on their float as distasteful, so to combat that they decided to tape small red Xs to her nipples, and a smaller piece of red tape on just her lower lips so the arrow bush was still visible to anyone looking. The excuse was they ran out of tape and really as long as her labia wasn't showing it wasn't considered lewd by standards.

Technically, this would allow the parade to still be broadcasted live via the school's news team, and indecency laws wouldn't be broken. So anyone could get to see their prized trophy, desperately wiggling to break free of her bonds. The entire journey would go through Oakvale back to her high school, and the streets were packed with delight at the victory, all with cameras recording these momentous occasions.

Renee had continuously tried to break free only causing her breasts to slap into one another. Her thighs gyrated as the engine vibrated her rear and lower lips. She had endured 8 entire miles of her town knowing what her intimates looked like. And it wasn't going to stop anytime soon at 7pm on a Sunday night. And Renee couldn't bear the upcoming mile which she knew all too well.

All the redhead wanted was for someone to end this nightmare of a night for her. But no help ever came or was going to. Maddison and Zeke had left town for other engagements. Francesa had fallen in a deep sleep after partying too much at the football game, ironically outside the locker room after Renee had been taken to the parking lot.

The police had been given false leads from Tracy or had just let it happen due to indecency laws technically not being broken. The town was convinced Renee was part of a new tradition thanks to Erica and social media. After all, her softball team had won last week with no parade. And since Renee had been known for streaking lately, essentially covered up, and seemingly no real harm was being done to the lass physically, people let it happen embracing the victory.