The Ninth Mile

Currently, the team was in the 9th mile through Oakvale's 15 mile radius. This particular stretch had an audience there who knew Renee all too well as the barely clothed lady continued to be paraded without any stopping in mind; despite how much she didn't want to go through this particular route. For the residence they were heading toward at a whopping 5 mph was her neighborhood street where she had grown up since she was born.

Renee's parents had gone out of town for a business trip unluckily for her, but it seemed every single neighbor on her block had apparently come outside for once in unison to celebrate their hometown's first successful final. Renee now regrettably, managed to arrange awareness of the parade by posting flyers to her neighbor's doors several hours prior.

The community had now thought she was announcing it as an excuse to show off her attractive, athletic body. Despite months ago when she had to streak home and used **** caution as to not be seen by any of the people seeing her in all her mortifying gorgeous glory.

The elderly Ms. Cribble couldn't believe Renee's blazen display of immodest attire. She had even seen Renee's bare rear on the first day of the school year! She looked out her window as Renee came home on her ill fated first day. Renee had constantly denied it was even her, but those breasts were once again present and with red hand marks. The old woman could clearly see the Congrats boys written on her mouth. And just a pair of socks? Clearly the ginger enjoyed this debauchery.

"And she used to be such a nice girl." She sighed as the old woman went back inside. Renee knew no one was going to help her. Especially not her brother Marcus, the only one not outside, instead playing video games as loud as possible to drown out the parade.

Looking across the street from her house, Renee saw the newest neighbor Jeff, whimpering quietly. Just last month Jeff had seen the redhead come home from school in just a rainbow thong that covered none of her tushie. And within seconds had stripped herself of the thong and blouse leaving her bare in front of him. He still had the video of her shirt tearing off her chest as she ran to her backyard. Now here she was, fully spread out with little to imagine what the tiny pieces of tape hanging on for dear life were shielding. Not that Jeff had needed the censors. He threw a thumbs up at Renee as she screamed against the tape.

All Renee wanted to do right now was go inside her house and put on anything other than her socks and scraps of flimsy tape on her intimates. Although her room full of clothes was just meters away, the bounds made sure the trophy was staying put.

They were now only a quarter of the way down her block moving at a snail's place due to the speed limit signs Renee fought hard for not doing her any favors of ending this night of hell. Renee looked helplessly at what remained of her clothes on the antenna, hating that her only cover was so close and unobtainable in her situation as much as she wanted something upon her skin other than pieces of tape. As if on cue, the blouse finally ripped off the antenna. Renee could only watch with dread as her shirt which could be used for cover had landed by a familiar group of girls.

For some reason, outside Renee's house was the Oakvale rival's STBY female softball team led by Sabina as they all pointed their phones towards the true star of the parade. Each one was laughing maniacally at Renee's unwanted exhibition. They had plans for Renee, waiting for her to return home but were more delighted in what they were seeing. All they planned to do was strip Renee's jeans from here then drop her off at the mall, thinking she'd return home with no boxers and post it to their Tiktok. Tracy wasn't lying when she told Sabina to wait at Renee's cause she had better things in store for the Ferngrown town girls.

Now, the Oakvale Minx's star captain whose team had beaten the STBY Meercat's in the finals was displayed in the buff. Just as the day she had been born. Renee was humiliated to her core and nothing the ginger could do to prevent it. Upon picking up her blouse, Sabina glared at Renee as she cut up her shirt into shreds with a pocket knife. All that she could get back at this point was her sports bra. And that was hopeful wishing at the command of her hormonally driven captors.

Renee then glanced towards Melvin's house as she dreadfully remembered she had asked a favor she instantly regretted more than the flyers on the doors. The school's biggest nerd who usually didn't care for sports, had all his dorky friends come out to help live-stream the parade in the highest quality possible upon Renee's request. She even promised a reward he wouldn't forget, not specifically telling him it was going to be only $50. The streams would take place on the high school's website, Facebook, Instagram, Snapchat, and YouTube for anyone unfortunate to not make the parade. All could be shown since her nips and beaver were covered enough. The worst that could happen was YouTube demonetized the video for Melvin.

Melvin couldn't believe that his constant narrowly missing of her streaking escapades had eluded him. At school for her birthday streak, he had been at school. Then he had shown up to the mall just as she left with her ankle socks. He even heard Jeff got to see her goods and Jeff hadn't even lived there for a month! Only resorting to Pornhub's collection of the **** Redhead could he have seen her prized possessions of peak female anatomy. Not only was she being saved on the internet yet again, but also upon Melvin's phone and cloud. Melvin also had a picture perfect memory immortalizing this in his mind. He let out a loud wolf whistle followed by a comment of her carpet as she shook her head once again causing her flesh mountains to quake for Melvin's delight considering that being the reward she had promised.

Finally was Tommy's house, the young brat she babysat every other week. Tonight his babysitter was supposed to be Francesa who had left for the game and hadn't returned. He had always wondered what the redhead looked like without anything on, only seeing her in a bikini when she suntanned in her backyard. Or when she jogged in her tank top and tight yoga pants as her ass wobbled down the street.

Now he was viewing her in all of her magnificent untanned glory, her flesh orbs, and landing strip conveniently censored as he gladly took photos using his dad's expensive HD camera knowing the boys at middle school wouldn't believe him. She tried one final struggle and exhaled loudly through her nose. She was babysitting him this Wednesday and he wouldn't let her live it down. He even had plans for how to have her in this state once more.

"Only six miles to go, sweetcheeks." Chet hollered as he revved the car's engine and Renee's moist vagina as she tried not to think of the arousal coming from this humiliating night. Chet then began picking up speed wanting to get through the rest quickly not knowing he had just finished Renee's neighborhood.

Renee begrudgingly moaned knowing the next street would have Clint, the grocer she had a major crush on, and her local priest Father Max. She resorted to zoning out the cheers, jeers, and comments about her from the next neighborhood which seemed to be repeating at this point.