The Sports Festival

Rachel walked outside where the sports festival was set up. There were students, staff, families, and friends everywhere. Even her parents were there to watch the festival... She tried to convince them against it. Usually, she'd never mind her family cheering on... but being bottomless made her want to do everything in her power to avoid being near them.

She walked towards the stage. Per tradition, the principal would give a speech, then the student council president. This year, it was her... something she really hated. She could already imagine the photos of her bottomless and giving a speech on the newspaper. Her classmates bringing it to class to read near her...

Sadly, it wasn't a tradition that she could end. She already tried and the principal refused to the budge.

Eventually, it was time. The principal gave and finished his speech and Rachel slowly walked up on stage... infront of the microphone and camera.

"H-Hello everyone, I'm um..." She really didn't want to say her name. If she did, the news paper would add it to their story and made sure everyone knew who this bottomless student council girl was. But, tradition forced her to...

"I'm Rachel Alcka. I-It's my first time being student council president at this college and um...I-It's an honor to be here..." She took a few deep breaths to try and calm down. The smirks as everyone stared at her was awful, the way the cameras zoomed in on her pussy was even worse. Her face was already burning up from embarrassment. Every second felt like it'd be the one where she just gave in and ran away.

Instead, she kept talking. Trying her best to look calm and get the speech over with before people noticed how wet she was getting.

"Today, we'll be doing the sports festival. T-There will be several rounds and the classes that get the best score among all the competitions will win a special, secret prize. T-This year because of the new laws passed... things may go a bit different. J-Just a heads up...And lastly, as the student council president, I-I'll be participating in the first competition. If I lose, as part of tradition, I'll participate in the next one again or receive a playful punishment."

She then ran off stage, resisting the urge to cover her pussy and the juices going from them down her thighs.