The stars of track & field

A group of young women walked through the busy town centre. They were laughing and joking, but also looked uneasy.

It was left to their former world champion sprinter to explain what was going on. "We're going to be donating our clothes." Dina Asher-Smith explained to the camera.

"Yes, that's right," Morgan Lake nodded. "We don't need them anymore, and they would be much better served going to someone who does."

"And by 'our clothes,' we mean the ones we're wearing," Nicole Yeargin clarified.

"Wait, you mean I'll be naked?!" Imani Lansiquot gasped, her cheeks turning a deep red.

"Of course, Imani!" Katarina Johnson-Thompson chuckled, "we're far too attractive to need clothes!"

"And don't forget your shoes or socks," Laviai Neilsen pointed. "You're not nude if you've got footwear on."

The girls filed into the charity shop, all trying to act confident for the cameras, but every single one of them clearly embarrassed by what they were about to do.

"Oh, by the way," Jaz Sawyers said, "if you want to see this next bit, you need to donate to the number on your screen now."

"Come on Jaz," Eilish McColgan laughed, pulling the long jumper into the shop. "You need to take your clothes off!"

"Looks like it's time to get naked!" Jaz winked, before disappearing inside.

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The camera flickered into life, and it was clear they'd moved from a high tech set up to a hand held camera. As the camera panned around the shop, swathes of smooth, bare skin came into focus.

Some of the girls were in the midst of stripping, others were fidgeting as they waited their turn, and still more were cowering behind clothes racks, shivering in their birthday suits.

"Hi, guys, Jaz here." Jazmin Sawyers' voice sounded very close by; she was the one doing the filming. "Thanks for all your donations, you've earned your reward."

She turned the camera to face herself; her tanned cheeks flushed with colour.

"So, yeah...I'm already naked," she said, matter-of-factly. The viewers caught a glimpse of her bare shoulders and collar, but no lower. "It's really cold in here without clothes on! Let's go see what else is going on."

The camera was turned around again, and Jaz zoomed in on a pair of dark, bare feet.

"Dina! How are you feeling?"

"This is the worst day of my life!" Dina moaned, arms squeezed firmly across her bare body.

"It's all for a good cause, though, Dina."

"I know, but...oh, I hate this!" the sprinter wailed.

"I'll be honest with you viewers; I hate this to," Jaz confided. "I'm naked in public, could you image anything worse! But you donated, so we've got to do it."

"Hey, point that camera somewhere else!"

Katie Snowden pushed the camera away so that it pointed at the floor, capturing Katie and Jaz's bare feet.

"Sorry, Katie! Who's this over here? Morgan, why are you still wearing your clothes?"

"I...I don't want to..." Morgan Lake mumbled, directed her eyes towards her trainers.

"None of us want to!" Keely Hodgkinson's called off-screen. "The sooner we do this, the sooner all of this will be over."

With the camera still trained on her, Morgan slowly and reluctantly shrugged out of her clothes, placing each item carefully on the cashier's desk. The high jumper hesitated once down to her black underwear, but ripping off the proverbial plaster, Morgan removed her bra and slipped out of her panties.

Jaz moved systematically around the shop, making sure that none of her team mates evaded the camera.

"Well, I guess that's everything," Jaz said, starting to wrap up. "We've got nothing left to donate, and with no money, well can't buy any replacements, so it looks like we'll be leaving naked-"

"Hang on," Katarina Johnson-Thompson chimed in. "You've not been on camera yet."

"Well...I'm holding the camera," came the panicked reply.

"Hand it over then."

"No! I...guys I don't want to do this!" Jaz tried to back away, but she was outnumbered.

The camera was snatched away and turned on her.

Nicole Yeargin kicked her bare feet apart while Dina and Laviai held her arms behind her back. Tears streamed down Jaz's face as Morgan made sure to capture every inch of her tanned skin, giving particular focus to her bare crotch.

Jaz was released after only a few moments, but the damage was done.

"So...err...what do we do now?" Ellie Baker asked. "I'm not going outside dressed like this!"

"Well you can't stay here," the shop assistant interjected. "Come on, get your naked asses out of here."

"But...but-"

"No buts...except yours, Kat." She landed at slap on the hepthathlete's behind, causing her to leap and shriek.

Taking control of the situation, she herded the nude party towards the door. When the last bare foot had passed over the threshold, she slammed and locked the door, resigning them to their fate.

"Well that was certainly fun!" the shop assistant smiled into the camera, which had been dropped in the commotion. "Like we said; thank you so much for all your donations! Come down to our shop today and get your hands on some clothes that until very recently belonged to some smoking hot athletes!"