Annie bounced her feet waiting for the crosswalk to give her the opportunity to cross the busy intersection. Pretty much everyone was honking at her current exhibition of fashion. Her tiny palm trying to conceal her freshly clean bottom flower, and an arm trying to contain an impressive pair of boobs. For the past hour and a half, Annie had been streaking her campus. Yes, it was a dream of hers, but she was entirely not of her own violation in her current attire.
Her current mission was to get her dorm about 15 minutes away and put on something. Anything other than her hands touching her body at this point. She tried her best to ignore the passing cars assessing her assets.
“Look at them titties!”
“Show us the rear!”
“Hey baby, need a lift?! I’ve got a ride for ya!”
“Earn that sorority spot chica!”
She sighed with disgust holding her girls closer to herself, unfortunately giving a more pushup bra effect to them.
“Jesus christ, now that’s a fucking booty!” a booming male voice caused Annie’s head to slightly turn back at the newest form of unwanted flattery towards her rear end. He had his camera fixated on her **** backside.
“Yo...you’re not taking a photo are you…”
“Nah, this is a live feed! Ain’t you that BlondeBitchAnnie everyone’s yapping about?” He asked reaching out and slapping her left buttock to watch it ripple.
“Hey! Wait...you know my name?”
“Well now I do…”
Annie stopped talking at that moment not wanting to give anything else about her away. People were getting to know her after all. Not at all the way she intended. As he reached out to grab the right buttock, the crosswalk initiated and Annie sprinted off across the street towards the town that contained her dorm.
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