The Next Challenge...

"Professor please proceed out onto the court for your next challenge." Sands demanded in a polite tone. "Next challenge?" I asked in disbelief. "Yes, professor this was a late addition. We had many heads of the athletic department come forward to contribute to the project. Oh, but before you do, here." Sands then handed me a much-needed bottle of water which I chugged and poured on my still nude body that was still glistening for the previous sweaty workout and sand still clung to various parts of me.

While I made my way back onto the volleyball court I noticed a couple of volleyball girls were taking down the net, which didn't make me feel any better about what was going to happen. Their faces looked gaunt as though they received some bad news. "Proceed with the next addition to the project."

Suddenly, I saw a woman who towered over most of the other women in the crowd walking towards the court. A hush fell over the crowd. She was as tall as the girls on the volleyball team but wider and much more muscular. It was Raquel Torres, the women’s wrestling coach. I couldn't believe my next challenge was more than likely to battle her completely naked...like I even had a chance. I was gonna get ragged dolled if I was lucky.

She was wearing typical women's collegiate wrestling attire, which clung to her body but obviously, she had on way more than I did. Out of sheer fear, I covered my genitals once again but suddenly heard Sands command me to uncover, which I did. If on the other side of this day was me finally getting my clothes back and clinging to a molecule of dignity, so be it.

She silently made her way onto the sandy court. I was surprised she wanted to even do this in such a weird environment but here we were. She approached me to stare me down. She looked at me like a ravenous animal looking for a piece of meat. There we had a stare down where I looked like a deer in headlights while she grinned. The students were intently eyeing the situation with their cameras.

I was paralyzed with fear as she began to circle me. I dared to not turn around, She was directly behind me as I could feel her eyes peering through my backside. “You got a bubble butt." she said in her feminine, however, slightly husky voice. I clenched my cheeks inadvertently. She said it to where only the first few rows heard her and giggled slightly. Torres made her way around me til all 6'4" of her was in front of me again. She continued “Something not a lot of girls admit, but they like a guy with a nice ass."