Saboteur at the sororities talent show

“You’re up, Max.” A bespectacled girl girl spoke as her friend ran up the stage.

Today was their university's unofficial talent show, where Epsilon Nu Zeta competed against three rivals sororities. Nu Iota Rho, their biggest rival, has been winning for six years straight. And they weren't planning for a seventh loss.

Max ran up to the stage, ready for her act; Break dancing.

She started off great, with a perfect head slide. But it immediately went awry when she did the Bellyroll Drop. When she dropped to her stomach, she rolled to her side, unaware of the ripping sound, as well as her lost green tank top. The audience was in surprise the sudden wardrobe malfunction, showing off her small A cups. The bespectacled girl tried shouting at Max, but she was completely in the zone.

"My, a bad day not to wear a bra." Spoke a ditzy blonde in the audience.

"Like she ever needed one." Mocked a snobby brunette.

"At least she doesn't suffer from wind resistance."

Max continued to dance, oblivious to her exposed state. And as if it couldn't get worse...

She did the Sweet drop. As she spun around her axis, her white jeans ripped of as well.

When Max finished, she posed with both arms crossed, trying to look badass. Rejoiced in the cheers from the audience and their phone recordings (As well as a camera to film it for a web stream), Max finally felt a cold draft. She looked down, saw her shaved vulva and breasts, and screaked from embarrassment. She grabbed her clothes and ran backstage, almost struggling over her own feet.

"Why didn't you warn me that I was naked, Jenny?!" Sneered Max, covering herself with her clothes.

"I tried to, Max. But you know how focused you get. And I- hold on, look at your clothes!"

Max lifted her clothes to inspect them. "Yeah, they're torn. When I said 'warn me', I meant back on stage." She spoke agitated.

"No I mean, they're not torn. They're cut!"

"My God, you're right!" Shouted Max. "Those Nu Iota Rho bitches! I'm gonna rip their heads off!"

"Hold it, look at their act."

As the two looked at the stage, they saw a girl from Nu Iota Rho Perform a ballet performance, only to lose her outfit as well.

"Two times back to back? What's going on?"

As the night went on, a girl from the third sorority ended up naked after a opera performance and a fourth girl lost her clothes doing mental arithmetic (somehow).

"Who's doing this?" Asked Max, dressed in the only clothes she could burrow on such a short notice; a white tank top that was short even for her small frame and a short pink skirt (skirts being something Max despises as much as the color pink). "Who is sabotaging all four sororities?"

"I don't know, but we have to find out." Said Jenny. "You go around and ask around, I'll try to talk some courage in the other girls. Every sorority has four more acts, after all."

"I have to go out in this?! After the humiliation I just suffered?" Protested Max, Trying to pull her tank top down. She hated that it exposed her belly button.

Admittedly not the worst thing that she had exposed.

"Sorry, but I know how to talk to the girls. Can I count on you, Max? Please?"