Ultimatum

Walking up to the stadium with her friends, Zeke, Madison, and Francesa, Renee was pumped to go watch the game, snack on hot dogs and funnel cake, and support her school. Wearing a team jersey that fit like a poncho, some loose fitting shorts, tennis shoes and a ball cap turned backwards all Renee was missing was some face paint. A lot of guys who recognized her couldn’t help but comment on how they thought the tomboy look was cute, but they preferred her more “sexy” styles. Which only made her a bit nervous as she was reminded of her tormentors' need to get her naked and exposed in front of as many people as possible whenever they could. Only getting by as her friends comforted her and reassured that at least one of them would be by her side the whole night. No one was going to ruin this game for her on her senior year.

And that was true through most of the game. Irritating Sabina to no end as the game clock was getting closer and closer to the end, and without any help from R.E.D she had to rely on her friends. Who all made it clear that they weren’t going to go out of their way to help her crazy plan, especially not in a crowded stadium. Frustrated Sabina watched the group as she waited for her opportunity. Sighing in relief as she watched Renee walk away from her group unannounced and unnoticed, to go to the concession stand to finally get the funnel cake she’d been craving. So enraptured by the close game that she nearly forgot to get it.

Sadly for her she wasn’t going to get any as she was suddenly blinded and dragged away with a hand over her mouth. Eventually the movement stopped and Renee desperately tried to fight back or scream for help as she felt her jersey get pulled over her head. Shorts pulled down and off her legs along with the panties she was wearing. Followed shortly after by her bra. Only to be somewhat surprised as something was pulled up her legs and to her hips. Feeling either like another pair of panties or really short shorts. Only Renee didn’t know until she was dragged away again.

To be completely freed about a minute later. Finding herself in a dark corridor surrounded by the familiar faces of her rival school's softball team. Smug smirks adorning their faces as they looked at her. Renee looked down at herself to see what they were looking at, her naked chest staring back up at her. Along with a teeny tiny pair of black shorts that didn’t cover any of her nice fair legs and she was pretty sure didn’t cover the bottom half of her plump white booty cheeks. All she was missing was the fact that the shorts said “Go Eels” on the back. Quickly cupping a boob in each hand Renee cutely screamed as she tried to back away from the group. Just to eliciting a round of laughter, originating from the team captain. Getting the attention of Renee who couldn't help but scream “what the HELL Sabina?! Why are y'all doing this? Wasn’t making me streak through your school enough? Surely what my team did to you the past three years wasn’t that bad?”

“Oh it wasn’t I’m not doing this for payback anymore” Sabina explained.

“They WHY!?” Renee pleaded.

Putting on a faux thinking face Sabina said “hmm what was it our mutual friend said? Oh! Because… it’s… fun.” The term of Renee’s nightmares, literally. Linked to a certain individual that term either popped up just before she was stripped and humiliated, whether real or in her dreams.

With a look of realization she asked “did Tracy put you up to this?”

“Man, for one of the smartest girls in your school you sure are slow, who do you think brought you over from your school to ours for your fun streak down our hallowed halls?” Sabian said with a smirk.

“What ab-” Renee tried to question further only to be interrupted.

“No more talking Red. You now have two choices in front of you. One you run down this tunnel that leads to the football field and streak the game as is. Or two you wait for me to count down from ten and me and my friend her will gladly snatch you up again, shed those short we graciously provided, and leave you tied up at the front exit for the whole stadium to get an up close and personal look of every inch of your slutty body. Boobs, butt, beaver the whole nine yards or should I say ten yards?” Sabina explained.

“Can’t we just-”

“Nine”

“Sabina ple-”

“Eight”

“Come on be-”

“Seven”

Seeing that she wasn’t getting a word in edgewise Renee looked around to see not a shred of empathy from any of the girls.

“Six”

Not left with much choice or time to think Renee froze not knowing what to do. Stuck between looking back at the tunnel and the girls in front of her.

“Five”

“Four”

Not much time left Renee…