WHAT WOULD IT TAKE?
"Hello everyone and welcome to another edition of What Would It Take, the game
show that asks, how much would it take for our contestants to do something that
they normally would not do. My name is Gene Oakland and I am your host.
"Today we are live at a prestigious University here in the city. Classes must be
in session because there are very few students out here on the quad. Here comes
a gorgeous young woman now. Excuse me miss, would you like to be in our game and
make some money?"
A cute young woman seemed a bit wary of coming too close to the man with his
television crew. But the thought of making some money was too much to pass up.
"What do I have to do," she asked.
Gene eyed the girl up. She was perfect for the set of stunts they wanted to film
today.
"Well, that depends on how much money you want. Are you game to be a little
daring?"
The girl was quiet for a moment. Truthfully, she wasn't daring at all but she
was dying to break out of her nice girl image.
"Sure, I can be daring," she answered, hoping she was telling the truth.
"Excellent. What is your name miss?"
"I am Sarah. Sarah Edwards."
"Excellent Sarah, would you like to make $1,000?"
The sound of money echoed in her ears. She was so snowed under by college loans,
choosing to do it alone rather than let her rich parents help her.
"Yes I would. I definitely could use the money for tuition and books."
Gene smiled. He was really going to enjoy seeing this girl do the stunts today.
He had no doubt that she would do it. She was too submissive to say no. It would
cost his production company some money but he would have one hell of a show.
Sarah was young, no more than 20. Her pert breasts looked firm pressing against
her tight top. The weather here was about 65 or 70, enough of a chill to make
Sarah's nipples press through her bra and top. Gene estimated the girl to be
about a 34 or 36 C. Full but perky...not too heavy...just about a handful.
Her legs were long inside tight blue jeans and the girl was wearing a pair of
clogs on her otherwise bare feet.
"Well Sarah, you say you are daring. You say you need the money. Now it is time
to prove it. Strip off you clothes and run around this campus quad completely
naked two times and I will give you $1,000 cash."
The girl gulped. She had guessed that the task would be difficult...no one would
just give $1,000 away. But she had never guessed this.
"But I will get arrested."
"No need to worry about that. We have permission to film this series here today.
No one participating in one of our stunts will be arrested. So, should I get my
$1,000 ready or are you not as daring and needy as you said before."
"I just have to run around the quad twice?"
"Yep, that is all and you will be $1,000 richer."
"Can I wear my shoes," she asked, dragging the process out.
"Nope, completely naked. Shoes would constitute some clothes. Now Sarah, are you
ready to perform this harmless task for $1,000?"
"Ok, I'll do it," Sarah said, kicking off her clogs. She reached down and
unbuttoned her jeans and slid them down her long legs. She now stood naked from
the waist down except for a flimsy pair of white cotton bikini briefs.
"Not such a daring underwear choice Sarah," Gene said laughing into the
microphone. Sarah's face grew red but she knew this was the least of her
humiliation.
She had no idea why she was going through with this but grabbed the bottom of
her shirt and pulled it up and over her head, revealing her full breasts encased
in a plain white bra.
"Sarah, may I ask your bra size, for information sake only," Gene asked.
"Um, yeah, uh, I'm 34C," she said shyly, her face now a deep crimson.
Gene was admiring the smooth white skin of the beauty in front of him. He had
done this now at five other colleges but none of the other girls had this
wholesome quality about them...and none of the other girls would be tempted to
be this debase.
"Ok, take the rest off and then you can start your lap."
She was grateful that they were currently standing in a secluded area, just off
the main walkway where they had began to talk. She was keenly aware of the
camera whirling next to her, filming her currently in her underwear. She knew
the camera was about to get a whole lot more.
Tentatively, she reached behind her and unclasped the bra, loosening the cups
around her breasts. Slowly she pulled the straps off her shoulders and down her
arms, letting her full breasts pop out for the view by Gene, the cameraman and
the several million who would see the show.
"You have beautiful breasts...it's a shame you can't show them off more often,"
Oakland said. "Now remove those panties and show us your little bottom there and
the race can begin."
Sarah hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her dainty panties and quickly
lowered them, closing her eyes shut so that she couldn't see the lust on the
men's faces.
Gene gasped. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. Her skin was
flawless, her breasts were full and pert and her legs were to die for. Just
above her slit was a tiny tuft of hair, matching the brown on her head.
"I see you recently shaved Sarah, you are daring," he said smirking.
Sarah cursed herself now, wondering how it looked. She had shaved because of a
bikin she had worn this summer...it had high sides and her bush had shown. She
had it removed by electrolysis and was happy with how it looked. But now she
looked like a slut.
What did it matter now, her other half of the brain wondered. You're about to
run nude around the campus of your college. Your pubic hair is the least of your
worries.
"Wonderful now young Sarah. Now, you have to run around the quad. Don't worry,
we have camera all over this campus to catch your dash. Complete two full laps
and you are $1,000 richer. Got it?"
The girl nodded.
"Ready, set, go!"
Sarah's nude form took off in a full sprint out of their relative safety of
their hiding spot. She felt her bare breasts bouncing a little bit. She was a
vision of loveliness, Gene thought, watching her thigh muscles and ass cheeks
quiver. She was in pretty good shape it seemed as her run had yet to make her
winded.
She ran around past the old stone buildings of her college, wondering who was
looking out the big windows of the classrooms and offices. She wore no mask so
that everyone that knew her could identify her.
As she ran, she realized that she had asked for no proof from that man of who he
was. He now had her clothes, schoolbag, keys and id...and she had nothing but
what came to her when she was born.
She prayed to God that no one would come out onto the quad to see her in this
state. She did notice the cameras stationed every 100 feet or so, catching all
of the angles of her nudity. This made her feel good and bad...good that the guy
had been telling the truth about the TV show...bad that her nude body was being
filmed for all to see.
Sarah had run to the furthest point in the run and was heading back to the spot
where she started. Then she remembered it was two laps. She realized that her
first trip would draw notice that a naked girl was running along the quad and
her second trip would be for the display of the most people. She wanted this to
be over, the $1,000 to be in her pocket and she could be on her way back to her
dorm room and under the covers in bed.
She had been lucky so far, she thought as she completed about half of the task.
No other student had come out onto the quad and no one had seemed to notice her.
She felt her feet being rubbed a bit raw from the running barefoot on the brick
walkway, but knew that it was a small price to pay for $1,000.
She felt she was home free as she passed the last classroom building before
starting the loop again. Just then the door opened and her schoolmates streamed
out. The first person to notice her gasped and said, "Holy shit!" That sent a
murmur through the group. She didn't slow down long enough to see if she knew
any of them, instead she turned up her speed and began the second trek around
the campus.
This one was so much worse. The word spread that some girl was sprinting around
the campus nude and that drew quite a crowd. Tears flowed down her cheeks as she
ran, trying desperately to finish her task without falling or running in shame.
A number of people starting running with her, trying to talk to her. She ignored
them all, concentrating on keeping her breath and ignoring the pain on her bare
soles.
"Shit, that's Sarah, Tom's girlfriend. What a fucking rack," she heard a voice
say. "Look, that slut shaves her pubes. Wonder how long she's been planning
this?"
She tried to shut them out but the voice became too loud. Finally she was
finished and rushed to where she had stripped. The crowd did not follow her,
convinced that the show was over. Gene's job was to make sure it wasn't.
Sarah leaned against the wall, working to catch her breath. She was grateful
that her clothes and bag were still there as was Gene.
"Excellent job Sarah, you are now $1,000 richer. Now, would you like to go for
$25,000?"
