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 ï>¿The Diving Team By Anonymouse

   Part 1

   I came downstairs from playing Starcraft 2, and found my sister sitting
at my dad's desk, butt-naked.

   My sister Madison is eighteen, which makes her three years older than
me. She's about to start college in the fall.  Even though she's really
smart, and gets perfect grades in school and all that, what she really
loves is diving.  She has a scholarship to do diving and all that.

   Our parents were kind of hippies, so we're not very up-tight about
nudity.  My sister and I had seen each other naked probably dozens of
times, coming out of the shower, or changing into our swimsuits on a family
trip, or getting dressed when the door swung open, or whatever.  We didn't
make a big deal out of it.  We certainly never went out of our way to peep
on each other.  Of course, I was kind of curious when she started growing
breasts and pubic hair and stuff, but my parents had told us both well in
advance that that was going to happen, and had even showed us pictures of
what it would look like, so it didn't really hold my attention that much. I
certainly never fantasized about my sister or anything; I got started
hooking up with girls pretty early, I guess, so my more perverted thoughts
were always directed at girls my own age.

   Anyway.  But it was really weird to come down and see her totally naked
like this, right in the middle of the den.

   "Hey, Maddie, what's up?" I asked neutrally.

   She jumped.  Man, she was nervous.  Turning around and looking guilty,
she said "Hey Taran, I didn't know you were...um...hi."

   "You didn't know I was what?" I asked skeptically.  "Going to ever stop
playing Starcraft?" It would have been a reasonable assumption; with our
parents out of town for the weekend, and me absorbed in the game, she had
had a reasonable chance of being seen by no one.

   "Well..." she kind of kicked her legs.

   "OK, I'll ask," I sighed.  "Why are you naked?"

   She looked sheepish, which wasn't surprising.  "It's...um...it's an
initiation thing.  the diving team is going to come pick me up in a few
minutes.  In fact, they were supposed to be here ten minutes ago."

   "Hazing?" I goggled.  "You mean, like...the university diving team?"

   She nodded.  "Don't tell, OK?" she pleaded.

   "Hazing is illegal," I protested, annoyed.  "What are you gonna have to
do naked?  Have sex with a goat?"

   "NO, oh God, that's gross!" shouted Madison, throwing a pen at me, which
I dodged.  "Jesus, Taran!"

   "Well then what?!" I demanded.

   "Just...I don't know, they...just, like, ride around in the car with
them, and then go diving out at the pool," Madison blurted.

   "And what if you get caught by a security guard and arrested for
indecent exposure and shit?" I pressed.

   "Don't curse, Taran," she responded weakly.

   "Don't curse?" I spluttered.  "When you're about to have to do some
...ing hazing -"

   I never finished, because just then, we both heard voices at the door,
and the bell started ringing incessantly, accompanied by pounding on the
door.  Madison and I shared a look.  The diving team was here.

   "Just...don't tell Mom and Dad about this, OK?" she whispered, and made
for the door.

   "Mom and Dad?" I said, though she wasn't listening.  "I'm gonna tell the
damn cops, is who I'm gonna tell..."

   Madison opened the door, and five college girls barged into the room. 
As soon as they saw Maddie in her naked condition, they started pinching
her butt, tickling her, woo-hooing, and generally being total asses. 
Madison endured it bravely, covering her breasts with her hands and
stepping away from the open door.  She looked very small and pale and
scared.

   "Hey, who's got the nice ass!" one of the girls, a tall redhead,
taunted, slapping Madison's rear.  "Now we know how you got that
scholarship!"

   "Ohhh, she's so CUTE!" gushed another girl, a short brunette with plenty
of curves herself.  A third girl, a kind of dark-skinned Asian, rubbed my
sister's head.  I was getting kind of pissed.

   "Hi!" I called out, and all turned to face me.  Madison looked horribly
embarrassed.  She obviously wished I would just go back to my room and
forget about the whole thing, but that wasn't gonna happen.

   "I didn't know you had a little brother," the redhead breathed.  "Hey,
nice to meet you!"

   "Name's Taran," I said, trying to sound nonchalant, wishing my voice
were just a little deeper.

   "I'm Abby," the redhead grinned.  "Nice to meet you."

   I shook her hand, trying to be curt and stern, and probably not getting
then intended effect.  It's hard when you're just fifteen.

   "Hi, I'm Emma," the brunette said.

   "Alexis," said a lanky blonde girl, the tallest of the five.

   "Vanessa," said the Asian girl, a little rudely.

   "Hannah," the last one, a slightly chubby blonde, said quietly.

   "Well, now that we've been introduced," I continued, "Maybe you'd like
to tell me why you're making my sister run around undressed?"

   "Don't be a perv," Emma chided, obviously making fun of me.  "You
shouldn't look at your sister when she's naked."

   "She wouldn't be naked if it wasn't for you guys," I pointed out, trying
to stay brave in the face of the contempt of five college girls.  "Now,
you're not engaged in illegal hazing, are you?"

   The girls glanced at each other meaningfully.

   "Of course not," Abby said soothingly.  "It's just a fun, totally
voluntary initiation ritual.  She volunteered, right Maddie?"

   My sister nodded, but it didn't look to me like she had had much of a
choice in volunteering.

   "And it's not like we're going to make her do anything illegal," Alexis
added.

   "Come on guys, let's just go," sighed Vanessa petulantly, clapping her
hands together.

   "Wait," I called.  "If you're not going to make her do anything illegal,
then you wouldn't object to me coming along, right?"

   They all looked at me.  Maddie made cutting motions with her hands - No!
No!  - but I ignored her.

   "You want to come with us?" Abby snorted, still smiling.

   "Yup," I said, trying to keep the tremor out of my voice.  "Just to make
sure everything is fun and nothing is illegal."

   "No, we are NOT taking her kid brother with us!" Vanessa snapped.  "Kid,
whatever.  You're not coming."

   "Whatever you say, Vanessa," I shrugged.  "Guess I'll have to call the
cops, then."

   Vanessa turned on me with rage, but Abby just smiled.  "Come on, come
on," she soothed.  "Vanessa didn't mean what she said, she's just on her
period."

   Vanessa's mouth flew open in outrage, but she said nothing.

   "Sure, you can come with us," Abby said to me.  "It'll be fun to have
you along.  You ever hung out with college kids before?" It was a
challenge.

   "Couple times," I shrugged again.  "Alright, I just have to get my
inhaler, I'll be right back."

   "Inhaler?" Emma asked.

   "Asthma," I explained.  "In case I have an attack."

   The girls sniggered.  Madison threw me a sudden look - she knew I didn't
have asthma - but said nothing.  Avoiding Maddie's gaze, I ran upstairs,
trying to look as awkward and early-teenage-ish as I could.  I had a sample
inhaler that a doctor had given me a couple years ago, sitting in my
medicine cabinet.  I grabbed it, made a quick dash to my desk for a little
something extra, and was downstairs in a flash, holding up the sample
inhaler triumphantly.

   "OK, I'm ready!" I announced.

   "OK, let's go have some fun!" Alexis said, and put her arm around my
shoulder in a kind of patronizing way, which I hated.  I ignored it and
pretended I was just "one of the gang." As we walked to the door, Vanessa
threw me a look of pure hate, which I also ignored.  My sister, naked and
hunched and looking much more miserable now that I was along, shuffled
after them, holding one arm over her chest.

   I was pissed.  No one treated my sister like that.  I was going to get
these girls, I thought.  One way or another.



   Part 2

   Emma opened the door, and we stepped outside into the night.  I looked
around, hoping that none of the neighbors were looking out their windows.
The diving team girls kept tightly clustered around my sister, for which I
was grateful, since she looked incredibly embarrassed.  She was still
covering her breasts with her hands, hunching over a little to try to hide
the rest.  I felt a stab of protectiveness, and annoyance at the diving
team girls.

   A huge white Ford Excursion was parked in front of our house.  It was
Alexis'; she beeped the doors open and we piled in.  Alexis drove, with
Vanessa in shottie; Madison took the middle seat, with Abby and Hannah on
either side of her; I was bundled into the back with Emma, who patted my
leg in a very annoying manner.

   "Ready to ride, kid?" she chirped.

   "You remembered my name is Taran, right?" I shot back, smiling.

   "Of course!" she lied.  "How old are you, fourteen?"

   "Yeah," I lied.  Madison, to her credit, didn't correct me...or perhaps
she just had other things on her mind.

   We drove off, the girls shouting and woo-hooing out the window as we
pulled out and headed into the night.  Abby, Alexis, and Emma kept up a
steady stream of teasing directed at Madison, who tried gamely to respond
but was obviously too nervous to have fun.  My sister was usually so bouncy
and confident; I had never seen her like this.

   "How you feeling back there, Madison?" Alexis shouted as we drove along
the dark roads.

   "Fine," she called back, a little weakly.

   "She's having tons of fun," Abby declared.  "You're not embarrassed to
be naked in a car, are you Maddie?"

   "No," Madison said in a small voice.

   "Wanna stick your tits out the window?" Abby suggested.  "Come on,
that'll be fun!"

   "Um..." Madison mumbled.

   "She totally wants to," Emma declared from where she sat next to me. 
"Come on Maddie, don't be afraid, no one can see who you are."

   I started to say something, but this was not the time.  Yet. 
Reluctantly, Madison edged around Abby on the seat; Abby gave her bare butt
a little slap as she crawled by.  Madison had her hands off her breasts
now, using them to balance herself against the roof of the car.  As she
reached the window, Alexis rolled it down.

   "Go Maddie!" Abby shouted.  "Woo-hoo!"

   "Show em off, girl!" Vanessa chipped in.

   With humiliation written all over her face, my sister gathered her
breasts in her hands and stuck her head out the window of the SUV, looking
around.  Abby slapped her on the butt again, harder.  Maddie stuck her
chest out as well, and cupped her hands under her boobs, jiggling them
around.  I was kind of disgusted.

   "Yell something!" Emma suggested.

   "Wooooo!" Madison managed weakly.  The girls all cheered.  I saw some
people standing on the side of the street; their truck had broken down. 
They stared as we went past, and Madison quickly ducked back inside, face
blushing furiously.  they had obviously seen her display.

   "That was great!" Abby declared.  "Now how about mooning out the other
side?  There might be some truck drivers coming by!"

   My sister, still miserable but resigned to her fate, climbed over Hannah
to the left-side window.  She knelt on the seat, and took one hand away
from her chest, using it to cover her pubes.  But she had to take both
hands off herself to pull herself up to the level of the window, so she
could stick her butt out.  As she stood there in that awkward position,
Abby reached out and pinched my sister's small nipples, both at once,
saying "Hoo-hoo!" Maddie nearly lost her grip, and I nearly reached up and
smacked Abby across the head, but I made myself wait patiently.  Patience,
I thought.  Jedi virtue, etc.

   Madison was sticking her butt out the window.  The girls cheered as a
couple cars went by in the opposite direction.  Alexis honked.  One of the
cars honked back.  Madison winced.  I knew how embarrassed she must be
feeling; Maddie has what people call a "bubble butt," and people comment on
it a lot.  My friends definitely do (they're all horny little bastards, of
course).  Though she never said so, I knew she was always kind of proud of
her cute butt, and she often wore pants that showed it off.  Now these
girls were making her give a free show to everyone.

   Finally, a big truck passed, and Alexis honked, and the truck honked
back.  Madison, blushing furiously, pulled her rear end back inside the
vehicle and sat down, putting her hands back over her breasts.  Everyone
was clapping and cheering.

   Emma slapped me on the back.  "You didn't look, did you?" she asked.  I
said nothing.

   "Sorry," I answered, making my voice weak.  "I'm a little carsick."
Another lie, of course.

   "You looked, didn't you," Emma whispered into my ear.  "You're such a
perv!  Don't worry, we won't tell anyone."

   If only you knew, I thought, how bad I'm going to get your arrogant
college athlete ass.

   Finally, we swerved into a parking lot and stopped.  All around was
darkness, except for some lights off to the left.  Big shadowy shapes
reared out of the night around us.  I peered through the back window - a
stadium?

   "All right, here...we...are!" Alexis whooped, and unlocked the doors. 
Everyone got out, Emma shepherding me along.  Madison, one hand over her
chest and the other between her legs, followed awkwardly.

   "Hey, there's no one around!" Abby protested to Madison, rubbing her
shoulders.  "You don't have to cover up!  Unless you're embarrassed about
your brother seeing you."

   "It's OK," Madison said, dropping her arms to her sides.  "We're cool
with nudity." Which was true.

   "Hey, then this should all be fun for you!" Abby declared, giving
Madison's shoulder a shake.

   Meanwhile, Emma and Alexis were getting something out of the trunk. 
Vanessa and Abby cheered when they saw it was two bottles of vodka, a
two-liter of Coke, and a twelve-pack of wine coolers.

   "Drink up, ladies!" Emma yelled, passing around some Dixie cups.  "To
Madison, the newest member of the team!"

   "Hey," I protested.  "Isn't that giving alcohol to a minor?"

   "We didn't offer YOU any," Vanessa shot.

   "Hey, she's in college," Abby reasoned.  "Or she's about to be, in a
couple months.  You think she's not going to drink her freshman year?"

   "I'm just saying, it should be her choice." I spread my hands in what I
hoped was a gesture of reasonableness.

   "It's OK, I'll take a shot," Madison said.  "Don't worry, Taran, it's
not my first time."

   That wasn't what I was worried about, but I shrugged as Madison took a
shot, along with the other girls.  Actually, what worried me most was that
Alexis, the driver, was drinking.  Protecting my sister was somewhat less
important than getting back alive.

   To my disapproval, the girls made Maddie take a second shot.  I was
going to stop them if they tried to make her take a third, but they saw how
antsy I was getting and backed off.  Good, I thought.

   "Well," Abby declared, tossing her long red hair.  "Let's get started
with the fun!"

   I had a bad, bad feeling about this.



   Part 3

   "Miss Emma," Abby intoned.  "Would you do the honors?"

   Emma stepped in front of the naked, now tipsy Madison, and pretended to
unfurl a scroll.

   "Madison Green, I hereby declare you to be an official candidate for
entry into the ***** University diving team!" she intoned with mock
gravitas.  "Before you may enter our hollowed ranks -"

   "That's hallowed, dumbass!" Hannah laughed.

   "HALLOWED ranks, thank you Hannah," Emma continued.  "Before you enter
our hallowed ranks, you must complete five tasks."

   Five???

   "The first of these tasks," declared Emma, "Is to prove yourself
physically fit, through a series of calisthenics."

   "Jumping jacks!" yelled Vanessa, opening a wine cooler and taking a
swig.

   "Give us fifty!" Abby ordered.

   And my poor sister had to do fifty jumping jacks in the nude.  Her
breasts bounced as she jumped up and down on the grass.  I winced; that had
to be a little painful.  I looked away, not wanting to witness the rest of
the travesty.

   "Laps!" declared Alexis.  "Around the track three times!"

   There was a track next to the stadium, lit by a few electric lights.  We
walked in that direction.

   "See?" Alexis said, putting her arm around my shoulder.  "It's healthy!
Good exercise!"

   Reaching the track, Madison took off and began to jog laps, while the
girls hooted and drank wine coolers and urged her to go faster.  By the
time she had run three laps, she was sweating, despite the fact that it was
a cool night.  The diving girls ran forward and poured wine cooler over her
head.  It ran in pink rivulets down her pale skin.

   "That was great!" Emma declared.  "Now it's time for squat-thrusts!"

   I gagged.  Seriously?  But Madison was already bending over, looking
flushed and a little unsteady.  Her back was toward me when she bent down,
and I reflexivly looked away.  Sure, my sister and I were comfortable about
each other's bodies, but I had gotten a glimpse of something I knew I
absolutely did not want to see.

   "Madison has a vagina, and Taran has a penis," I remembered my father
saying, years and years ago.  "Here's pictures of what they'll look like
when you both grow up."

   I tried not to compare what I had just glimpsed to my memory of the
pictures.

   Madison was getting more wine cooler poured over her.  Hannah was told
to think of an exercise for Madison, and she decided on squats.  I bided my
time, formulating my plans.

   After Madison's exercise routine was complete, Abby declared that since
the team was a diving team, the second task was for Madison to prove her
diving and swimming skills.  With Abby in the lead, and Alexis shepherding
me in the back, we made our way to the stadium.  There was a fence around
it, and we had to climb over; I looked away when Madison was boosted up and
over.  Then we were inside, and I saw the Olympic-sized pool there.  We
must be at a university athletic facility.  But Madison's university was a
four-hour drive away; this must be some other campus.

   We made our way inside; I looked nervously up and around at the
bleachers, but there was thankfully no one there.  Madison had long since
stopped trying to cover herself; she was sweaty and tipsy and covered in
wine cooler.  I couldn't tell if she was mortified out of her mind or
starting to get into it.  Or maybe just resigned to her fate.  Abby and
Emma kept hitting her on the butt, splashing her with more wine cooler, and
making comments about parts of her body that I won't repeat here.  Suffice
it to say that they were in pretty bad taste.  Abby also grabbed Madison's
nipples again, this time from behind, which almost made Maddie fall over on
the wet tile.  It was just wrong.

   "OK, time to show us your skills," Vanessa said.  "Prove you're really
good enough for the team."

   "Six dives," Abby ordered.  "We want to see your best."

   Madison dutifully climbed up the diving platform.  I was kind of
worried; was she drunk?  Would she fall?  But she seemed pretty steady, and
made it ok.  She stood naked on top of the platform, arms around her
breasts, looking around nervously to make sure nobody was watching.  I
followed her gaze; fortunately, there was nobody.

   "Dive!" Abby yelled.

   And Madison dove.  She stepped forward and executed a beautiful dive (of
some kind, I don't know the official terms), grabbing her ankles and
spinning, then straightening out and knifing through the water with only a
tiny splash.  I caught my breath in spite of myself.  My sister was a
really amazingly talented diver.  People had even talked about her trying
out for the Olympics.  Even nude and humiliated, she had been beautiful to
watch in the air.  I felt guilty for thinking so.

   Madison climbed dripping out of the pool, and the girls razzed her about
what had actually been a picture-perfect dive.  They taunted her and said
she sucked, and that they should cut her from the team for a dive like
that. It was all such total bullshit.  I noticed that Vanessa and Abby were
the meanest.  I would remember that.

   My sister stood there dripping, cold now, water running from her wet
hair down her exposed body.  The girls slapped her on the butt a bunch, and
pushed her toward the platform again.  She climbed up again, and did a
different dive this time, but just as beautiful and skillful.  And again,
they taunted her.  This went on for four more dives after that, until
finally she was done.

   "You know we're kidding." I heard a quiet voice beside me and looked up
to see Alexis.  She patted me on the shoulder.  "Your sister is actually an
amazing diver."

   "I know," I answered, trying to keep the anger out of my voice.  "So
just out of curiosity, why are you doing this to her?"

   "We do it to everyone," she replied.  "It's a bonding thing.  Makes us
better friends in the end."

   I disagreed, of course, but I shrugged.  Patience.  My plans were still
going into effect.

   "The next task," Emma was intoning, "is to display your swimming
ability. However, we are generous, and so, since you do not have a
swimsuit, we will do all we can to help you be more aerodynamic."

   "Hydrodynamic," Hannah corrected.

   What were they talking about?  Then I saw Abby pull a razor out of her
purse, and I knew.  I jerked forward, then saw Alexis watching me, and hung
back.

   The girls made Madison lie down by the pool, and made her spread her
legs (thank God their bodies were blocking that particular view).  Abby
took the razor and bent down, and I heard giggling and gasping.  When they
let her back up, my sister was completely shaved down below.  The girls
clapped, and Madison instinctively put a hand over her privates, but Abby
gently tugged it away.  "Ready to swim some laps?" she asked.

   My sister stepped toward the end of the pool, throwing me a look that
told me she was still keenly feeling the embarrassment.  I was, too.  My
sister just looked weird without her pubes.  Of course I had seen shaved
girls in pornos, and the first real girl I saw naked had shaved too, so it
wasn't like it was something I'd never seen before.  But my sister was
different.  Since puberty, whenever I happened to see her without her
clothes on, she had had that little strip of dark brown hair down there,
like a badge of adulthood, and I remembered being proud when I had got
mine, a couple years ago, because I could be a grown-up like her.  Now she
looked...well, she looked like she had when we were both little kids.  I
didn't like it at all.  It was gross.  why had they made her do that?

   As the girls popped open more wine coolers (I noticed Alexis was still
drinking), Madison dove into the pool and swam laps.  As she did, Abby and
Emma were hard at work on their cell phones, texting...who?  I had a bad
feeling in the pit of my stomach.  This wasn't in the plan.

   As Madison finished her laps and climbed dripping out of the pool - it
was still so weird to see just pink where her pubes should be - there was
the sound of a car engine from outside, in the parking lot, loud and
rumbling.  I froze.  Maddie did too.  We looked back toward the gate, but
all the girls were still smiling.  We heard footsteps coming toward the
gate, and the grunt of someone as they swung up and over.  Someone male.

   Maddie heard it too.  She clapped one arm over her breasts and the other
hand over her crotch, and bent down slightly, watching in fear as her hair
dripped onto the tile.  I rushed over and stood protectively in front of my
sister, shielding her from the sight of whoever was about to walk through
that gate.  All the girls laughed at me.

   Then they arrived - two college guys, athletic and arrogant.  They
looked right at me and my sister, and at the girls around us.

   "Hey," the taller of the guys said.  "Looks like we found the party!"



   Part 4

   "Hey, hon!" Abby said, trotting forward to kiss the tall dark-haired guy
on the cheek and offer him a vodka-and-Coke.  "Glad you could make it."

   "Hey, baby," the shorter, lighter-haired of the men said, as Emma went
up to kiss him, and he pinched her (very attractive) ass.

   Guys from whatever this university was.  Abby and Emma's boyfriends.  Oh
jeez.

   "Who's the kid?" Abby's boyfriend asked.  "And what's he got behind
him?"

   Couldn't he see?  What an asshole.  I felt fear gnawing at the pit of my
stomach.

   "Of course, I should introduce everybody," Abby declared, throwing her
arms wide.  "This is Mike, my boyfriend, and Jason, who's just having
casual sex with Emma."

   Emma blew a raspberry at Abby.  Jason laughed and pinched Emma's butt
again.  Emma slapped him on the cheek.

   "Mike, Jason, you know Alexis and Vanessa.  This is Hannah, she just
joined the team.  The kid is Taran Green, and behind him is the newest
member of our team - well, member-to-be, which is why we're here.  Madison
Green."

   "Do we get to actually meet Madison?" Mike asked, his voice deep and
smooth.  "Or is she going to hide behind her kid brother all night?"

   If I had my way, it would be the latter, but Alexis started pulling me
away from Madison.  I fought her briefly, but she overpowered me, and I
slipped a little on the tile.

   "Feel free to dump the kid in the pool," Vanessa called to the boys, a
little vindictively.

   But I was more worried about Madison, who was now exposed to the college
guys' sight.  She still had her arms covering herself, and looked like she
wanted to melt into the ground.  The two guys looked surprised; had they
known she was going to be naked?

   "Madison, say hi to Mike and Jason," Abby commanded.

   "Hi," Madison squeaked.

   "Nice to meet you," Jason inclined his head.

   "Yeah, hi," Mike said in his smooth-guy voice.

   "It's rude to cover yourself up like that," Emma scolded Madison. 
"Don't you think these guys are gentlemen?"

   "Yeah," agreed Alexis.  "It's kind of rude to act like they're perverts
or something."

   Madison reluctantly dropped her hands to her sides, exposing her breasts
and her newly shaven privates.  I could tell she was dying of shame.  I was
burning with anger.

   "Sorry we couldn't get you a better show," Emma said to Jason.  "Her
breasts are kind of small, I know."

   My sister's breasts weren't small, I wanted to say, they were perfectly
average-sized.  It was Emma who had too much hanging off her chest.  But I
said nothing.

   "Well, I wouldn't say that..." Jason protested.

   "But she has a great ass," Vanessa barked out.  "Maddie, turn around and
show the boys that boo-tay."

   "It's all right -" Mike started to say, but Madison turned around, all
too eager to get her front out of view.

   Jason whistled.  "You were not kiddin'."

   "Stick it out a little," Alexis suggested.  "Show it off."

   Madison dutifully bent over, showing off the bubble of her butt to
maximum effect.  Jason whistled again, and made as if to cover his eyes.

   "Hey," Emma protested.  "Mine is still better, right?"

   "Show em side by side, let me compare," Jason breathed.  She playfully
slapped him again.

   "I think we ought to have Madison show off her diving skills for the
guys, since they missed it before," Alexis suggested.

   "I thought you said -" I started to snark, but a glare from Abby shut me
up.

   "Yeah, show us some dives," Abby told Madison.  "They're not the best,
but Mike and Jason here are just water-polo players, they don't know good
dives from bad."

   Mike snorted, but Madison walked to the platform, climbed up, and dived,
as perfectly as before, cutting the water with only the hint of a splash.
Mike and Jason clapped and cheered.  Madison did a couple more dives, then
Abby called her over to stand in front of the boys.  I wanted to do
something, to run and cover her up, to kick the guys in the nuts, but I
knew that would just get me beaten up.  Wait, I thought.  Revenge is best
served cold.

   "All right, it's time for our welcoming messages," Abby announced,
pulling something else out of her bag.

   A package of markers.  Oh shit.

   "We all get to write something, anywhere we want," Abby explained,
handing out the markers.  She offered one to me.  "Kid?"

   I shook my head and waved my hand, trying to look cool.

   Madison, blushing bright red with shame, stood with her hands on her
head, her legs pressed tightly together, while the girls knelt around her
and wrote on her with colored markers.  The guys hung back.  Mike came over
to stand by me.  I wanted to sidle away, but made myself hold my ground.

   "That's one hot sister you've got there," Mike observed.

   "Thanks," I said guardedly.  "Course, she's my sister, so it's not like
I get off on that."

   Mike nodded.  "Sure," he said quickly.  "I'm just saying, you know."

   "It's mean of Abby to show her to you guys like this," I blurted all at
once.  It wasn't part of my plan, but then again, Mike and Jason weren't
either.

   "Well...Abby can be a little...hardcore," Mike admitted.  "We didn't
know she was going to be naked."

   "She doesn't like you guys seeing her like this," I continued, throwing
caution to the wind.

   "It's college sports," Mike explained.  "There's always stuff like this.
Everybody gets used to it."

   "Why don't the other girls get naked then?" I asked.

   Mike smiled and laughed.  "You know, that's a great idea," he said.



   Part 5

   The girls were done defacing Madison's body.  I couldn't read what they
had written, but I assumed it was nothing nice.  I hoped the marker would
come off easily.

   Emma was handing a black marker to Jason.  "Come on, guys' turn!" she
yelled, her voice a little hoarse with alcohol.  Jason at first waved the
marker off, then shrugged and took it.

   "I know where I'm gonna sign," he declared, and stepped around until he
was behind Maddie.  He kneeled down, and began to inscribe something on my
sister's ass.

   Abby looked at Mike and held him a marker, raising her eyebrows.  Mike
laughed and waved it away.

   "Come on, Mike," Abby urged.  Mike shook his head.

   "That's OK, I'm good," he said.

   "Booo-ring," Abby declared.  "Here, I'll write one for you." she knelt
down opposite Jason and began to write something on my sister's inner
thigh. I winced.

   Jason and Abby finished their defamation of Madison's body, and the
markers were put away.

   "What now?" Alexis asked.

   "As long as people are getting naked," Mike suggested, putting one arm
around Abby's waist, "Why don't we all get naked and have a swim?"

   "No!" Abby laughed, pushing Mike's arm away.

   "Why not?" he pressed.  "You enjoyed it plenty last month at the lake."

   "That was different," Abby protested.

   "I am NOT getting naked in front of that kid!" Vanessa declared angrily,
pointing at me as if there were any other kid present.

   "Yeah, it feels weird," Hannah agreed.

   "Kid, you ever seen a naked grown man before?" Mike called.

   "Just myself in the mirror!" I called back.  Mike and Jason laughed;
Vanessa and Abby snorted contemptuously.

   "Shit yeah, let's do it!" Jason declared.  "Emma, you in?"

   "In front of the kid?" Emma asked gingerly.

   "He's just a kid," Jason protested.  "Come on, let him see a nekkid
chick besides his sister.  We don't want him to grow up a perv, do we?"

   Abby distanced herself from the boys.  "You guys do what you want.  I'm
gonna just sit right here and watch."

   "Me too," Vanessa declared.

   "Suit yourself," Mike shrugged, and started getting out of his clothes.
Jason followed suit.  When they were naked, they gave whoops and ran and
jumped into the pool.  Alexis and Emma laughed and clapped.  Madison looked
grateful that attention had been distracted from her.

   Jason looked up at Emma, standing in indecision on the side of the pool.
Finally she shrugged.  "Ah, ...  it," she said, and started stripping off
as well.  I admit I goggled a little as her jeans and top came off, then
her lacy bra and bikini panties.  Emma was short, but man did she have
curves.  Her breasts were big and round and I caught a glimpse of a wide
pale nipple.  Her butt was a "bubble butt" like my sister's, but even more
so.  Unfortunately, her back was to me, so I didn't get to check out her
frontal region...but the rear view was great.  As soon as she had stripped
down, Emma raced for the pool, giving a whoop and diving in.

   "Alexis!" Jason shouted, holding out a hand.  Alexis nervously backed
away, shaking her head.

   "Hannah!" Mike called.  Hannah shook her head.

   "Y'all are such a bunch o' party poopers!" declared Jason.  He swam over
to grope Emma, who splashed him.

   "Madison!" Mike yelled.  "Come on in the water with us!"

   Madison, nearly forgotten on the sidelines, shrugged, and dove into the
pool.  Mike splashed her in the face.  She gingerly splashed in his
direction.

   "There ya go!" Mike yelled.  The Jason snuck up and dunked him from
behind, and a dunking match ensued.

   In the minutes that followed, Mike and Jason got crazy and tried to
splash the girls on the shore, who ran away and stood there drinking wine
coolers.  Emma intermittently joined them, but learned the perils of doing
so when Jason grabbed her under the arms, levered her up facing us, and
yelled "Titties!  Wooooo!!!" Madison, for her part, hung back and tried not
to be noticed, but occasionally was drawn into a round of splashing by
Mike. Thankfully, the guys kept a respectful distance.

   Abby, Vanessa, and Alexis hurled insults at the boys, who insulted them
back.  Hannah stood watching, a bit enviously, until finally she said: "OK,
I'll join, but just in my underwear."

   As the boys and Emma cheered, the slightly chubby girl stripped off her
shirt and jeans, leaving her in her bra and - I noticed with amusement - a
thong.  She wasn't really chubby, I thought, just solidly built and a
little soft around the thighs.  As she kicked off her jeans, she met my
eyes briefly, giving me a little embarrassed smile.  Then she jumped in,
joining the naked Emma in a splash attack on the boys, which they answered
by dunking the girls.  There was much screaming and flailing, with Madison
staying far back.

   Finally, Abby yelled: "Come on, you dumbasses, we've gotta get going!"

   "Hey, we're having a good time!" Mike called back.  "You sure you don't
wanna jump in?  Water's nice and warm!"

   "No thanks!" Abby yelled back.  "Come on, it's time for Madison's fifth
task of the night!"

   "Aw come on," Mike protested.  "Enough with that stuff, it's all
bullshit!  Let's have fun!"

   "Shut up!" Abby snapped.  "You can stay in there for as long as you
like, but the rest of us are gonna go."

   The guys booed and hissed, but Abby was having none of it.  She started
gathering up the stuff, and Vanessa and Alexis followed suit.

   "OK, have it your way!" Mike yelled, and hopped out of the pool.  Jason
followed.  Abby pointed at Jason's crotch and gave a little laugh.

   "Hey!" he yelled, covering up.  "Shrinkage!  No fair!" Mike laughed.

   "Madison!" Vanessa called, and Madison climbed out of the pool.  The
marker lines had faded, I noticed happily, though they were still there.

   Mike turned to Madison, both of them dripping wet and naked.  He
extended a hand.

   "Miss Madison," he said, "It was fun."

   Seeming less embarrassed, she shook his hand, smiling, but saying
nothing.

   Jason followed Mike, extending his hand.  "Ma'am," he said, "I want you
to know that you have the finest ass I've seen in many years -"

   "HEY!!" protested Emma from the water.

   "- and I want you to know that my dick is usually about three times this
big," he continued.

   "Sure," Madison agreed quietly, and shook his hand too.  The guys
started to get dressed; Madison went to follow them, but remembered that
she had no clothes.

   "I'm not getting dressed in front of him," Emma declared, pointing at
me. "He already saw my ass."

   "AND yer titties!" Jason reminded her.  She splashed him.

   "Make him go away," Emma demanded.

   "Come on," Alexis sighed, tugging my arm.  "Let's go."

   Alexis led me outside the gate.  I was slightly disappointed, but it was
OK.  More important was that my plan for giving these girls their just
desserts might be back on track.We were soon joined by a wet but clothed
Emma, Hannah, Mike, and Jason, and a still-naked (but slightly less
embarrassed) Madison.  They had given her a towel to dry herself off, at
least.

   I noticed that Emma threw me a nasty look as she walked by.  After all,
this was my sister's night to be nude in public, and I wasn't even supposed
to be along, and here I had seen her naked too (well, almost all of her
anyway).  I just grinned back hugely.  That was in character, I thought. 
And it was honest too.

   "OK, we've gotta go," Abby told Mike.  "Thanks for dropping by."

   Mike eyed Madison.  "You're just gonna keep her -"

   Abby pulled Mike's shoulder away from my sister.  "It's initiation.  You
guys do worse to your freshmen, right?"

   Mike looked a little embarrassed.

   "Come on, Taran," Alexis chirped to me.  "We've got one more thing to do
before your sister's a full member of our team."



   Part 6

   Back in the Excursion, we drove around for a while, and the girls slowly
started taunting Emma again, reestablishing the power relationship that had
been disrupted by the antics of the boys.  I reminded myself that the time
had almost come for my little surprise.

   Of course, that was assuming we lived through the night.  Alexis had
drunk a good amount of alcohol, and was now swerving all over the road.  I
held on to the seat and prayed for my life.  Eventually - thankfully - she
pulled over in a Wal-Mart parking lot and the girls got out to discuss
Madison's final task.

   "You just stay in the car and take care of your sister, OK?" Abby told
me as they slammed the doors.

   For the first time since the ordeal began, I was alone with my poor
sister.  Sitting there on the seat next to me, stark naked, her hair still
wet, her pubes gone, black and green and red marker lines all over her arms
and legs and breasts.  She was utterly exhausted.

   "I'm sorry, Maddie," I said honestly.

   "That's OK," she said back, and smiled at me.  "You've been great.  It
would have been so much harder without you." She leaned over and gave me a
big hug.  I hugged her back, and was surprised to hear her chuckle.

   "You doing OK?" I asked worriedly.

   "Yeah," she sighed.  "It's almost over, at least."

   "Those girls are total d-bags," I declared vehemently.

   "Well, some of them are nice," said Madison.  "Abby just kind of
dominates them.  And they go along with it because it's team stuff,
y'know?"

   "Yeah," was all I could say.  "Still..."

   "Don't worry about it, kiddo," Maddie said, patting my head.  "I'll be
just fine.  Don't worry."

   this was good to hear, but I was still pissed.  They had made my sister
run around naked, made her show herself off to truckers and who knows who
else, showed her off to some random water polo guys, treated her like crap
the whole time, and put her life (and mine) in danger with a drunk driver.
It was time for some payback.  I reached for the glove compartment, opened
it, found a pen.  The from within my shirt I took out an envelope and
started to write.

   Madison looked at what I was doing, wide-eyed.  "What are you doing?"
she asked.  "Is that -"

   "Shh," I said curtly.  "It's time for some ...ing payback."

   Saying this, I slipped something into the envelope, sealed it up, put it
back under my shirt, walked out of the car.  The girls were standing in a
huddle.  They looked over at me as I walked across the lot.

   "Where are you going?" Abby demanded.

   "Gotta pee," I called back.  "You wanna watch me, or can I go do it over
there?"

   The girls turned away and ignored me.  I waled to a P.O.  box standing
by the side of the road, slipped something in, and then did my business and
walked back.  The girls had finished piling into the car; I noticed with
apprehension and annoyance that Alexis was still driving.

   "Shouldn't someone else drive?" I asked.

   "Shut the hell up, jesus!" Vanessa snapped, rounding on me with wide
angry eyes.  "Do you ever -"

   "It's OK," Hannah said.  "I only had two.  I'll drive, it's OK."

   There was grumbling, but the switch was made, and we drove off, heading
into residential neighborhoods.

   "OK," Abby announced, once we were in the middle of a bunch of nice,
expensive-looking houses.  "Madison, your final task is this."

   "Don't I get to say it?" whined Emma.

   "OK, sure, go ahead," snapped Abby.

   "Madison, your final task is this," Emma said gravely.  "We are going to
park near, but not in front of, five houses.  At each house, you will knock
on the door, say you are lost, and ask for directions.  If they offer you
clothes, you are to politely refuse.  Furthermore, you are not to cover or
conceal yourself in any way, and you are not to tell anyone that we are
here in the car, or anything about the team or the initiation."

   "Hey!" I protested.  "That's illegal!  And it's ...ing dangerous -"

   "Wash your mouth out with soap, little boy!" Abby exclaimed.

   "And then shut the ...  up," Vanessa growled.  "I'm seriously sick of
this kid's crap."

   There was no use waiting any longer.  "Guess what," I said, "I'm tired
of YOUR crap.  And it's gone on just about long enough, thank you very
...ing much.  Now pull this car over, I have something to show you."

   They all turned to look at me.  "What's he talking about?" demanded
Alexis.

   "Yeah, I think you should tell us right now," Abby said, her voice
dangerous.

   I reached into my leg pocket, grabbed the little piece of black plastic
that was protruding innocently from my cargo pants.  I held it up for them
to see.

   "What's going on?" Hannah called from the driver's seat.  Everyone
ignored her.

   "See this?" I asked.  "It's a spycam.  I just ordered it off the
internet, and it works great.  Battery powered, holds forty minutes of
video."

   "What the ...!" yelled Abby, and Heather pulled the car over in a
strip-mall parking lot.

   "Give me that!" shouted Emma, and grabbed it.  I let her take it from
me.

   "You little bastard," Abby growled.  "We oughtta kick your ass."

   "I wouldn't advise that," I chided, a huge grin on my face.  "Notice
that it has room for two Compact Flash memory cards.  Notice that there is
one memory card in the slot.  The other one is in a P.O.  box by the
Wal-Mart where we just stopped a little while ago."

   "What -" Abby interjected, but I cut her off, not caring if my voice was
reaching into the upper octaves.

   "The second memory card is in a stamped envelope addressed to a friend
of mine," I continued.  "It requires a password to access.  It contains
videos of you five hazing a freshman, forcing her to commit indecent
exposure, and driving drunk as well.  If I give my friend the password, I
will also tell him to send the evidence to the police."

   "You wouldn't dare!" hissed Abby.  "Your sister will be off the team if
you do that!  You don't want that, do you Madison?"

   "I don't care what she wants," I yelled, before they could bring
pressure to bear on my already-long-suffering sister.  "All I know is that
if the police see that evidence, you won't have a team any more.  Or a
future in college.  And I'm just about pissed off enough to do that to you
no matter what you do.  OK?"

   Everyone was silent for a long moment.

   "Out of the car," Abby suddenly said.

   "No, she gets to stay inside," I said, jerking my head toward Madison.
Abby nodded once.

   Hey, I thought.  My powers are growing.  Now, for the coup de grace. 
The piece de resistance.  The...OK, I admit I don't speak French.



   Part 7

   "I oughtta kick you in the balls," Vanessa stormed, looking like she was
ready to do it.

   "Do that," I spat back, internally praying she didn't, "and I'll send
you to women's prison.  Is it worth it?"

   "But you won't send those videos in," Emma protested.  "Your sister is
naked in em."

   "So?" I shrugged.  "It's low-res.  Not high quality.  Good enough to
identify faces though, besides the fact that you guys said each other's
names like dumbasses."

   They fumed at my taunting but said nothing.

   "I don't think you realize how much power I have over you right now," I
continued, my voice hardening.  This was the payoff I had waited for all
night.  "I can seriously end your athletic and college careers with a
single word, and I won't be out anything at all.  Anything.  I should do it
just to spite you d-bags for the way you treated my sister.  Maybe I will.
What can you give me to make me let you assholes go?"

   There was a long silence.

   "What do you want?" asked Alexis.  "Sorry, Abby, he's got us.  I don't
want to be kicked out of college."

   Abby, Vanessa, and Emma were still fuming, but I could see that the
upper hand was mine.

   "What do you want us to do?" Abby grumbled.

   "First," I said, "My sister needs some clothes.  And I notice that
you're about her size.  So you're going to strip off and give her something
to wear."

   Abby made no move, just glared at me with a look fit to kill.

   "Now," I ordered.

   Abby started to strip.  she slowly pulled down her skirt, and then
peeled off her top, leaving her in bright red bra and panties.  She was
built a bit like my sister, with slim, well-muscled legs, medium-sized
breasts, slim hips, and shoulders that were just a little wide.  I noticed
with an internal snicker that she lacked my sister's excellent rear end,
but I kept a straight face.  All in all, I thought with a secret shudder,
Abby was gorgeous.  She held out the skirt and top toward me, glaring.

   "All of it," I demanded flatly.  "Come on."

   Snorting in rage, Abby peeled off her underwear and bra.  She had a
landing strip of bright red pubic hair (the red was natural, I thought),
and small very pale nipples.  She looked like a model.  I took her
underwear and said "Be right back." Abby put one arm over her breasts and
the other over her pubes.  "And don't cover," I added.

   When she obeyed me, I know I could get these girls to do anything I
wanted.

   As Abby stood naked and exposed in the parking lot with her teammates, I
returned to the Excursion and opened the door, seeing my nude sister
huddled there, hugging herself.  I handed her the clothes.

   "Here," I said, "Put these on.  The panties are optional, of course."

   "Think I'll just save those," she said.  Madison grabbed the clothes and
started to pull them on, but looked worried.  "How can I be on the team
now?" she asked.  "I'm going to have to quit."

   "No you won't," I soothed her.  "Let me handle this."

   "OK," she sighed, giving half a laugh.  "You...I...I have to admit, that
was pretty incredible."

   "You ain't seen nuthin' yet," I grinned, and went back to the girls in
the parking lot.

   Naked Abby was still standing, hands at her side, where I had left her.
I wondered if she had covered herself when I had looked away, or been too
afraid.  She and the other girls broke off a furtive conversation as soon
as I returned.

   "Very good," I told Abby.  "Now, turn around."

   Abby did as she was told.  I inspected her ass, my hand on my chin.  "A
little bit flat," I mused.  "Kind of long.  Muscular, that's good.  Not in
the same league as my sister's, but then again, I'm not supposed to say
things like that about my sister, so I'd say your ass is perfectly
acceptable."

   A snicker from Emma.  I grinned at her, and Abby shot her what I can
only assume was a withering glare.

   "Now," I continued, "Because I'm not willing to commit sexual assault, I
think I should have one of you other girls do this job.  Alexis, can you
slap Abby on the ass?"

   Alexis looked at me, a little drunkenly.  "Hard or soft?" she asked.

   "Alexis!" Abby hissed.

   "Whatever you like," I waved my hand.

   Alexis walked over to Abby, who stepped away to escape.  "Ah-ah-AH!" I
chided.

   "Sorry Abby," Alexis said, and she bent down and delivered Abby's butt a
stinging slap.

   "Very good," I said.  "And because I'm a decent stand-up guy, I'll spare
you the nipple-pinching shit you did to my sister."

   "You can't do this!" Abby hissed.  "If you do this, we can send you to
jail too!"

   "Oh yeah?" I laughed.  "Where's your proof?  Shoulda brought a spycam,
huh?"

   That shut her up.

   "OK," I declared, "I think we've singled out Abby enough...for now. 
Time for the rest of you guys to strip down."

   A chorus of dismayed groans and protests.

   "Come on," I said as sternly as I could.  "You all got to see my sister
naked, now this is only fair.  Strip.  come on."

   Alexis, Emma, and Hannah shrugged and began to strip down.  I watched
with carefully controlled glee.

   "I am NOT stripping for you," Vanessa declared, crossing her arms.  "I'd
rather puke."

   "Feel free to do both," I shot back.  "You're a vicious angry d-bag. 
Now strip off all your clothes or all your teammates are gonna be sorry."

   "Just do it, Ness!" Emma whined, peeling her panties down over her
short, muscular legs.

   Vanessa looked around, found no way out, and giving me another murderous
glare, started to strip off her clothes.  She took much longer than the
others, who were already nude.  I took some time to drink in the sight of
the first naked college girls I'd seen in real life.  Alexis was the
tallest, long and lanky, with kind of a flat butt, small breasts, shaved
pubes, and really excellent legs that just went on and on.  Emma I had seen
before, but only now in her full glory - and believe me, her breasts and
ass were glorious indeed.  She was shaved too, I noticed - must be a
popular style.  Hannah was not shaved, she had a landing strip of pale
brown hair.  Although she wasn't quite as purely hot as the others, she
wasn't bad, and she was definitely taking her situation with more
equanimity than the others.  Finally Vanessa was fully nude, and I admired
her long tan body, with its small breasts, dark nipples, stick-slender (but
athletic) legs, and delicate shoulders.  She was shaved too, I saw - what
was up with all these women shaving their va-jay-jays?  Well, who was I to
question girls' fashions...I was just a fifteen-year-old boy in naked babe
heaven.

   "OK, everybody turn around and face me!" I ordered.  They did, and man
was that line of girls gorgeous.  Abby, the prettiest, one leg cocked to
the side, fuming with rage...Vanessa, her hands making fists at her
sides...Emma, eyebrows raised, accepting her nudity with good grace,
sticking out her chest to amazing effect...Hannah, more than a little
scared, but not angry...Alexis, resigned, idly covering her crotch with her
hands (I threw her a look, and she dropped them to her sides).  My God, I
thought, in no way do I deserve this.  But it was real!

   We were in a parking lot away from the road, and there was no one
around, so I thought I'd have a little fun.

   "Hmm," I said, walking up and down the line like a general inspecting
his troops.  "Emma has the nicest butt of the bunch, of course.  Hannah,
not bad either.  Alexis, a little flat, sorry, but nice back."

   I moved around to the front.  Abby and Vanessa were obviously dying to
cover themselves against the humiliation; Emma put her hands on her hips as
if she was showing off, looking up and off into the sky.

   "I like Emma's big tits," I continued, "but size isn't everything,
Vanessa, Alexis.  All of you guys are doing pretty well in the boobage
department.  Emma's are the perkiest, which is pretty amazing given their
size...hmm..."

   I stood there stroking my chin, still looking.  "As for legs...well, I'm
gonna have to give it to Alexis.  Yours are just amazing."

   I watched their reactions as I evaluated their bodies.  Emma seemed
almost pleased, Alexis seemed amused, Hannah still seemed scared.  Vanessa
was the angriest, and Abby was by now scheming how to get me back.

   But oh, I thought, I'm not done with you.  Oh no.



   Part 8

   "I'm not making Madison watch this," I told the naked girls in the
parking lot, "because she's not part of this.  I don't want you blaming
this on her, she went along like a good little freshman victim on all your
bullshit hazing, she was gonna suck it up and take one for the team, so you
guys would like her and accept her.  But I am not her.  I am the spirit of
justice and retribution.  And so I think it's time for you guys to do some
jumping jacks.  Let's say, fifty."

   "You little bastard," Vanessa snarled.

   "No, YOU little bastard," I corrected, wondering why she had so much
rage in her.  "Now get going, I'll be counting!  Sort of."

   They began to jump, boobs flying, cute legs scissoring into the air.  I
sort of kept count, but not really.  Eventually they were done, a sheen of
sweat on each girl's forehead.

   "OK," I said, "squat-thrusts it is.  Because I'm nice, and not totally a
perv, I'll let you face toward me so I don't see right up your
baby-makers."

   All except Abby looked grateful.  They dropped to all fours and began
the routine, their breasts hanging beautifully down in front of them.  Some
considerably more than others.

   When they were done, I let them rest a moment.

   "All right," I declared, "it's time for public nudity and exhibitionism.
Let's head to the road, girls, we're gonna flash some truckers."

   "But -" Vanessa whined, suddenly pleading.  I admit that a pleading tone
on a completely naked college girl never fails to move me.

   "No buts!" I snapped.  "I am the spirit of justice and retribution!!"

   "But we've already DONE this!" Vanessa continued desperately.  "We did
it when we got initiated!"

   That stopped me short.

   "Hmm..." I said, rubbing my chin.

   "That's right," Hannah chimed in.  "I had to go into a convenience store
butt-naked and buy a soda."

   "I had to dance naked for like half the water polo team," Emma recalled.

   "You liked it though," Alexis said.

   "She made me go naked to the house of a boy I liked," Vanessa said,
inclining her head toward Abby, "and do that 'me-love-you-long-time'
routine!"

   They all looked at Vanessa.  I saw her, standing there utterly naked and
suddenly very vulnerable.  She looked like she was about to cry.  I
suddenly glared at Abby, who looked down, ashamed.  What a rotten, awful
thing to do, I thought.  what a total d-baggy thing to make someone do.  No
wonder Vanessa was so full of rage.

   "OK," said after a minute.  "I'm guessing that Abby started this reign
of terror, and began all this naked hazing.  Am I right?"

   "Well, not completely," Alexis said matter-of-factly.  "there was some
of it before.  But she made it a lot worse."

   "You went along with it," Abby said reproachfully.  "I didn't notice you
complaining."

   Alexis shrugged.

   "OK," I asked, "What's the order of seniority here?  What year is
everyone?  Alexis?"

   "Abby is a senior, Emma and I are juniors, Vanessa is a sophomore, and
Hannah's a transfer, she came in last semester," Alexis told me.

   "Then that means Abby has hazed three generations, Alexis and Emma two,
and this is Vanessa and Hannah's first hazing.  Right?" Nods.

   "So," I continued, "Vanessa and Hannah, after you apologize to my sister
you can put your clothes back on, and no more retribution.  Alexis and
Emma, you still need to work off a bit of your karma.  And Abby, I'm kind
of pissed at you after hearing all this."

   No one said anything.

   "OK," I said, "First order of business is that all of you guys owe my
big sister a sincere apology.  Let's go."

   One by one, the naked divers lined up and headed for the Excursion.  I
got Maddie to come out, and one by one the girls apologized to her, their
eyes downcast.  Abby's apology seemed insincere, but the others seemed real
enough.

   "Great," I said.  "Vanessa and Hannah, you can put on your clothes.  No
more humiliation for you.  I'm sorry you had to go through all that, but
you should think about other people's feelings before you pass on the crap
that people did to you."

   They hurried back to their clothes, while I focused on the three naked
girls who were left.

   "OK, guys," I said.  "now who's ready to flash some truckers?"

   A few minutes later, we were cruising down the road in the Excursion. 
Maddie was driving, with nude Alexis in shotgun.  I shared the middle seat
with a still very naked Emma.  And in the back seat, Hannah and Vanessa,
now fully dressed, kept watch over their one-time tormentor, the still
naked - and still fuming - Abby.

   Right now, Emma and Alexis were perched up on the seats, their legs
spread for balance, their arms up and gripping the ceiling handles.  Their
naked asses were in the air, hanging out the windows, and they were
screaming with a mix of embarrassment and excitement as we passed a trucker
on the left.  He honked and waved as the two girls' asses drifted slowly
by.

   "Oh my God I'm so embarrassed!" Emma screamed, her eyes shut.  In front
of me, her breasts dangled, so close...

   "I repent!" Alexis yelled.  "I repent all my sins!" The trucker honked
again.

   We passed a couple more cars, favored them with a view of Alexis and
Emma's lovely rear ends.  Suddenly, I head a yell from the back seat:
"Screw it, I'm doin' this!" Glancing back, I saw Hannah stand up in her
seat, roll down the window, and drop her pants and panties to her ankles,
while Vanessa watched in disbelief and Abby ignored the whole thing. 
Hannah joined Emma and Alexis in sticking her bare ass out the window, so
that we had a row of three asses.  Small, medium, and large, I thought to
myself with a grin.

   Just then we passed a slow-driving convertible full of college guys -
maybe from the same campus as Mike and Jason, I thought.  I yelled for
Madison to slow the Excursion, and we treated the guys to our gallery of
bare diver booty.  They stood up in the seats, whooping and cheering, and
Emma closed her eyes again and made a face halfway between crying and
laughing.

   "OK, let's show em some tits!" I called.

   They two juniors shifted around and knelt on the seats, leaning out the
windows and cupping their breasts for all to see, while I got a wonderful
close-up view of Emma's legendary ass.  As the college guys gave more
cheers, and inappropriate offers and suggestions, Hannah ducked in, pulled
up her pants, and looked at me and at Vanessa.  "I'm gonna go for it!" she
declared, and shucked off her shirt and undid her bra.  Abby, still sitting
there naked with a stony glare on her face, said nothing.  Hannah, grinning
wildly, gave a whoop and stuck her ample breasts out to join those of the
two upperclassmen.  More cheers from the guys, and after a minute or so of
that we sped away.

   After flashing about four or five more cars, I gave them permission to
come back inside.

   Emma plopped down beside me, flushed with exhileration.  Despite me
being the spirit of justice and retribution and all, I was a
fifteen-year-old boy, and the presence of a hot butt-naked college girl,
breathing hard, in the seat next to mine was pretty heady.

   "How did that feel?" I asked Emma.

   "I have...absolutely...no modesty...anymore," she declared, and leaned
against me.  Her bare breast fell against my arm.  Compelled by necessity,
I reached down and adjusted my pants.  In the back, Hannah was putting her
clothes back on, with Vanessa saying "I can't believe you did that!"

   "Um...good?" I ventured.

   "You done got me butt-nekkid, kid" she drawled in a fake Southern
accent, and her hand brushed across my crotch - accidentally?  I shifted
away from her hand and stifled the urge to grab the breast lying on my arm,
and squeeze and squeeze...

   "Yeah...um...why don't we go get you some clothes, you guys have done
enough," I suggested.  This was all getting a little intense.

   We pulled over into a rest stop, and we got Emma and Alexis' clothes. 
Emma, still drunk on the thrill of flashing, did a spontaneous little dance
before putting on her clothes - one that did pretty amazing things to her
already-described assets.  Anyway.

   Alexis stood there, in naked contemplation, for a moment.  Dear God, I
thought, those legs.  One was slightly bent, showing off shapely calf and
long slender thigh to full effect.  I shivered.

   "Aren't you going to put on your clothes?" I asked her.

   "Sure," she said absently.  Then she suddenly turned and walked toward
me quickly.  I flinched away, covering my balls with one hand just in case,
but she grabbed my head and kissed me, hard (no tongue though, sadly). 
This was weird, not just because she was totally naked, and not just
because she was six years older than me, and not just because I had just
finished making her do humiliating stuff, but also because she stood half a
head taller than me.

   "You know?" she said softly as I gazed down a long expanse of naked
woman, "In a kind of twisted way, you're really sweet."

   Anyway, while I was reeling in shock from that, she walked back and put
on her clothes without another word.

   "All...right..." I panted, after taking a minute to recover.  "So we've
all had quite enough hazing for one night...except for a certain special
someone."

   Abby, guarded by Vanessa and Hannah, was standing sullen and naked and
beautiful by the Excursion, one slender leg cocked against the door, her
red hair (upper and lower) a dull rust-brown in the lights of the rest
stop.

   "Hey Vanessa," I called.  "Can you grab Abby's bag out of the car?"



   Part 9

   But as I looked at Abby, a grin spreading across my face, she put an arm
over her breasts and a hand over her crotch, and gave me a cool look of
hatred.

   "I don't think so," she said calmly.

   "Oh no?" I wondered what she had up her nonexistent sleeve.  Actually, I
thought, she was pretty hot like that, covering herself up.  In a way, it
was hotter than being completely exposed.

   "I don't think you can threaten me into doing anything else," Abby
explained, as a now-clothed Emma and Alexis ambled over to join us.  "See,"
she continued, "You've already made all these other girls do all that crap.
If I stop playing your little game, you're not going to turn them all in
just to get me."

   As she said that, the other girls looked worriedly at me.  They had to
be wondering if Abby was right, or if I'd screw them all over, after they
had done squat-thrusts and flashed frat boys, just because Abby tried to
buck me.

   "Well," you're sort of right," I said slowly, rubbing my chin and
feeling the beard stubble there.  "It's true that I'm not going to turn you
in to the cops now.  The rest of you guys are perfectly safe."

   A collective exhalation of breath greeted this declaration.

   "BUT," I went on, "that doesn't mean you're out of the woods, Abby. 
See, I think these girls are pretty pissed at you, not just for getting
them into this situation tonight, but for being such a jerk over so many
years."

   Abby started to say something biting, then looked around.  Emma and
Alexis were looking at Abby with cool amusement; Vanessa with cold,
long-suppressed rage.  Suddenly Abby looked less sure of herself.

   "Let me ask you a question," I continued.  "When you got initiated into
the swim team, did they make you get naked and do silly stuff, like you
made all these other girls do?"

   Abby's silent glare answered my question for me.  "I see," I nodded. 
"Well, I think we should consider this your long-overdue freshman
initiation, then.  What do you girls say?"

   No one said anything.  Then Emma shrugged and said "He's got a point,
Abs."

   Abby responded with something unprintable.  And that was that.

   "So..." I pursed my lips.  "Vanessa, can you get those markers out from
Abby's bag?"

   "Oh no," Abby said, shaking her head.

   "Oh YES," I grinned, and then Vanessa was handing markes to Hannah, to
Alexis, to Emma, and finally to Madison, who had been standing back and
watching the proceedings with a little grin on her face, letting me do my
thing.

   "I think these girls would like you to spread your legs and put your
hands on your head," I told Abby wryly.

   Abby looked around at the advancing girls, and with a sigh of
exasperation, uncovered her breasts and crotch and put her hands on her
head, spreading her long nice legs.  Long red hair fell around her pretty,
angry face and over her pale white shoulders.  I had to admit, she was a
really good-looking girl.  If only she weren't such a total d-bag.

   The girls converged on Abby, and began to write.  I checked out the
stuff they wrote, and it wasn't too bad, mostly just silly stuff and diving
team slogans.  But Vanessa's message, written in green all over Abby's ass,
was pretty harsh: "I got metaphorically screwed by a fifteen-year-old boy,"
it read.  I looked at Vanessa, who looked up from finishing the
inscription, and for the first time all night, she smiled at me.  She was
pretty when she smiled.  As the girls backed away to admire their
handywork, Vanessa delivered Abby a resounding slap on her green-covered
butt.  Abby gave a little involuntary shout and jerked her arms down to her
rear, and everyone laughed.

   Then, that humiliation over with, I looked around at the other girls for
a cue as to what to do.  They looked back at me, obviously expecting me to
come up with some new embarrassment.  I knew just the thing.

   "Hmm..." I said thoughtfully.  "What else?  Well, it's kind of unfair
that my sister should have to have her fashion choices made for her.  I
think Abby should have to lose her pubes too."

   "It is more hydrodynamic," my sister ventured quietly, and everyone
(except Abby) laughed.  Vanessa grabbed the shaving kit out of Abby's bag.

   Suddenly Hannah blurted: "Does that mean I have to lose my pubes too?"

   "No, of course not," I told her.  "Well, unless you want to."

   She actually considered it.  "Nah," she said, "I'll keep em.  I'm
already not very hydrodynamic." As she said this, she grabbed her butt, and
the other girls chuckled.

   "Well, I guess it's just you, Abby," Alexis said.  I took a last,
longing look at Abby's pubic hair, that fiery red little rectangle between
her thighs.  I'd be sad to see it go, I thought.

   Resigned to her fate, Abby sat down on the wet grass, her cute legs
spread wide, and the girls kneeled around her.  Vanessa did the honors.  I
permitted myself to look this time, and got a little more education about
the female anatomy.  when they were done, and Abby stood back up, the red
rectangle was gone, replaced by a pink triangle with a little slit on the
end.  Seeing this gorgeous older woman, standing there all naked and
vulnerable and angry and beautiful, I was suddenly seized with the urge to
run up and...well, I don't know, grab her?  Throw her to the ground and
ravish her?  Remember, this was puberty.

   "OK," I said, "Now that that's done, Abby has one more task to perform
before she's completely rehabilitated."

   "Oooh, what is it?" Hannah asked eagerly.

   "It's a surprise," I told her, grinning.  "You guys get in the car, I'll
be right there.  Vanessa, can you hand me Abby's phone?"

   Vanessa handed me the phone, and they piled into the car.  I placed a
quick call to a friend of mine, calling up his number from memory, and
stuck the phone in my pocket.

   "OK, let's head back toward our house," I declared.  Madison gave me a
salute and swung the Excursion around.

   A ten minute drive, and we were back in Maddie and my neighborhood.  But
instead of heading to our house, I had her head over to the other side of
the neighborhood.  The girls laughed and joked all the way, ignoring Abby;
it was a much more fun, lighthearted atmosphere than what we'd started out
with.  And, I was happy to see, Madison started getting in on the fun,
joking with the rest of them.  Already, I thought, she was part of the
team.

   Finally, we reached a certain house, and I called for Maddie to pull
over.  "Everybody out," I barked.

   "I can't go out like this," Abby hissed.  "There's all kinds of people
around!"

   I turned and gave her an arch look, and she instinctively covered her
breasts.  "What was the final task you had planned for my sister?" I asked
coolly.  Abby said nothing, but made a pained face.  "Look," I said, "it's
two in the morning, and we're gonna head straight to the house.  No one's
gonna arrest you for being naked on the street.  OK?"

   Abby said nothing, but got out of the car, covering herself and trying
to hide behind the bodies of Emma and Alexis as we walked to the house. 
When we were almost to the front porch, my sister gave a laugh of
recognition as she realized where we were.  I didn't have to knock; my
friends were watching from the windows.  They swung the door open as we
approached, and we bustled into the house of my friend Vineet.

   Abby found herself stark naked in the midst of a bunch of fifteen- and
sixteen-year-old boys.  She looked around in horror, and dropped to a
crouch, arms crossed over her chest.  Everyone stared.  There were Tom
Snyder, Mark Greenbaum, Mark Chang, Alex Nurevich, Jordan Hansen, and
Vineet.  High school juniors and sophomores all - my good old gang of
friends.  Everyone knew Madison; the rest introduced themselves, and diving
girls and high school boys shook hands all around.  The guys, I noted
appreciatively, kept darting wide-eyed glances at Abby where she crouched
in humiliation; they had seen my pull some crazy stunts in life, but they
never expected me to bring over a live naked hot twenty-one-year-old girl.

   "Hey," I called out, "we still need to introduce Abby." Everyone turned
to look at her.  "Abby?" I said.  "Why don't you stand up and meet my
friends?"

   Abby showed no inclination to move, so Hannah and Vanessa went to pull
her upright.  Abby shook them off, and stood, putting one hand back over
her recently shaven crotch.  The guys just stared appreciatively.

   "Hi, I'm Vineet," said Vineet, moving forward to shake Abby's hand. 
Abby made no move to accept his handshake, and Vanessa slapped Abby on the
ass again.  Abby chose to expose her crotch, and gingerly shook Vineet's
hand.  After that, the rest of the guys lined up for a handshake.

   "Hey," Emma asked Vineet, "You got any dance music around here?"

   "Not too loud," I cautioned, "it'll piss off the neighbors."

   So while Abby stood naked in the middle of the boys and girls, Vineet
grabbed his laptop and speakers and put on a dance mix.  We started dancing
around in the living room; Emma and Hannah epseically were having fun
dancing with the high school boys.  Emma, I found out, had some pretty
awesome moves.

   "Dance!" Alexis shouted, and slapped Abby on the ass.  Abby gave her a
pleading look, but then Vanessa slapped her butt again, and Abby was forced
to dance.  At first she tried to keep covered up, but quickly realized the
futility of this, and gave in to the inevitable.  Exposed for the first
time in front of a bunch of teenage boys, dancing naked and awkward in a
room full of fully clothed people, the redheaded woman was about as
mortified as it was possilbe for a human being to be.

   Good, I thought.

   Hannah came over and grabbed me for a dance.  My arms went around her
waist, and hers went around my neck.  I noticed with relief that she was
shorter than I was.  The proximity of her breasts was a little
intoxicating, I have to admit, especially since I had recently seen those
breasts waving out the window of a car.  Hannah looked into my eyes with a
sultry stare; I realized she was pretty.

   "Too bad you couldn't join the fun," she said to me.  "You know, get
naked with the rest of us."

   I shrugged.  "I'm underage."

   She nodded, and then leaned close to my ear, and softly said: "In three
years, Taran Green, we're gonna come back and get you, and your ass is
going to be naked for a whole solid week."

   I gulped, and suddenly I had to move my hips a little back from her as
we danced.  "I'll be...um...looking forward to it," I told her, and there
was some truth to it.  She replied with a quick peck on my cheek, and now I
really felt the need to sit down.  But Emma came over and cut in, and then
Alexis, who had found some vodka in Vineet's parents' cabinets and had
gotten Emma to join her in a round; both of them stumbled a little as we
danced, but it was OK.  Finally, Vanessa cut in, which surprised me, and I
found myself with my arms around the slender waist of the girl who just a
few hours ago had hated my guts so much.

   "I'm sorry I was a bitch to you," she said softly, a sour look on her
face.  "You're a good brother to your sister."

   "No worries," I said.  "It all worked out in the end.  I'm sorry I made
you get naked."

   "It's OK," she replied.  "I deserved it for being mean to your sister.
She really is a great girl."

   "Thanks," I grinned.  "Yeah, she isn, isn't she?  Take care of her, OK?"

   "We will," Vanessa said, and I felt a rush of relief.  Maddie was going
to make it on the team after all.  Looking over, I saw Vineet dancing with
Maddie, and Abby surrounded by the stares of several of my friends.

   Then we were exhausted, and the dancing was over.  All eyes turned back
to Abby as people plunked themselves down in couches and chairs or leaned
against walls.  Abby covered herself again, but by now everyone had seen
everything plenty of times, and it was just kind of pointless.

   "OK," I said, fishing Abby's phone out of my pocket and handing it to
Vineet.  "Here you go, this is Abby's phone.  It takes nice pictures.  Feel
free to document anything you like, and send it to her boyfriend Mike.  He
should be in the address book."

   "Screw you!" Abby yelled, making a lunge for the phone in a flash of
pale skin and multicolored marker streaks.  Vineet and I danced back; she
tried again, but we were way too fast, and she slipped on the hardwood,
going down on her ass and flashing the boys in the process.  She quickly
clapped her knees together and scrambled to her feet.

   "What the hell do you think you're doing?!" she yelled.

   "Well, we're out of here," I shrugged.  "Maddie and I have got to be in
bed by a reasonable hour, you know.  It's already like three or
three-thirty in the morning."

   "Give me back my clothes!" Abby demanded.  "You can't just leave me here
naked with these kids!"

   "Well," I said, "Your clothes are on Madison right now, and we couldn't
give them back without embarrassing her, which I am pretty keen on avoiding
right now.  So I think we'll just take them as a token of Maddie's
acceptance onto the diving team, and call it a day."

   "So...I'm just going to be left here, naked, with these random kids?"
Abby spluttered.  Those random kids had giant grins all over their faces.
Vineet was already snapping pictures of Abby, making sure to get the
message written in green on her ass.

   I shrugged again.  "You have your bag.  You have everything you need. 
I'm sure you can persuade these kids to let you throw something on - a
towel or a sheet or something of Vineet's mom's.  And some guys here have
cars, they can give you a ride back whenever they're ready."

   Abby looked like she was about to slap me.  Then she looked around, and
saw that no one was on her side.  She snorted in defeat and crossed her
arms over her breasts, looking away.  If she didn't have marker writing all
over her, I thought, she could be a nude model in a magazine.

   "Anyway," I said, looking around at everybody, "Moral of the story,
hazing is bad, be nice to younger people, etc.  etc.  And also, diving team
girls are hot."

   "Woo-hoo!" whooped Emma, and the others echoed her.

   "And Abby looks great naked!" I yelled, raising an imaginary glass to
toast.  Everyone whooped and cheered.  Abby sighed and gave me a look of
amused resignation.  she uncrossed her arms and put them on her hips, and
just slowly shook her head.



   Part 10 - Epilogue

   "One more time, Diving Team!" Emma shouted.  Standing on the seats of
the Excursion, Alexis, Emma, Hannah, and Vanessa dropped their pants to
their ankles.  Alexis, Emma, and Hannah took their panties as well, but
Vanessa modestly kept hers up.  Then four beautiful asses were hanging out
the windows as we cruised through my neighborhood at four in the morning,
and five semi-naked girls were whooping with delight.

   A couple minutes later, Maddie and I stumbled out onto the walkway of
our house, and Vanessa waved to us as she wheeled the SUV away back toward
their college, where Maddie would be moving in just a couple months.  We
waved back, and turned away.  Our crazy adventure was finally over.

   As soon as we got in the door, Madison grabbed me and hugged me in a
long, quiet embrace, her chin on my shoulder.  When she finally let me go,
there were tears in her eyes.

   "You are such a great brother, Taran," she said, smiling through the
tears.

   "I know," I answered, and hugged her again.

   When we were done with the sibling bonding, Madison went upstairs to
take a shower ("I gotta get all this marker crap off me," she said), and I
went to my room to relieve myself.  Hey, it had been a long exciting night,
and I was fifteen years old.  I had trouble deciding whether to fantasize
about Alexis (who had kissed me), Emma (whose body I had gotten to feel
more than I probably should have), or Hannah (who had said such nice
naughty things when she danced with me).  I eventually settled on imagining
all three at once.

   Luckily, I finished before my sister called me from the shower to ask
for help scrubbing the marker off her back.  I'm not going to narrate that
part, of course, because A) I had had enough of seeing my sister naked to
last five lifetimes, and B) like I said, we're really not that uptight
about that kind of thing.  Instead, I'll tell you what happened the next
day.

   The next day, I woke up in the morning (OK, afternoon) to find several
emails from Vineet sitting in my inbox.  They were prefaced by the phrase
"DELETE these after you look at them!!", which reminded me that I had to
ask Vineet to send me back my Compact Flash memory card when it arrived in
his mailbox.  Anyway, I opened the attachments, to find a bunch of very
nice iPhone 4 snapshots.

   Once she didn't have to be humiliated in front of the diving team, Abby
seemed to relax a lot about being nude in front of a bunch of teenage boys.
She didn't really seem intimindated by them, and even seemed to be having
fun.  First came photos of her serving the guys snacks and drinks, with a
little mini-apron tied around her waist.  Then she was playing XBox with
them, dressed in a pair of Vineet's pajama bottoms.  She looked like she
was having fun.  After that, they must have purposefully set up some nude
photo shoots.  Abby was naked again, and oh-so-gorgeous, this time posing
cutely in Vineet's living room, holding various objects to strategically
cover herself - fans of cards over her nipples, or a pineapple in front of
her crotch.  There was one with her holding a dry-erase board in front of
her private parts, with the words "Hi, Mike!" written in big black letters.
She was waving and smiling.  Then there was an amazing shot of her, stark
naked again, being held up by the arms of four of the guys, with her own
arms stretched wide and a big wide grin on her face.  And finally, a series
of Abby passed out on a couch, seemingly naked but covered by a blanket,
while in front of her the guys made thumbs-up signs for the camera.

   "You're going to delete those, right?" Madison asked, looking over my
shoulder and shaking her head at the pictures of Abby's nude evening.

   "But she was gonna make you go naked to a bunch of strangers' houses!" I
protested.

   My sister's hand came to rest gently on my shoulder.  "You're going to
delete them...right?" she asked again, more slowly.

   "Yes," I answered meekly.

   "OK, in that case, I'll give you a present," she said, and skipped out
of the room.  When she came back, she was holding, washed and folded,
Abby's red panties and bra from the previous night.

   I accepted the gifts reverently.  "Wow," I said.  "Women's underwear.  I
love to wear this stuff." Maddie laughed.

   "Just remember, what happened last night stays secret, OK?" She ruffled
my hair.

   "Of course," I sighed.  "You don't even need to say that!"

   "Good," she said, and turned to go out.  "And delete those pictures!"
she called over her shoulder.

   And I did delete them.  After I blacked out my friends' faces and posted
the pics to the forums, of course.
   I mean, hey.  I said I was 15 years old.