"You'd better jiggle those juicy rumps over, or you'll be in those bodies rather permanently just for gossiping instead of legitimately being ugly."
The three of you exchange worried looks, "Scoot." Sandy gives your asses, a swinging smack, that carries over all of you.
A squeak, a squeal and a yelp, echo humiliatingly in your ears as your race off towards the entry tent. Already feeling all the eyes of you, from the way you overfill your red bikini. But, the attention increases, as you run. Flanked by Jack and Jim, their busts surely heaving as much as your own. The movement threatening to break the thin cords holding your bikinis in place, and complete.
The sensation of your rippling ass, just as degrading, it's jiggle and bounce, with each slapping footstep of your racing feet. The warm ground burning your feet as you run. Entering the entry tent, the relief is instant, as your feel the cool air like a breath of fresh air.
Seeing the temporary table, and the mess of paperwork, you smile at the stern faces of the men sitting there. Signing in as Joannie, you quickly step aside, as Jack signs in as Jakki. Dotting her i with a cute little heart, she has to be elbowed aside by Jim signs in as Jamie.
You barely register that all of you signed, with that same cutesy heart over the 'i' in each of your names. Already feeling a growing anger, each of the judges' gaze on Jakki and Jamie's cavernous cleavages as they bend low to the table to sign in. Your cheeks flush, as you realise you too were ogled just as badly, but missed it yourself.
Turning around, you see the other competition entrants in the tent. Reading their faces, you see the jealousy, envy and judgement. Some mutter about late entry, but it feels like a jungle, with all of them as predators, the three of you feel like prey rather than rivals. Straightening up, you try to project a confidence you don't feel.
As the chill air of the tent works it's magic, you feel the effect. Nips stiffening and outlined against the tiny scraps of fabric that cover your top, a quick glance confirms that Jakki and Jamie are also feeling the cold.
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