Stage In The Spotlight

I start to get a rhythm going, loving each photo or suprise smile I find myself in. Before I know it, she's back, her clipboard held tightly beneath her breasts. She watches intently, walking over only once I'm not otherwise occupied. A professional smile plastered on her face, "Well, I have a suprise for you! They pumped you up to something bigger... how do you feel about getting some time up on stage?"

I swallow hard, my mind rather enjoying what I'm already doing. Before I can speak, a guy comes to stand on the other side of me, smiling at a brunette holding her phone up. Thinking fast, I smile for the shot, and just in time to feel each one running a hand along the underside of my breasts. My eyes go wide at the sensation; the pair mirror each other's actions exactly.

I let out a soft moan, feeling their hands move from flat to cupping, squeezing my breasts while their gaze remains locked forward. My arms resting on their shoulders, I make a surprised 'eep!' as I'm lifted up, suddenly held before the camera. I manage to smile the whole way, and they step me down. One of the pair slaps me hard on the ass, while the other kisses me on the cheek.

Only then do they have five and head off, and once they are gone, I manage a reply: "I've never thought of it, but I guess...

I trail off, her smile growing. "Wonderful! Don't worry, you won't even need to change! Come with me! Don't worry, someone will be by shortly to cover the booth for ya.", and with that, she grabs me by the wrist, and I let out a 'Yip!' of suprise, following close behind. My breasts bounce erratically, my ass shakes as I rush swiftly behind her, doing my best to keep up, even as I don't know where we're going.

Led about, I find myself dashing this way and that, surprised faces staring at me, their shock swiftly turning to excitement as they re-enact what they saw. We finally come to a stop before a stage entry, and she whispers to me, "With all the excited energy your nakedness has been stirring up, the big man in charge felt it best to put that goodwill to use in a more public setting.

I nod, finding myself nervous, even if the chance is intriguing. Hoping the drop of moisture running down my thigh is not as obvious as it felt. I nod back, and she looks me over, scrutinising me closely. "Never fear, You'll be on stage in a moment." I nod back, feeling excitement, arousal and nervousness flooding through me all at once. Just then, several other women walk up to stand behind us.

They look up at me, intrigued, staring with keen interest at me, their gaze casually following my curves downward, staring at my ass and shaved mound. I glance back, catching their casual delight at my nakedness, making my own arousal rise higher. Gasping, I turn back to her, seeing her eyebrow raise up, and she lets out a sigh before speaking up, "Ladies, to keep things fair, it may be prudent of you to strip naked yourselves."

They gasp, surprised, sharing a glance before nodding slowly. As I look back, they step out of their shiny silver unitard. Zipping it off, they remove their clothes quickly, putting their uniforms to one side over a railing before turning to stand in line, and they shiver in unison.

I have to force myself not to giggle at their reaction. Looking back forward again, and she nods back, opening the door to the stage. I manage to keep walking, forcing myself to keep acting nonchalant even as the cheers of the crowd burst forth. A man in a splendid outfit stands on the stage, and just then, a spotlight shines down on me, making my already openly exposed nakedness all the more blatant before them.

Walking onto the stage with as much bravado as I can, and they follow behind. I manage to follow suit, taking places on the stage. Legs spread wide, I do my best to remain confident, knowing that everyone in the packed audience, plus the gals with me, are looking at me.

My arousal rises with my exposure, and we do our best to start the show, moving about, while I not only have to remain casual but mimic the moves of the other two. I manage, and as soon as it starts, he starts with comedy while we dance and gyrate. The other two remain on either side of the stage, while I'm left to move about near him.

From there, he goes to a stage performance while we aid him. It's not long before we're aiding in 'magic tricks' such as what I saw only a day prior, though now I'm part of the assist team. Thankfully, I'm just needed to point and help focus the guests' attention, through which my nakedness helps out remarkably well, as the audience loves the sight.

A feeling I'm all too keenly aware of, I happen to share. This time, though, he does not need a volunteer; I find myself being made to serve in this regard. My amusement and desire mix, and I swirl about, playing along in the act I recently witnessed.

By the time the show is over, I find myself hoping for it to keep going, and we bow. That's when, with cheers, and much to my suprise, shock and relief, he announces he still has more to show. I blink, managing to keep my composure,as I wonder what new thing he has in store.