"Good morning champions."

"Good morning Coach Monika." The team said nearly in unison.

"I don't have your alternate costumes, girls, with the support you may want
or need just yet, however, I just heard of a major rule change that may
make a difference."

Everybody was clinging to the head instructors every word.

"It has just been announced that cradling your breasts at any time that you
should need to is acceptable. For instance, in a landing you can do it
hugging your breasts with your arms or cradling them in your palms, just so
long as you finish with an arched extention."

"What's that?" Terry remarked.

"For any maneuver that you need to give yourself support, you can now do so
but only for the moment you need that support. The judges will take into
consideration the increased difficulty of keeping your balance without the
normal use of your arms, and as such it will be encouraged."

The group started to murmur.

"Now, this will probably create a whole new set of possibilities for you to
develop patented moves and you can bet the other world competitors are
working hard on using this to their advantage right now too. I hope you are
all ready for the challenge. If not, I'd cooperate with your parents and
sponsors to get over any hang-ups about displaying your bodies as soon as
possible so we can work on the bigger challenges at hand."

Once stretches and exercises were over, there was a new found enthusiasm
for working on routines. The coaching team members were eager to spot the
girls and catch them as they tried to perfect their balance while holding
their breasts at individual times during their routines. Some worked with
the competitors in trying to come up with new moves that naturally
incorporated breast holding and cradling. They seemed to delight in
demonstrating on the girls' ways they might be able to do it.

By the end of the day, with the focus on the bounce and flounce of breasts
and with all of the necessary and unnecessary touching, everyone was in
need of a cold shower.

Libby took a day off from school to practice some new aspects of her
routine at home. She had always put her competing ahead of school and it
was only a GED program at a community college. In Libby's mind, she would
complete high school and maybe even college some day, but it didn't have to
be now. Her sponsor Mrs. Woodcock had housed several gymnasts over the
years so they could be by the National Training Center, and she shared the
competitors' priorities for their window of opportunity to compete over
just about anything else.

Mrs. Woodcock was busy making finger food appetizers for the impromptu and
last minute "coming out party" scheduled for this night to help a couple of
the members of the team have an opportunity to grow more comfortable with
their nakedness in the presence of strangers.

The doorbell rang. "Libby, can you get that please?" Mrs. Woodcock called
out.

"Yes Ma'am." Libby replied, her heart racing at having to greet an unknown
at the front door in the all together. She stepped into the high heels she
was instructed to wear and slowly opened the door a crack to peer around.
"Mom? Dad? What are you doing here?"

"Hi Sweetie. Aren't you going to let us in?" Libby's mother asked.

"Ah, ah, well sure�"

"Hi Jones', I'm so glad you could come on such short notice. Libby, maybe
you could take their coats and things upstairs while we become better
acquainted."

"In the guest room I guess?"

"Yes Dear. That will be fine." Mrs. Woodcock acknowledged.

"Will you two be staying here with us?" Mrs. Woodcock offered Libby's
parents.

"Well, we'll have to see. We do have reservations just down the road." Mrs.
Jones said politely, but couldn't hide her wonderment at her daughter's
nakedness.

Libby's parents couldn't help but stare in shock at their daughter and the
way she was following Ms. Woodcock's direction totally in the nude except
for her high heels struggling with a suitcase up the stairs. Libby's
sponsor had to bring them out of their staring trance.

"So how was your trip from Iowa �" Libby heard Mrs. Woodcock saying as she
took a moment's rest on a landing.

When Libby was done, she waited for everyone in the front hall standing for
attention the way Ms. Woodcock had instructed, legs about shoulder width
apart, toes pointed out, shoulders back and hands flat on her backside.

"My, how you've grown." Her mother remarked coming back into the front
entry. 

"You've filled out nicely � I mean you are becoming a very attractive young
woman, Libby." Her father added.

"So this is what it takes to be a champion these days." The mom said with a
hint of sarcasm and regret.

"She is going to mesmerize her audiences when she performs her events."
Mrs. Woodcock said proudly.

"But why this?" The mother asked pointing at Libby's denuded pubis while
trying to turn somewhat away.

"The costumes really call for it. Would you like to be the first to see
what she will be competing in?"

Both parents nodded their heads.

"Libby, run upstairs and put on your competition uniform and come back
down."

"Yes Ma'am."

"We did raise her right, about the manners I mean, didn't we Harold."
Libby's mom said reflecting on how polite and respectful she was behaving.

"Yes Millie, we did. I'm awfully proud of that." He replied.

"You'll be awfully proud of Libby too when she brings home a medal for the
US." Mrs. Woodcock added.

"Yes, yes of course we will." The mother confirmed.

Libby came back down and walked the way she had seen models walk in fashion
shows along the catwalks. She had to focus on performing something;
otherwise she wouldn't have been able to handle her parents looking at her
posing nude in front of them for the first time since she had developed
into young womanhood.

"Oh my, hum. I see about the hair part, down there I mean. Yes I see, um."
Libby's mother remarked.

"No, it wouldn't do to have hair there would it." Mrs. Woodcock added.

"I guess you know what you're doing." Her father remarked.

"Yes Dad. We are all wearing this costume this year. It is our country's
team uniform." Libby replied.

"Well then, I think it will be great, and we are proud of you. Aren't we
Millie?" He replied.

"Yes Dear, very proud." She confirmed.

"Well Libby, why don't you put the costume away to keep it looking nice for
tonight. Millie, maybe you would like help me in the kitchen."

"I'd be happy to." Mrs. Jones said.

"Harold, maybe you would want to make yourself comfortable in the living
room with the TV or something for awhile."

"Thank you Rebecca, I could use a rest after all that last minute
traveling."

When Libby returned to the living room to continue experimenting with her
routine, she found her Dad sitting in Mr. Woodcock's chair clicking the
channels. "Would I be bothering you if I practiced in here while you watch?
The Woodcocks have me do it all the time."

"No Dear, no problem. Pretend I'm not here so I'm not in your way. Nice big
living room for it isn't it."

Libby decided that she would just pretend her father wasn't sitting there
so she could concentrate on her craft. It was tough enough to have him see
her naked for the first time since she swam topless at a lake back when she
was seven. As she did her routines her dad tried with all of his will not
to look at his naked daughter. The discomfort went both ways in the
situation, but something was making his head swim with confusion, the smell
of the chair, the movement of Libby grabbing her breasts out of the corner
of his eye, Libby's utterances during physically challenging moves, he had
to get up. "Excuse me Dear, I've got to go see if your mother needs any
help."

"Okay Dad." Libby said with a smile.

A little while later Jill's sponsor, Mrs. Robbins came by with Jill and
another teammate Hannah, to help out with the party preparation. Jill and
Hannah immediately disrobed down to their underwear smirking that Libby was
totally nude. Mrs. Robinson came back out of the kitchen, after going in
and announcing her presence, to hang up her coat in the hall closet. When
she saw the two girls giving Libby a hard time, she said, "Okay girls, in
this house the competitors wear nothing, right Libby?"

"Yes Mrs. Robbins." Libby said with an 'I got you back' smile.

Then Mrs. Robbins noticed that Libby had already shaved herself clean
between her legs. "Well Libby you are so on the ball. Monika only mentioned
it to you all this morning and you have already followed her instruction.
Good job. Maybe you would be kind enough to help Jill and Hannah with it."

"Be glad to Ms. R.  Com'on you furballs lets get you cleaned up." Libby
said feeling in charge.

Hannah was okay with letting another girl be in charge of the area between
her legs, but Jill sort of fancied herself as top jokester and decided that
she would take care of it herself. She watched as Libby snipped off
Hannah's curly hairs as carefully as she could. When she was through, she
said to Jill, "Okay, I cut off most of it, you can shave the rest."

"I'm not touching her there. I think she likes it too much." Jill said in
response to Libby's order. "No offense Babe." She said to Hannah.

"None taken. Why don't you both do it?" Hannah said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll pull her skin tight while you shave her and then I'll feel for
the areas you might still need to go over again." Libby directed.

"No, I'll pull the skin and tell You where you need to shave her." Jill
countered. 

Hannah didn't want to wait for any more arguments, so she quickly put some
lotion on and waited for the service.

Jill knelt down next to Hannah and put her fingers on the inside of her
thighs as far away from Hannah's vulva as possible while Libby crouched
down between Hannah's outstretched legs and began to gingerly scrape away
the stubble with the razor. Hannah closed her eyes and started to bask in
the sensations being created down between her legs.

"Hey look. What did I tell you? She's into this. Look at her nipples." Jill
declared.

Hannah opened her eyes and looked at her nipples, reached up and squeezed
them with a smile and pointed out that she could say the same thing about
the other two by the size and firmness of their nipples were showing.

Jill was finding it increasingly difficult to hold the skin taught for
Libby because the lotion had worked its way out to where her fingertips
were trying to hold the skin back. She found that she had to paw at
Hannah's skin closer and closer to the centerline and more and more often
to give Libby a tight surface to scrape. As Libby's swaths with the razor
came in closer to the center, Jill had to paw all across Hannah's lips to
give Libby a proper surface to scrape. 

Hannah was obviously starting to lose control. "Hurry up with it. Will ya?"
Jill said concerned.

"I'm doing it as fast as I can. Your fingers get in the way sometimes."

"Are you almost done? I can't really see it very well." Jill asked.

"It's looking pretty good. Feel around for rough spots."

Jill felt around as quickly as she could, which only heightened Hannah's
excitement and when she was about to draw her hand away Hannah grabbed it
and kept it pinned to her cunt as she went through the throes of her
orgasm.

"Ooo, gross!" Jill said.

"I think that is why you and I are in this remedial program to get
ourselves more comfortable with our bodies." Libby observed. "It's why we
cant wear our underwear over here. It's why we are entertaining strangers
tonight in the nude. And it's why we may not make the team if we don't
demonstrate that we can be comfortable with the natural aspects of a girl's
body."

"Well, thanks for the god damn lecture Ms. Jones." Jill said put out that
Libby was getting a handle on it sooner than she was. Then she broke out
into tears.

Libby and Hannah both put their arms around her to comfort her. In her
sobbing Jill confessed, "I don't think I'm going to be able to do it and
make this team."

"Sure you will." Libby encouraged.

"I've worked so hard at this all of my life. The terrible schedules for
practice time, the competitions, no boyfriends, the pressure, ..."

"We know."

"It is all going to be for nothing and all because I can't get comfortable
with my body fast enough for Monika Solheim's schedule. It's just not
fair!" Jill said continuing to weep.

"We'll help you. That's why we were brought together for this tonight, to
support each other." Hannah said.

"Well, maybe. It could be that tonight they will pick who among us they
will invest any more time in." Libby said casting a pall over the moment.
"But we're teammates, right? We work together and help each other and we
can't all win all the time, so let's just help each other in doing our best
as always."

"That's what we like about you, always positive, always cheerful." Hannah
said as Jill leaned over to give Libby a heartfelt hug.

"Okay, Jill your turn." Libby said. Jill got herself in position.

"You do the shaving. You're good at it." Hannah stated.

"Okay." Libby said in a sigh.

"You need more lotion, girl." Hannah declared, while Jill opened her eyes
suspiciously to look at her.

Hannah started off doing the job straight, but as time wore on she would
get her hand in the way of Libby and feel Jill up. Jill would open her eyes
to see if they were pulling something on her and would close them again
when Hannah's act reassured her. When Jill was pretty much done, she was
sweating from trying to fight the natural response Hannah was creating in
her. Hannah wasn't through with her though.

"Is that a spot you missed?" Hannah would say inviting Libby to follow her
touch in a particular spot.

"Like here?" Libby would say.

"No, more over here." Hannah would say.

"Oh I see. You mean here." And Libby would glide the razor again for a
moment until Hannah would start it up all over again.

Hannah skated over the Jill's most sensitive spot going from side to side
checking the job Libby had done. She watched and delighted in the
convulsing muscle movements she was causing Jill to make along her abdomen.
Finally Jill opened her eyes wide and sat up forward and rocked back a
couple of times in horror as she was flooded by the first orgasm of that
magnitude she ever experienced.

Hannah looked at Libby with a cocked eye and devilish smile. Libby smiled
back until Jill looked at them both and their smiles instantly vanished.

"Welcome to the club Jilly-pooh." Hannah congratulated. "Now it's Libby's
turn, don't you think?"

"No, no, � no. The same thing happened to me yesterday. I was in this club
a whole day before you guys." Libby protested.

"Okay, we'll have to take your word for it. So have any of you come up with
any new moves for the new rule change?" Hannah asked.

"I was trying something, but it is hard to come up with stuff."

"What did you try?" Jill asked.

"Well, when you turn on one foot on the floor, you know with one arm up and
the other bent horizontally in front of you, instead of having it out, you
can hug your sternum during the turn like this. Then bring it back out in
the stationary moment at the end for the regular posture."

"That works. You start and end in the normal postures and hug up under your
breasts just in the turn." Hannah said considering it for herself.

Hannah was more intent than anyone on learning these moves because she was
the tallest and had the heaviest tits in the group. She used the strongest
sports bras in practices and competitions of anyone. Her breasts were
starting to be pulled by gravity so her nipples rested just below
horizontal when everyone else's were at it or above. Jill had full breast
too, but slightly smaller and their fullness came more to a point at her
nipples compared to Hannah's that were more rounded at the end. Libby's
breasts were half grapefruit sized and still firm, so her interest in the
breast holding moves was more for gaining higher scores for difficulty than
for the necessity of supporting them in her routines.

The girls exchanged the ideas they had been working on and didn't realize
that the time had flown by. The next they knew that the party was starting
was when Jill's sponsor came up to check on them and to inform them that
the guests were starting to arrive.

Mrs. Robbins was relieved that nobody had any cuts from shaving and had
been briefed on Libby's standing for attention by Mrs. Woodcock so she
instructed Jill and Hannah to do the same.  She gave them the shoes she
brought for them to wear and passed out frilly aprons for the three girls
to put on. The bib of the apron barely covered both areolas when standing
still and the small token skirt came just below their crotches and was
almost as wide in front as their hips.

"Why are we wearing these, Mrs. Robbins." Libby asked surprised that she
wasn't going to greet the guests naked as planned.

"Mrs. Woodcock wants to create anticipation and interest in your bodies by
the guests. If the guests see you naked at the start, within fifteen
minutes they will be blasé about it and you won't feel any challenge from
their attention. She is wise about these things. She reminded me that the
concern about the nudity thing is all in your heads not everyone else's.
People only want what they can't have freely. If everyone walked around
naked all of the time, no one would care."

"Oh, what a relief. I thought I would have to walk into a room full of
clothed people being one of the few people totally naked. This way we have
something covering us." Jill said. Libby wanted to stop her because she
knew they were having their attitudes monitored.

"Oh, you will find this even more difficult we suspect."

"Why's that Mrs. R.?" Hannah asked.

"People are going to try and look at your bodies more with these on the
whole time you are wearing them than they would after a short while with
you wearing nothing at all. When you are performing, there will be an
adjustment to the edge your new uniforms are pushing, but by the end of the
competitions, everybody will be looking mostly at your performances, I
assure you."

"Okay, thanks. I get it I think." Jill conceded.

"Well then, get your hair fixed, any makeup on you want, and I'll come back
and get you in half an hour."

"Yes, Mrs. R.." Libby replied tying her apron on in back.

While the girls were upstairs all of guests had arrived as scheduled. They
were briefed on the tactics for the evening to challenge the girls for
their competitions. They were coached to draw as much attention to the
girls' bodies as possible so they would learn to deal with it. They were
asked to find reasons to innocently touch the girls to surprise them by
boundary crossing. And they were asked to think of ways to position the
girls in potentially embarrassing postures to challenge their poise. Coach
Monica and her assistants were present to whisper advice to the guests as
opportunities presented themselves.

The girls were brought down and entered the room full of mostly strangers
carrying in appetizers. Guests seemed to empty the side of the tray closest
to the girls first with the idea of a possible glancing touch of their
breasts. When the trays were eventually placed around the room guest would
clumsily drop napkins and ask the nimble athletes to retrieve them for
them. When standing and answering people's questions, the girls stood for
attention giving everyone an unobstructed view between their legs from
behind and their breasts from the sides.

Some of the women were bold enough to ask, "You're skin looks amazingly
soft, may I touch it?" and touch they did on the exposed sides of their
breasts. The girls initially backed away, but would look at their coach or
an assistant and decide to stand and take it.

After a little while of the girls getting a big dose of inappropriate
attention, Monika Solheim made an announcement about the team uniforms and
asked the girls to run upstairs and put them on. While they were gone, she
unveiled her game plan for the rest of the evening.

"Can you believe those people?" Libby said when they were safely in Libby's
room.

"I don't think they are really like that. I think Coach has put them up to
it. It didn't seem very natural. Especially when my folks looked like they
were going to try some of it and seemed to back down at the last minute."
Libby explained.

"I say, that if you're gonna touch me, do it and mean it." Hannah declared.

"You're weird." Jill said.

With the costumes on they went down stairs and entered like models to the
applause of the guests. Some music was turned on, and not just any music,
Libby's floor routine music. It got her spontaneously dancing to the beat.
The other girls had heard it many times and started to move to the beat to
as Libby stepped forward and went into some close quarter versions of her
floor program. Then the music died down and started up again only this time
it was Hannah's music. Hannah stepped forward and did some of her routine
modified for the time and space so as not to be outdone by Libby. Applause
followed as the guests saw the pattern and from the excitement Hannah's
large flopping breasts were creating, especially for the men present. Jill
expected and was rewarded with her music playing next. She even threw in
Libby's move from the turn to try to get one up with her coaches.

The audience was thrilled with the sampling of the programs from among the
nation's best women gymnasts. The applause, hooting and hollering lasted
for several minutes while the girls didn't know what to do other than to
stand for attention embarrassed and occasionally bowing to try and get the
applause to stop. The other girls felt like Libby, that "I'm just going to
have to be 'okay' with my nipples hard and showing stuck out like this,
because that is the way it is going to be."

Finally, when the applause stopped Coach Monika announced to the girls that
they were passing their test well and they would have to go one more level
before she could be confident that they would be able to handle themselves
before the world like this. They were going to have to improvise a dance
that would show everyone that they are completely comfortable with their
bodies and the way their bodies work, and the only props they could use
were the feathers she provided them, a silk scarf, and the small pilates
ball she rolled into the room.

When Waltz of the Toreadors from Carmen was started on the stereo, Libby
knew where she needed to take this. Mrs. Woodcock had been preparing her
well. She took off her costume, picked up a feather and the scarf and
started a wide sweeping dance using her flexibility and wide range of
motion. Jill grabbed her arm and pulled her in to talk to her while Hannah
caught on and took off her costume too.

"What are you doing?" Jill whispered.

"I'm showing Coach that I can be completely comfortable with my body and
how it works. You should too." Libby answered frustrated that she was being
held back from dancing.

"Wait. I don't think I can do it."

"Sure you can. You can either do it pretending that no one is here in the
room with you, or you can soak in the strength their appreciation has for
you to do a better job of it, or you can just decide to try and turn them
on. They all work." Libby said echoing the advice she received the night
before.

"Oh god." Jill groaned. She took a few moments to collect her courage while
Libby and Hannah were out in front dancing with their eyes mostly closed,
and joined them with her props.

When all three were out dancing and starting to be free with it, nearly
everyone pulled out disposable cameras that were handed out by Monika and
Rebecca, Libby's sponsor. Jill nearly stopped; Hannah kept dancing nearly
oblivious to the cameras, and Libby started to soak in the attention to
generate the strength to try new moves.

They were all a little taken aback when flashes started going off. Libby
decided to face that challenge head on and started stroking the long
feather up and down her body. Hannah was amused by Libby's verve and
started to stroke Libby's body with her feathers too. Libby was feeling
close to stimulus overload from the cameras, her parents, her nudity, and
fought to bring the situation back to a performance. A performance she
could handle, something with a beginning, middle, and an end. Based on what
she had discussed with her sponsor, she knew what her end needed to be, so
she started sawing her feather between her legs. She was so into taking
control again that she didn't even notice her parents leaving quietly.

Hannah got swept up in the moment and started dancing her feathers over
Libby's breasts and nipples. Jill didn't know what to do, so she just
danced on autopilot watching the other two. Hannah brought Jill into it by
tickling her with a feather just to get her goat. Jill playfully tickled
her back and then joined her on Libby. Meanwhile Libby had to force herself
to take what they were dishing out because she had nowhere else to go with
it. Mercifully, she finally lost it and collapsed to her knees in an orgasm
that wouldn't quit because Hannah and Jill were now oblivious to the
audience and trying to make her come again on top of the first one. When
Libby started to lean back away from the feathers licking her nipples, Jill
rushed the pilates ball under her back and Libby ended up spread-eagle atop
the ball. Hannah was into it now, the audience was into her doing these
thing to Libby and she derived strength form that to finish Libby off and
get herself on the ball. 

All pretense of an impromptu dance seemed to be off. Hannah was now sawing
her feather between her legs and Jill was dancing her feathers over Hannah'
face, neck and breasts while Libby was collecting herself to rejoin the
girls. By the time Libby was back on task, Hannah was diddling herself with
her fingers so Libby tried sawing her feather back an forth along Hannah's
nipples trying to keep the feather on both as she played her like a bass
fiddle. Hannah sat up suddenly, breaking from the feathers and rapidly
frigged herself to a climax sitting on the ball. Flashes went off in rapid
succession telling the girls that the audience was getting pretty turned
on.

Libby walked up to Jill, her breasts meshing with hers as she whispered in
her ear. This is our big chance. We've got to really turn these people on."
She said as worked the feather around to a sawing motion up and down Jill's
crack in back.

"Okay." Jill said tentatively, but also realizing that since she had a poor
start at this that she may have to play catch up from a deficit. 

Jill ended up using the feather motion tickling her crack and turned around
with her backside to the audience, legs apart and her hands on her knees
inviting Libby to keep. Working it there. Her freshly denuded nether region
was super sensitive to the touch and she took her butt up and down against
it to increase the motion. Libby changed the attitude of the feathers and
Jill started humping it on her cunt. Hannah wanted a piece of this action
so she started tracing the surface regions of Jill's globes. Jill tried to
shake the feathers away on top while still controlling the humping against
the feathers Libby was holding below all without removing her hands from
her knees. Her squat became more pronounced as she was getting closer and
looking back at the cameras flashing away, she tried to look provocative
and confident. 

Suddenly her hands slipped from her knees to the floor and she was in a
four-pointed slouch. Hannah shifted to spreading Jill's cheeks and lips
apart while Libby had her way between them. Jill could take no more and
fell to her widespread knees and one shoulder hugging the floor while
Hannah and Libby saw to it that she had as little time between orgasms as
possible until she just collapsed into a fetal position.

The flashes had all been used up and the guests were just plain shocked.
Coach Monika announced that the evening was a success and that she no
longer had any reservations about any of the three girls competing for the
US in Worlds and the Olympics. 

The girls were eventually sitting together hugging in relief that the
evening was now past them and they were off their coach's informal
probation list. Coach Monika came over to them, with her assistants in tow
and crouched down to speak to the girls. "I was very impressed with girls
tonight, a little surprised, but very impressed."

"Thank you Coach." Hannah said for the three of them.

"You handled everything I could think to throw at you." The girls smiled at
each other proudly. "I look forward to working with you at practice
tomorrow. Better get some sleep soon."

"We will Coach." Libby said. "By the way, what is happening to all of those
cameras?"

"We asked for them back. They were just a prop." Coach Monika explained. An
assistant whispered something in her ear. "Well, we got all back except one
I guess."