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First off, I must apologize in advance for any who might be concerned about an inaccurate portrayal of Native Americans. Native
Indians would never strip white people and make them do things for their own enjoyment.

That being said, this story is inspired by NudeBag. This one's for you NudeBag.

The NudieBag Race
Chapter One


The small town of Nudistee Nebraska has a special event during a week long celebration of the town's founding in 1855. According to the
historical records, a wagon train headed for Oregon Territory was ambushed by Indians. The wagon train consisted of ten wagons, ten
families. Several wagons were captured right away. The Indians, for some unknown reason, stripped the captured settlers and kept the
clothes. The wagons train took off as fast as wagons can go, but wagons can't outrun Indians on horseback.

One after the other, the wagons are overtaken. The family in the wagon is taken off and the clothes stripped off of every member,
regardless of age. Eventually, only one wagon remains, the wagon of the Smith family. Mr. and Mrs. Smith have five sons in the back of
the wagon and their ages are 10 through 16 years old...that's right, five sons in a space of seven years. Mr. Smith is frantically driving the
horse team, and his wife has the rifle.

The Indians on horses are catching up to the wagon. Now the oldest boy, Jedediah the sixteen year old, noticed when the Indians captured
a wagon, the first thing they did was strip the clothes off the captured settlers.

Jedediah pulls off his shirt. He tosses the shirt out the back of the covered wagon. The shirt lands on the ground. The Indian closest to
the shirt stops his horse. The Indian gets off his horse and he picks up the shirt from the ground. The Indian gets back on the horse, but
by this time that horse is at the back of the pack when it was originally at the front of the pack.

Jedediah tells his next oldest brother, Joseph, to take off his shirt and toss it out. Again, the nearest Indian brakes his horse, hops off
to retrieve the shirt, putting that Indian now at the back of the group. Now all the other brothers, Josiah, Jeremiah, and Josephus,
know what needs to be done. Each boy takes a turn taking off an article of clothing and tossing it out of the wagon. The remaining
shirts fly out, then the shoes and the socks. Even for the socks the Indians temporarily halt their horse to pick up the item of clothing.
The tactic is working, the wagon is staying ahead of the pack of Indians. Next to get tossed from the wagon are five pairs of trousers,
then off goes the five pairs of longjohns out the back of the wagon, and the five brothers are naked with nothing more to toss out.

Jedediah goes to the front of the wagon.

"Father, mother, we can slow them down by dropping our clothes on the ground. The Indians stop to pick them up."

Mother Smith turns her head back to see her oldest boy naked from head to toe. She hasn't seen Jedediah naked since the boy was
twelve years old, too old to wash in the large wash tub with his younger brothers. Once a boy got the hair sprouts, he has to take a
bath on his own with nobody else lookin on.

"Hand me your clothes. We toss them out the back and this slows the Indians down," the oldest son pleads to his parents.

Father Smith reaches down and pulls off a boot. He hands the boot to Jedediah who tosses the boot toward his brothers and the boot
is tossed from the wagon. In order for Mr. Smith to remove his clothes he turns the reins over to mother. All of father's clothes are tossed
and the boys in the back can see many of the Indians have stopped chasing. Their horses are getting tired of the stopping and starting up
again.

"Many of the Indians have dropped out of the chase," Josiah shouts toward the front.
"It's working. There aren't many of them left. Mother, you have to take off your clothes," Jedediah says.

Reluctantly mother begins to remove her clothes. This is not an easy thing for her to do. Even her husband, Josephat, has never seen
her naked. They've had sex plenty of times. Having five sons is proof of that, but it was always at night and under the sheets, and Mr.
and Mrs. Smith take their baths separately.

Mother Smith takes off her clothes one by one and she passes them to her naked son. Fortunately, Mrs. Smith wears twice as many articles
of clothing as do her boys. Girdles and hose, brassiers and other things the boys have never seen before. All these are passed along to
be tossed out the back of the wagon. Eventually Mrs. Smith has nothing on, riding buck naked next to her husband, with five naked boys
in the back of the wagon. Fortunately, the last Indian horse is plum tuckered out, and the last Indian is happy with all the white man's
clothing he has gathered up.

The wagon stops at a large creek that has a cluster of trees they can hide the wagon in. The Smith family hides out among the trees for
the next couple hours. Each one covers themselves with their hands when walking around, but by the end of the day, the boys realize
that maintaining a high level of modesty is slowing down their attempts to get a camp set up. The youngest son, Josephus, is the first
to drop his hands from covering himself and walk about with his penis showing. Soon after the other four boys also do their work without
worrying about their mother seeing their fully naked bodies.

The next day, all the other settlers show up. The Indians had let them go, but not without some playfull games the Indians put them
through. The settlers were all without their clothes, all nine families each with a ma and a pa and several children. All the other
families had at least one girl. The Smith family is the only one with all boys.

During that one day the nine families were captives of the Indians, the older men and women were tied up and kept in a pen.
All girls under the age of twenty had to spend the day as nude workers. The girls cleaned the teepees and groomed the horses, all
while the young warriors admired their beauty. The young males among the settlers were given over to the girls of the tribe to be
playthings. Some of the boys had to wrestle each other naked, and the boy who got pinned was jumped upon by the girls and jerked
off till he came, much to the horror of the other naked boys who had to witness such a violation.

Some boys had war bonnets placed on their heads or a band with eagle feathers and these boys had to dance around a campfire till they
couldn't dance any more. Any boy who fell to the ground was pounced upon by the Indian maidens, his cock n balls pulled and squeezed
till there were a dozen puddles of boy seed scattered around the campfire.

The next day the settlers were let go, free to go with their wagons and their horse teams, but without their clothes of course. The
wagon train caught up with the Smith family. They were surprised to find the seven members of the Smith family naked, when they
had never been caught. Father Smith explained the brilliant idea his oldest boy had, about shedding clothes to slow down the chasing
Indians. It saved them the indignity of what the Indians had planned for them.

The settlers knew they can't keep going. They can't show up in Oregon or even California, ten wagons full of naked people. So they
decided to stay, and the community of Nudistee Nebraska was begun.

A hundred years later, in 1955, the town leaders came up with a way to commemorate the unusual circumstances that led to the
founding of the town, the "NudieBag Race" done every year during the late spring. Five boys are selected to represent the five
sons of the Smith family. All the girls in the town under the age of 18 will represent the attacking and chasing Indians, whose goal
is to catch and have their way with the five boys. The only way the boys can slow down the horde of girls chasing them is to shed
their clothes while they run. The nearest girl must stop running and pick up the discarded article of clothing and take it to a
designated drop off place. The whole town will be there to cheer on the boys in their desperate attempt to save themselves from
the indignity of capture. The NudieBag Race is not advertised to the surrounding towns, they keep this celebration to themselves.

A real prank skit I saw on a scouting trip was similar to this.

One of the younger scouts is tricked into volunteering for the skit during the evening campfire.
The scout is asked to go under a blanket, holding the blanket over himself.
The scout is told by the one telling the story, that he is on a horse, and he's being chased by Indians, but the horse is
getting tired and the scout is too heavy. The scout has to take something off to lighten the load on the horse. The scout takes off
his shirt and passes it outside the blanket to the narrator.

The goal is to see how much clothes the scout takes off before quitting or getting down to his underwear. In this instance the
scout took off his pants and passed them outside the blanket.

"Have you ever seen a real Indian?" the Narrator says to the troop, and he pulls off the blanket, revealing the boy in just his
underwear. The poor scout gets up and runs away.


Next chapter of the story will be the start of the race.

I recall an "ice breaker" activity at a party eons ago. A volunteer sits on the floor and is covered with a blanket or tarp. The MC tells the volunteer, "You have something on that we want you to take off and hand us. You can't come out from the cover until you do."

The game is to see how much the person is willing to strip before realizing that the cover is the only thing he/she has to remove in order to satisfy that condition.

A very original story indeed.

The NudieBag Race
Chapter Two

The contestants in the NudieBag Race have gone through years of training and evaluation. The adult women of the town vote on their
preferences. The number one thing in selecting a boy for the race is looks. Boy beauty is number one. Fitness is number two. Every
boy in town is required to be in sports. The middle and high schools have superb coaches recruited from the top universities. Each
school has a nutrition specialist to design the cafeteria lunches to match the needs of athletes. The third criteria for selection is not
publicly on a voting ballot. It's information whispered from woman to woman. The original source of this info is the boy's coaches.
The information passed along to informants and deep throats is how impressive each boy's manliness is. The well informed voter
has detailed charts as to which boys have the most to show.

There are forty boys who are of the right age to be selected for the race, which technically is from the age of ten to sixteen, the ages of
the Smith family boys 150 years ago. However, the women voters are not going to choose anyone under the age of thirteen, for obvious
reasons. One, young boys can't run fast enough or far enough. And second, pre-pubescent boys can't put on a show of manliness and all
that comes with it, while being manhandled by a group of pretend Indian maidens. It will not be coincidence if the five boys selected for
the race are the five boys with the biggest penis, or the roundest and most dangly balls.

Now for the origin of the name of the race. The five boys in the race will start with a paper bag over their heads, with eye holes cut out and
one for the mouth. Becoming fully naked during the race is almost guaranteed, and the bag on the head will maintain anonymity for the boys.
Those that reach the finish line without getting caught can choose to keep their identity secret. Sometimes the winning boy chooses to remove
his bag and reveal himself, since winning the race comes with much prestige and a monetary reward.

Whenever a boy is captured, his bag will be removed of course. No anonymity for the poor boys who have to endure the many hours of
humiliation done to them for the entertainment of the town folk, and the enjoyment of the girls who captured them.

The time for the race to begin is near.

The five boys are brought out to center field at the high school football stadium. This is where the race will begin. This is where the
majority of the town's people will watch the race and what happens to the losers (in super close up) on the Jumbotron screen, the biggest
viewing screen at a high school stadium in the country. The five boys all wear the same thing, clothes that look like they were made in
the 1800's. Each boy has on two shoes, two socks, a button up long sleeve shirt, trousers and longjohns under the trousers.,Oh and a bag
over each boy's head. Nobody in the stands knows who they are, not even the parents of the five boys know they are in the race. Everyone
is in the dark until the first boy is captured and the bag removed.

Up on the Jumbotron screen the shot of the sports booth comes on, with the play by play announcer and the color analyst.

"Welcome to the 67th annual NudieBag Race. We have five amazingly talented boys who will compete in this years race. All we can tell
you is the ages of the five boys is fourteen to fifteen years, and they all come highly recommended by their coaches." says the play by play
guy, whose name is Bob.

"What going to make this event extras special is none of these boys has been allowed to jerk off during the previous seven days. And during the
last two days they have been asked to watch several hours of girl scouts doing bikini car washes, and sneak peaks into their slumber parties.
I know if I'd gotten a look at that slumber party footage, I'd be wanting to choke my chicken." says the color analyst.

"And now to our female sideline reporter..."

"I"m here with coach Sleddinger. He coaches the High School cross country and track teams. Coach, what makes this group of boys so
special?" asks the sideline reporter (who only got the job because she has boobs, and big ones).

"I've spent many hours observing these boys in the locker room and the showers. I've personally weighed and measure their umm, heights
many times over the years. And of course, I've put them through some rigorous running regimens. I'm confident that nobody is going to
be disappointed in them."

"Thank you coach Sleddinger. Now back to you Bob."

"As the boys get lined up for the race, we show you an interview with one of the contestants."

The screen changes to a boy, wearing a paper bag over his head. The boy is wearing a spandex track suit that is sleeveless and super tight
fitting. The boy's bulge is quite prominent.

"I've been working hard for this. I've taken my vitamins and done my exercises. I've been stretching so much I can now do the splits like a
girl. Don't know if I will win, but if I get captured, I will prove I have a lot to give. And I'll be able to give over and over."

The screen comes back to the announcers booth.

"We are a few minutes away till the gun goes off and the race begins. The Indians girls are making their way onto the field. Other girls
are getting into position at strategic locations along the course of the race. All the girls are age 12 to 16 years. As you know, girls younger
than that have a hard time keeping up with the boys, and the eleven and unders were eliminated from competiton several years ago.
All the girls are wearing authentic Princess Tigerlilly costumes from the Peter Pan movie." says Bob.

'And now, with just a couple minutes to go till the race begins, here is a word from our sponsor..."

The NudieBag Race
Chapter 3. The Guessing Game. Part One.


"Here we are again, ladies and uh...ladies, at that wonderful time of the year that is our town's Nudie Games Festival. I am your host
Ballsie Buster. Today we have a special treat for you sitting there in your living rooms and in the studio audience. The return of the
"Gorgeous Guys Guessing Game" to the local tv network. We have one show only and then it's back to your basic boring programming."

Ballsie smiles and she points to the audience in the crowded gallery. Five hundred cheering women smile and laugh and wave to the camera.
Basically all the women of the town are there, everyone from the 7th grade on up to the town's most elder woman. Josephina Johanna Smith,
who is 99 years old and a direct descendent of the founder of Nudistee, Josephat Smith, has a chair on the side of the stage as she is honored for having attended every showing of the Guessing Game since it first aired in 1955 at the 100th anniversary celebration of the founding of the town.

"Tonight we have three contestants. These three remarkable young women all come from our wonderful Smith High School. They all have
straight A's and have the top scores in the Anatomy and Physiology advanced placement course. And here they are..."

The applause sign goes on and three beautiful busty blond babes wearing their school uniforms enter the stage from the side, to wave to the
crowd and blow kisses to the cameras. The three contestants of this year's show take their spots behind three podiums with microphones.
Ballsie Buster shakes each girl's hand as she introduces them.

"Our contestants are Miss Hermione Hanna Smithy...Miss Samantha Smithfield Smith...and Miss Jemima Gritz Krackerbarrel. Welcome these
young women warmly. They've worked hard to get here. For some insight into what qualifies them to participate in this competition, these
three ladies assisted the school nurse on every one of the mandatory physicals the high school men must do at the beginning of each school year.
They have monitored every session of both the varsity and junior varsity basketball teams as they played "Shorts vs Skins" practice games.
You might say that when it comes to watching basketball, these ladies spend more time watching the balls than the baskets...(laughs)
(applause sign goes on)...And these ladies volunteered to be the judges of the Classical Nudes Art Exposition, of which I'm sure you all attended.
So here they are, our Guessing Games competitors....and let's bring out the first set of boys for the questioning.

The curtain opens and three extremely fit lads are brought out by Vanna Whitesmith. Each boy is dressed in only their High School athletic
shorts which are gray with red waistband and side stripes. The host doesn't bother to give their names. The names of the boys are not
important here. Anyway, most members of the audience know who they are and why they are here. Only the boys with the worst attendance records or most times being sent to the principal's office, and the ones with the lowest grades are sent to the Guessing Games. These boys
don't want to be here. They can't wear the NudieBag over their heads, not like the prestigious NudieBag Race event contestants, who have a
chance to maintain their anonymity.

The three boys stand on short pedestals that display them like statues in a Greek temple. The girl contestants are only about ten feet away
and can get good looks at all of their features. Bare chested and bare legged, the boys look nervous and try not to fidget. The shorter boy
looks down and the taller one stares up at the bright stage lights as if he's trying to get lost and mindless in their brightness, like a deer in
the headlights. On the base of each pedestal is a letter designating the boys as Contestant A, B, and C.

"And on with the show," Ballsie Buster shouts out, and she steps up to feel around on the shorts of the three boys. She is satisfied that
everything is in order and she winks as the lead camera does a zoom in. "For your first question ladies...which boy here would you guess
has the thickest and lushest pubic hair?"

Hopefully things are arranged in such a way that even the fastest boys have only a minimal chance of escaping the girls. Escaping would not be fun, not even for the boys themselves, would it?

I started this story over a year ago now.
Wasn't sure how I wanted to continue with it. There is the race itself, which is the highlight of the week long festivities. I decided to
explore more about what happens in the town of Nudistee Nebraska during the festival. I guess the inspiration for the "Guessing Game" is
the weird and silly nude games that can be seen on Japanese television. I've never actually watched one of those, just seen some photos.
The Japanese are also famous for having actual strip wrestling in front of a live audience with male vs female competitors, and even their
"Regular" wrestling programs can feature some bizarre types of matches where some brief nudity might happen.

Perhaps I'll even style the communal bathing facilities in Nudistee to be similar to those found in Japan and Turkey. Whose got the soap?
Two teenage washers are ready and waiting for you. You want boys or girls...or perhaps even one of each.

TeenFan wrote: Mon Nov 20, 2023 2:11 amI started this story over a year ago now...

I've started, and I'll finish shortly (it does look like a fascinating idea at first glance) <snip>unwanted feedback removed</snip>

Edit: Having subsequently finished the story (to date) - the idea of such a celebration was, as suspected, enjoyable. The 'game show' aspect particularly amusing.

With respect to future instalments, as you noted yourself, there's obviously the race itself - but would like to suggest multiple POV chapter, or two, of specific events leading up to, and possibly including, the race to give more colour/insight to, inter alia, the judges, boys selected to race, boys rejected, pack of girls and so on.

Bad/cliched brief example off the top of my head:

<Girl 1, the 'bitch'> Fantastic, it was that time of year again and I was lucky enough to be chosen as the coach's aide... lucky, who'm I kidding.... I worked my butt off so I could get a good look at this year's potential competitors, this was going to be so much fun, I was looking forward figuring out who I could twist into my own personal boy-toy

<Girl 2, the 'naif'>Well, somebody has to do it I suppose, it's tradition after all, but what am I going to do, I still blush just thinking about all that flesh in the showers and tomorrow I'm going to see it for real, live, right there in front of me... what if I faint?!!

<Boy 1, the confident jock>Today was probably the first time I was ever early for school! But come on, yesterday coach told us who this year's aides are going to be, I was so excited... my brother told me stories from a couple of years ago... who cares if they're true, but a boy can hope and dream. I haven't let go of my dick all night picturing <girl 1>'s body in the showers with us... hot, sooo damned hot... *groans

And so on.

@ imanweb:

I can't say how appropriate or not it is to change tenses, but something about this particular sentence:

"The wagons train took off as fast as wagons can go, but wagons can't outrun Indians on horseback."

The fact that (horse) wagons cannot outrun Indians on horseback is a timeless truth; so to me, present tense seems to be legitimate.