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The sun was shining brightly as I stood on the winners' podium, my chest heaving with exhaustion and exhilaration. My trail running bib number 747 fluttered in the wind as I basked in the cheers of the crowd below. A sea of faces stretched out before me, their mouths open in awe and adoration.
I gazed down at my own reflection in a nearby windowpane, admiring the way my transparent blue t-shirt clung to my damp skin, highlighting the point of my breasts where they met my ribcage. My dark hair was slicked back against my scalp, revealing every detail of my features as I beamed with pride.
The crowd was going wild now, their cheers and whistles growing louder by the second. I felt a rush of excitement as I spotted a group of men in the front row, their hands reaching into their shorts as they watched me. I couldn't help but feel a thrill at the sight - who wouldn't want to be the center of attention like this? The thought sent a shiver down my spine and I raised my arms in triumph once more.
