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The excitement was palpable as I stood at the starting line of the Trail Running Winners' Podium. My brunette hair was slick with sweat, and my transparent blue t-shirt clung to my body, revealing my toned physique. Bib number 747 was proudly displayed on my chest, a constant reminder of my dedication to this grueling sport.
As I began to run, the crowd erupted into cheers, their voices carrying me through the challenging terrain. My black shorts were practically a second skin, allowing for maximum mobility as I navigated the winding trails. My green shoes pounded the earth beneath me, propelling me forward with each step.
But it wasn't just my athletic prowess that caught attention - my outfit was drawing eyes left and right. The point of my breasts was visible above my black shorts, causing a stir among the cheering crowd. I didn't notice, too focused on the finish line ahead. But as I crossed it, I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of pride and accomplishment. Little did I know that this moment would be just the beginning of a wild night ahead...
