"Handstands."

"Handstands?" Lauren asked incredulously.

"Yes!" Coach Stiller replied "Excellent introduction to the world of gymnastics for you young kids."

"I'm twenty years old!" Lauren snapped back.

Coach Stiller gave her a 'Come on, you're not serious' sort of look. "Missy, if you were an adult then you would be responsible enough to show up to class on time and wearing clothing. And with that body? Come on. Okay class!" he said, turning his back to her. "We're going to team you up, boys and girls. The girls are going to perform a handstand on the floor; the boys will catch their feet and hold them upright for five seconds. The girl must then graciously drop back onto her feet. Let's go!"

After a bit of shuffling and organising, Lauren soon found herself standing in front of a teenage boy. She covered herself with her hands, trying not to look at him in the face. Whenever she did, she only saw him sneer at her mockingly. There was no lust or attraction there for her naked form; just mockery.

"And... start!"

Lauren was **** to uncover herself as she placed her hands flat on the ground, her ungainly rear sticking up into the air. She tried to kick off with her legs, and managed to get briefly off the ground before landing hard on her knees. A twitter of laughter broke out.

"Must be her fat gut weighing her down." she heard a girl say.

Grinding her teeth, Lauren tried again. This time she reached the half-way point, her legs and behind wobbling in the air. The boy who was supposed to catch her legs reached out and grabbed two handfuls of bare buttocks. With a squeak of surprise, Lauren pushed away from him and fell to the floor again. This time the laughter was louder.

"Most action she's had in a while!" she heard another girl say.

"Shut up!" the boy who grabbed her snapped angrily. "I'm not interested in her that way."

"Don't blame you."

"Now now, no more of that." the Coach said as he approached. "You'll ruin her self esteem. Now Lauren, you seem to be struggling with this...?"

"Maybe... maybe if I had some clothes...?"

"Not going to happen. Uh, let's see... okay, Anthony-" he said, pointing to the butt-grabber "-and David, can you come over here and grab her legs, one each?"

The two boys moved over and complied, each of them holding Lauren's ankles and she lay crouching on her knees.

"Okay, now on the count of three, lift her up and hold her in place, okay? One... two... three!"

Lauren felt the world tilt wildly as she pressed her hands hard against the ground. The boy's hands gripped against her ankles as they lifted her vertically, stopping only when she was doing a handstand. The boys moved either side of her, much to her dismay - standing as they were, an ankle apiece, they were holding her legs wide apart, revealing everything to the classroom. Everyone else was finished with their handstands, and were gathering to watch the spectacle.

"Can I get down now?" Lauren asked the Coach.

"Wait a minute. You have to hold this for five seconds, right? Okay then. One..."

A full five seconds passed, according to Lauren's count.

"Two..."

"Have you seen the way her tiny breasts dangle like that when she's upside down?" she heard a boy whisper from the crowd.

"I can't take my eyes away from her belly." a girl muttered.

"Three..."

Although she regretted it immediately, Lauren had to look up at her naked body. Surely it wasn't that bad? All it served to remind her of, however, was that her bare pussy was completely on display... and the two boys holding her legs were staring at it, fixated. Shame turned her red-faced.

"Four..."

She felt her arms buckle as whimpers began to escape her mouth. She couldn't take this much longer. It was too cruel, too embarrassing...

"Five."

Without ceremony, the two boys pushed her legs away and let go. She fell to the floor, winded.

"That wasn't very gracious, was it?" the Coach remarked. "I'm going to have to fail you for the handstand, Lauren. Now then, class! Let's get ready for the next activity..."