"I could take him to his locker."

"Ah, capitol idea Dana!" The teacher agreed, "Also, You are both excused for the rest of this period, I believe getting yourself some fresh clothing is more important than another attempt at this experiment."

"O-okay." You croak out, seeing that this has all been decided for you.

You take off your soaked-through shoes and toss the them aside before being escorted out of the classroom by Dana and it's only seconds after leaving, that the girl with the curves that struggle to not burst out of her distressed black jeans, says, "it's a shame your tight little body is gonna be covered up again. I feel like I still haven't seen enough of it yet."

And slaps your ass.

You jump with a yelp from the sharp strike, and blush a deep crimson before replying, "Well I feel like you've seen far too much of it already!"

As the two of you continue down the barren hall, you feel a bit relieved at its emptiness, before realizing that you are wearing nothing besides an undersized towel and translucent underwear right in front of your crush!

After what feels like one humiliating eternity you reach your own locker, and begin to undo the padlock between you and real clothing! In your haste to unlock the case which held your fresh outfit, you failed to notice Dana stalking over to the other side of the hall.

She grabs a hook on a cable connected to a motor-winch, which she had hidden in her own locker at the beginning of today, and sneaks over behind you. In one swift motion she both rips your towel off and puts the winch-hook through the back of your underwear. The motor activates, pulling you quickly back away from the locker you had nearly opened, straining the front of your wet, translucent boxer briefs tight against your dick.

She marches up to you once you're pulled flat against the locker on the far side from your own, gazes down at your barely obscured crotch and comments, "I wouldn't have guessed you shaved down there. A lot of girls here would love to see that, Myself included."

It was about then that you really noticed that she was at least two inches taller than you with her leather boots on.

She starts running her finger down your torso, stopping just above the absurdly low waistline of your tiny boxer briefs, making you semi-erect. From around the corner the two of you can hear the footsteps of at least 18 people. Dana cracks a devious ear-to-ear grin and tells you "Oh yeah, I almost forgot, that's the entire girl's basketball team coming back from practice." you hear the chattering of the girls coming closer with every beat of your rapidly pounding heart.

"So, I'd say you have one of two options: keep your sexy little undies on and pray that one of those tall jock girls would rather help out than feel up a hot, defenseless, little piece of meat like you, or, take it all off and try to prevent me from grabbing you and your beautiful, hairless dick."

Your ultimatum is, get caught in your thin, wet little boxer briefs by the entire girls basketball team and hope one of them helps you out, or, strip completely and run away before inevitably getting caught naked by your crush, Dana.