A pair of folded skinny jeans.

“Well well well, just what do we have here? Looks like someone left me a nice pair of pants just setting here.”

Bree could not believe her luck, or lack there of, she had only just started and already lost her pants to Mr. Weatherby. Bree had no idea as to what time it was or how long he had been looking for her, for she lost track of time during her performance on stage earlier, for all she knew, he could already have other pieces of her outfit. The reality of not getting her clothes back at all has finally sank in as Bree cursed at herself for just placing her pants out in the open.

“How could I be so stupid, of course he would see them, I didn’t even try and hide them.” She argued, “Or did I want him to find them?” Bree was debating on what her next move should be when she heard something that both scared poor Bree but also excited her to all imagination.

“Maybe Ms. Bree wouldn’t mind foregoing pants for a little while, then next time she may try a little harder.” Laughed Mr. Weatherby as he walked out of the auditorium to place his new prize in his office.

“No pants for a while? I already am not allowed underwear, how does he expect me to come to school bottomless!?” Bree squealed to herself, subconsciously moving her hand back towards her still very hot pussy. “Maybe if I get my shirt I can get by with wearing an oversized one of dads, that’ll come down low enough to hide the fact I’ll be naked from the waist down. But first I’ll need to get to it, and I still have an entire outfit to get through before I can even plan on that working!” By this point her fingers had already began working in and out of her drenched vagina, but Bree was able to will herself to stop, knowing she had work to do.