Actually, she's going there naked, it's her new uniform

Originally Written by: Anonegg on Jul 10th 2016

It all began a fortnight ago.

The Principle of the school, fed up of the pupil's poor attitudes and shoddy work, had called an assembly to introduce a brand new disciplinary procedure. Inspired by stories he'd been reading on the Internet in his office, he had announced a new 'nudity as punishment' procedure. Any misdemeanours during school hours would earn the student responsible points - a single point for late homework, for example, but five points for skipping a class, and so on. After a student acquired 15 points, they would be **** to attend school naked for the day. After that, the total required would be reduced for that student; next time would only require 10 points, and then after that only 5 until, reserved for the very worst students, a single point would be sufficient to ensure a full day of nudity. The first enforcement, he had said, would take place in exactly two weeks.

It had been something of a shock to the student body, and most of the students had been scared straight immediately. But while Donna was an exceptional student, she wanted to experience the naked day in school, so she began accruing points as discreetly as possible. She didn't want to draw attention to herself, after all. Not until she was fully naked, of course.

Unfortunately (or not, depending on your perspective), as Donna made her way into school that morning dressed in her birthday suit, there was something that she didn't realise...

Donna was breathing heavily when she arrived outside the school. The walk didn't normally tire her - she was in good shape, after all - but performing the walk to school naked had taken a surprising amount of energy from her. Perhaps it was the additional blushing, or maybe the butterflies in her stomach; she couldn't say. All she knew was that her face was burning red as she approached her school. A few students were loitering outside, idly chatting amongst themselves, but all conversation stopped as Donna came into view.

"Morning." she mumbled to them as she made her way inside.

The tile flooring of the school hallways felt cool beneath her feet. The cold made it's way through her body as she froze beneath the stares of her fellow students. The hallway was wall-to-wall with people; just like the people outside, they were chatting amongst themselves and waiting for the first bell. The conversation suddenly hushed as dozens of eyes turned to focus on Donna. She tried to think of something to say. Couldn't. Kept her head down and moved towards her classroom.

Although she felt embarrassed, she also found herself trying to **** her smile to disappear. After years of waiting, this felt amazing.

She felt a hand grip her by the arm. She turned to face the culprit; it was a teacher, the elderly Mrs Dinsbrook.

"Yes, miss?" Donna asked politely.

"Donna... there's something I need to tell you."

"Yes?"

"It's about the disciplinary procedure..."