Chapter 10
by
Marauderr
What's next?
An empty room
Finally, there was some luck, as the class was empty. Amira sighed in relief, but as she stalked through the room looking for something, anything, to cover up with, she glanced into a full-size mirror. At this point it finally dawned on her how embarrassing she looked. She had begun sweating profusely, so the promiscuous bra and panties set stocked to her body even more, further exemplifying her curves. Her boots, glasses and hijab combo made it even a more ridiculous and erotic sight, her current state of dress was truly contradictory. Amira snapped out of this trance, pushing her anxious thoughts to the back of her mind. Unfortunately for her, this room has nothing to cover up with either, as the room was only full of wood planks, tools and machines. Suddenly, the bell ran, signaling a transition to the new period. Amira’s scream was dampened by the bell, and she again fell and crawled to (poor) cover.
In the next few minutes, no one came, which meant that the woodshop class did not start yet. While the room could act as a temporary refuge, Amira knew that fifth period was a transition period, as it was the first lunch period. At most, she would have twenty minutes of peace before the next period occurred, and she absolutely could not stay in this room like this. Seemingly composed, Amira decided to make up a plan to either find clothes or get out of the school.
“Okay, okay, calm down. No one saw you yet. You can get out of this.”
She began pacing the room, her tight undergarments reminding her of their presence with every step, she could feel her butt and breasts jiggle.
“The locker room! My gym clothes are there, I can use them. Yes!”
Finally seeing a chance at freedom, she jolted her sight towards the clock. “OK, 15 minutes until the period ends, I can’t stay here. It’s now or never.” With her hand on the doorknob, a multitude of thoughts went through her head. Anyone could be in the halls; kids skipping class, teachers, a group of middle – schoolers getting a tour of the high school. Amira ignored these fears, quickly opened the door and frantically began running down the hallway.
Does Amira make it to the locker room?
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[ENF/EUF] Muslim Girl's Wardrobe Disaster
Waking up late proves disastrous for an 18 year old Muslim high schooler
Amira is quite different from the vast majority of her peers in her American high school. Despite having a near perfect body (Standing around 5’6, no extra fat, thick thighs and a perfect ass, all along with an ample set of breasts and a face that never needed makeup), Amira's religious nature made her a very conservative dresser, never showing any skin (deliberately) besides her face (which also included a hijab while in public). This style choice was not out of contempt for her other, more promiscuous classmates, but this was not always seen this way by them. Amira is the secret talk of the town for the boys of the school, and occasionally her clumsiness allowed them to see more of the "forbidden fruit" then Amira would ever be comfortable showing.
Updated on May 21, 2026
by medusalover25
Created on Sep 18, 2019
by Marauderr
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