Arriving to school

Before long, Alice had made it to the gates of her school, still naked as the day she was born. Making it just on time, she sprinted down the hall to her first class, art. She burst in the door of the class in her birthday suit, and the entire class looked at her in a mixture of shock and amusement.

“Ah Ms Smith, right on time” her teacher told her, looking her up and down. “A rather, unusual choice of attire for today, but fitting nonetheless. I assume you’d like to be today’s model? I was going to allow the model wear underwear, but you seem more than eager to go the full way.”

Alice looked at him a little confused, before shrugging, dropping her bag and moving to the centre of the room. As she positioned herself in a pose, she tried to think what she was supposed to be doing in art today. She placed an arm over her head and another at her side by her teachers instruction, so her intimate areas had no cover from the entire class, who made no attempt to hide their stares.

As Alice settled into position it hit her. They were supposed to be drawing the naked female form today, her teacher had said it the last day that he’d pick a girl at random to model, and that they could choose to keep their underwear on. It was something Alice would never dream of doing, but then why was she up here now? It didn’t make any sense to Alice, because she wasn’t even naked…

Alice looked down, only to be greeted by the sight of her own bare body, her every naked asset on display to every pair of eyes in the room. She blushed bright red, not able to cover herself thanks to the pose she now had to hold. Had she been naked all morning? She clamped her eyes shut at the humiliation, as her nude body was on display, and many of the students whispered about her amongst themselves. “Get comfortable Alice” her teacher called to her. “You’ll be holding that pose for a while…”