Art Class

Furrowed brow Ms. Botin looked down at the note given by one of her favorite students. A simple message with the principal's signature telling her that the girl's current attire will be allowed for the day because of a wardrobe malfunction. She had to ask herself “what wardrobe malfunction makes a girl look like a stereotypical slutty school girl. All she’s missing is pigtails and glasses.”

Front tie blouse, showing off generous amounts of cleavage and midriff? Check!

Plaid miniskirt that barely covers the front goods while leaving half the girl's ass on display? Check!

Sheer see through stockings, tights, or fishnets? Check!

Sexy high heels? Check!

“God I’d be so embarrassed” the Latina woman thought to herself. “This can’t be serious can it?”

“Uh is there something wrong Ms. Botin?” The slutty school girl in question asked. Keeping her hands firmly on the front and back on the mini skirt, courtesy of Tracy Cunningham. Knowing full well most of her curvy ass was hanging out and that she was one light breeze away from flashing her womanhood for anyone to see.

“Ahem sorry, it’s just so hard to believe. I’ll send an email just to confirm but for now I guess we’ll continue class as usual. I’m glad you came. I was beginning to get worried, you’re still up for today right?

“For today?” Renee began to question before she remembered what the class was currently doing “oh… right.”

“Good you remember, I’m really glad you volunteered. Hopefully your current wardrobe won’t get in the way?” The woman questioned.

“Can we do it tomorrow?” Renee asked, thinking today was the worst day to do this.

“I know modeling as you are will be a little… more than you agreed to, but we only have the materials to do this today. Please Renee it wasn’t easy to get this set up” Ms. Botin begged.

Sighing Renee never liked disappointing her teachers, especially ones she liked so she agreed “alright but can we keep the poses simple?”

“Yes of course, of course. Thank you Renee, now come on and I’ll explain to the class while you can just sit on the stool in the middle” the beautiful latina said, guiding Renee into the classroom.

“Why did I have to agree to be a model? Of course it had to be on the one day I’m not dressed normally” Renee thought to herself.

Her contemplation interrupted by a loud wolf whistle “Damn Renee I loved your earlier outfit, but that’s a damn fine close second” a boy said, while his eyes moved up and down her scantily clad form. Especially her juicy thighs and squishy cleavage, that slightly wobbled as she walked on the heels she wasn’t used to.

A blush overcoming her face from being reminded of being thrown into the school hallway naked, knowing whoever said that probably had a good long view of her naked ass Renee tried her best to ignore it and move on. Meanwhile everyone else in the class whispered among themselves, the topic of each being the state of the student body president's current outfit and the incident in the hallway. Many of which weren’t present however a bunch of pictures were already circulating. Even if they weren’t there most of the school had already seen the sight of Renee’s bare snow white buns.

A sight Renee was currently **** to keep out of view, however her small hand could only do so much. Giving everyone she walked past the opportunity to see how her pillowy hams bounced with every step she took. Until she got to the middle of the class and sat down on the wooden stool atop a small stand. Her hands firmly in her lap and legs closed tight. She gave the people behind her quite the view though as her plump cheeks pleasantly squished against the wood. Crack in view with generous amounts of white flesh spilling off the edge, somewhat contained by the strained tights she wore. Some amused giggles sounded out behind her, letting Renee know that someone probably figured out she was commando.

One girl suddenly raised her hand and asked “Ms. Botin, why is Renee dressed like a slut?”

Getting a round of subdued laughter fired off, making Renee feel self conscious.

“Maria watched your language, and Renee had a wardrobe malfunction. She’s here with the Principal's permission. So I don’t want to hear another word about it and I ask everyone to be respectful adult’s about it. Nor do I want to hear any crass comments about this lovely young lady's body. Now let’s get on with the lesson. Everyone get your pencils ready, you will have ten minutes to draw each of the poses Renee takes” the older woman said.