Backstage of the play

Your heart drops and you're positive that Chris's has done the same as one of the worst things imaginable has happened: through the dim light of a rather dark room is around five or six students staring at you with their jaws dropped...not only that, but a bright light is clearly not far in front of you where a stage is set and two female actresses are acting; the middle of a play was going on today and if you took even a few steps further than you would have been seen by the entire audience!

Luckily enough Chris and you were able to stay back far enough where only the actors were able to see you if they happened to turn completely to the left, which they luckily weren't doing right now, and the half opened curtain blocked anybody in the audience from seeing the two nude seniors either of you though that didn't stop the current eyes that were directly on Chris's breasts and vagina along with your unfortunately still relatively hard dick.

The naked blonde's hand quickly go to cover her privates and you don't hesitate to do the same. Chris goes into the corner of the room as much as she can leaving you to only be able to back into the door where some of your ass is still visible to the crew who are blatantly still looking at your completely nude bodies. They stay in silence for quite a bit as nobody is sure what to say until Salma interrupts it.

"Christina! Sam! You came to help us out just in time, thank you so much!" The dark skinned class president smiles with bright white teeth that practically glows through the darkness as she moves closer to you in front of everyone else. She must be the one in charge of everything back here though her voice and expression showed some clear stress. "You're going to be acting as the naked prisoners on stage, right? You don't have any lines, you just have to stand there and let them interact with you until the curtains close so you have nothing to worry about when it comes to lines!"

"N-naked prisoners?" You stutter at the idea of being in the bright lights in your current condition and blush. Your mutually naked friend continues your thoughts by asking, "On stage?"

Salma holds out two masks with eyes holes and a mouth hole as she responds, "Yeah! You can wear these though so nobody knows you're identity...that would be humiliating, haha! When Jason and Julia didn't show up today I almost thought I was going to have to go out there myself so thank goodness you guys came!"

Your eyes bulge as Salma mentions almost getting naked in front of everybody and it's practically impossible not to become fully hard at the idea of her hour glass figure not having an inch of stitching on it; unfortunately this makes it harder and harder for you to cover up the more you think about it which only brings more attention to you predicament. Not that anybody would blame you from being turned on from much lewd thoughts, Salma was gorgeous not to mention she was also extremely fit! The girl had clear skin and well defined assets not to mention was just plain hot! The fact that she lived in India for the first decade or so of her life made her that much more interesting to the boys of this high school though her accent is barely even identifiable. She would probably have boys all over her constantly if it weren't for her strict attitude and how uptight she was when it came to following the rules.

"We can't do that! We didn't even mean to get naked!" Chris whispers rather loudly as she squirms around in the corner uncomfortably. "Can't you just gives us some extra costumes to cover ourselves until we get our real clothes or something like that?"

Salma frowns and crosses her arms with the masks still in her tight grip. "We don't have time to help out some exhibitionists right now, we have a show to worry about. We might be able to help you out after but if you're not going to aid us with our own problem then you can just leave."

"...Those people that saw us earlier might still be out there." You remind Chris while considering what the next plan of action was going to be.