Beg for help from teacher

You stand up shouting after Ms Orwin, "You can't leave me like this!" awkwardly jogging with your erection, just a bit down the path until you can see her.

Emmy barks at you "What's the big deal? You've already spent 2 periods and lunch naked, just go to your next class... She already told you it's OK." herself still sitting nude on the grass and seemingly not making any motions to get dressed yet. She turns her head and looking off in the distance as a light breeze blows through her hair. "You're lucky, I've always dreamed about going naked to school someday."

Kenita ignores Emmy and comes to your defense, maybe from kindness, but no doubt also from guilt of destroying your clothes... She comes chasing after you... "Ms Orwin, you must have something in your bags John could cover himself with... maybe in your car?... "

Your teacher sighs and stops walking. "Well..." she says contemplating whether it's even worth mentioning… "I do have this tablecloth from the classroom. It was draped over the crates John was modeling on earlier."

Your eyes light up as you run over, but Ms Orwin covers the bag so you can't get to it...

"But he really doesn't need it... All John's other teachers are already expecting him to arrive naked." Ms Orwin blurts out quickly, "Besides, I wanted to wash this over the weekend. Mr Doe seemingly had an abundance of fluids to share with us at the time". She points to a wet patch on the blanket, reminding you of all the precum you were dripping.

You walk forward, begging her "Just let me borrow it for Today only. I can even wash it and return it to you Tonight!"

She turns to you and says "John, you're already dressed perfectly without any clothing on... Your current outfit is gorgeous. You don't want this. You'll look ridiculous wearing a blanket all day."

Your rigid shaft stands defiantly, unflinching in the breeze like a stone monument, as if in solidarity with your teacher's sentiment of giving it freedom from fabric. Its impressive size and verticality inherently declaring to the group that it desires to be displayed proudly and publicly for all the school to see.

You shake your head as much frustrated with your teacher as you are with your own continued arousal…. “I'll look ridiculous NAKED ALL DAY” you say raising your voice half joking, but half because you are growing very anxious having to defend yourself against so many others… So many people who don't have any reservations about sending you to your next class without even a scrap of fabric covering your bare body. People who would suffer none of the lifelong ramifications of you strolling naked through the hallways for all the staff and students to observe and comment on. It would be even worse if you got aroused like this again… a giant erection in art class is one thing when passion and creativity are meant to be high, but what would people say if you got this hard in math?

"How do I put this?..." Your teacher pauses for a moment, looking like she's a bit embarrassed and **** to gush as hard as she is about to... "Your Penis is such a complex, beautiful, and emotionally challenging thing to witness. My heart has been fluttering all morning seeing you grapple with your own nudity and arousal, and I feel like I could run out and write a thousand poems about seeing you blossom from behind all the barriers that seperated your heart from the rest of us... I feel like I'm seeing a distilled honest conveyance of the meaning of youth, beauty, kinship, and human struggle."

You look around and see a lot of agreeing nods from the rest of the girls.

Ms Orwin continues: "I just want to make sure that the rest of the school gets as exposed to this tremendous gift. I think your beautiful nude form could be a way to inject art and inspiration into the daily lives of your fellow students, while also advertising the intrinsic soul-nourishing value of the art department." She speaks waving her hands in the air with grand gestures "I'm sure more students would sign up for art electives if we communicate that your beautiful bare body is inherently representative of our daily pursuits and activities in the pursuit of creative expression".

Kenita walks up behind you, putting a hand on your shoulder and one on your bicep, rubbing your muscles in an attempt to comfort you. You can tell that she is abandoning her defense, seemingly moved by your teacher's remarks. It would be difficult to accept being outnumbered like this, if it wasn't so confusingly pleasant feeling the warmth through her shirt, of her breasts press against your bare back, and her stomach against your bare ass.

"I'm really sorry John, but I've really got to go. Today will be a great day for you looking back on it afterward, even if it's hard now... trust me!" Ms Orwin says as she turns and continues on to her car.

As she turns, you see your opening and in an instant your reflexes take over and you snatch the blanket from her bag.

Your teacher turns in shock at how fast you were able to grab it. You're embarassed having everyone stare at you in silence, but you feel a breeze tickle your clenched ass cheeks as you are intensely reminded that you are displaying for them your completely nude aroused body.

You hold the blanket in the air waiting for her approval, almost as if you were holding a hostage… threatening to cover yourself if you don't get your demands… The silent stares make you feel like the villain strangely and find yourself apologizing to everyone.

“No! Please don't do this John… Don't waste this opportunity…" Your teacher begs... "This is such a special gift you've been given, and you might never get this priveledge again!"

"I'm sorry, but I just can’t", you say slumping your shoulders.

There is a short silence, while your teacher looks at her watch and reconsiders.

“Okay… Okay” Your teacher says relenting to you somewhat. “I still think this would both be an incredible experience for you and enriching for the whole school if you remained nude, and I’m disappointed that you don’t see that… But... I understand that you might not be ready for that responsibility yet Today."

You listen with bated breath to her next words, lowering the blanket as you start to relax.

"Wear the tablecloth for now, but promise me that if you change your mind, you'll throw it in your locker until classes are over."

You sigh a breath of relief.

Ms Orwin continues: "I'll come meet you here after classes are over to hear how this experience goes, and how it can inform and inspire your artwork going forward. I'm expecting great things from you now."

You nod but are preoccupied already unfolding the cloth as you contemplate what the best fashion to wear this is. You are excited to finally cover your skin after bearing everything to your classmates for so many hours against your will.

Kenita helps wrap the fabric around your body, accidentally brushing your most eager body part, but politely apologizing each time she does.

"Here, let me show you how to do it Greek style like the college guys wear" she whispers to you, giving you something approximating a very poor toga costume.

In spite of the casual grazing, your body was finally starting to calm down… a relief after being shifting back and forth between extremely aroused, painfully aroused, and cusp-of-orgasm. You relax and begin to smile. Kenita moves to the front of you as she ties the blanket, close enough that you feel her breath. You accidentally lock eyes and she blushes returning your smile.

Out of the corner of your eye you catch a glimpse of Ms Orwin walking away. You turn to look just as she turns back to you yelling "When we meet tonight, we'll start making alternate plans for how to properly display your nude body to the entire school... maybe even the whole local community! Something bigger and more emotionally resonant than we could have done Today."

You gulp at this suggestion.

"The tablecloth is just a raincheck, okay? I'll bring you to my place after school to discuss this project and how we'll promote it..." she yells while jogging away, disappearing around a corner. "I want you naked for everyone in 2 weeks!"