Extended Exposure

At first everything seemed fine. Starting out with simply sitting on the chair with her legs crossed. Her hand holding up her chin, as if she were bored.

Then with her arms at her sides holding the edges of the stool, with her chest slightly pressed out. Accentuating her cleavage, much to Renee’s annoyance.

However during this time Renee had a while to contemplate another feeling as she sat slightly exposed in front of the class. A warm fuzzy feeling that intensified as she focused on how and where all her classmates were staring at her. Even further so as her mind wandered back to being seen butt ass naked in the school hallway. Something she knew at least one of these people saw.

“Are her nipples getting hard?”

“Is she aroused by this?”

Renee heard two girls say beside her. Make her look down at her chest in her peripheral vision. And like the two said, two clear indentations had formed against the white fabric of her tightly tied blouse.

“Oh my god! I’m horny? And my classmates know I’m horny?” Renee panicked in her mind while the feeling that caused this bodily reaction intensified.

Then Ms. Botin had her do some standing poses.

One with one leg in front of the other, slightly bent. A hand on her hip with the other at her side. Chest slightly raised. The people behind her of course loved the view of her pert cheeks spilling out of her skirt.

The next was when disaster struck, right when Renee had calmed her nerves and started going with the flow. Tightly closing her eyes as if trying to block out the world. Legs in the same position Renee then held one arm up straight, bring the other over her head to hold the other in place, as if stretching.

The first minute nothing happened, however after taking a deep breath in and out the knot keeping her top together once again slipped free. Her large milk white chest and dainty pink nipples were exposed. Heaving as she took calming heavy breaths. Blocking out all the stifled giggles that might have warned her. All while Ms. Botin was occupied with her computer.

So she sat there with her boobs out for nine whole minutes, while everyone drew, took pictures, and in one case covertly recorded the lovely sight.

Still unaware both Ms. Botin and Renne continued the process.

With the stool now gone Renee sat on the stand itself, sitting back, her arms behind her supporting her upper body. One leg spread forward, the other bent with her foot flat on the stand. In her absent minded state she had hypnotized herself into Renee didn’t realize how this pose lifted the front of her skirt. However lucky for her the shadow along with the fabric of the pantyhose, it was hard for the people viewing to know what they were seeing.

However the sight of her sexy legs and exposed bosom was fine enough. Especially the people behind her who now had and excuse to move around to see the front.

After that she sat crisscrossed with her hands placed between her legs. Delightfully squeezing her milk jugs together, as leaned forward. While a few with a certain preference came around to the back again, however one not so satisfied viewer decided to take a risk. Slowly creeping forward, he grabbed the bottom hem of the back of Renee’s already short skirt, flipped it up and kept it in place with a clothespin. Exposing the entirety of her peachy rear contained but not obscured by the sheer tights. Retreating back where he was given silent high fives by the guys around him.

This action was later rewarded even further as with the next pose, with Renee on her knees, arms above her head holding her hair up as if she was getting ready to tie it up, the strained panty hose couldn’t contain what it held any longer. Especially after the aroused Renee lower lips started producing a certain liquid. With her back arched and her butt pressed out framed by her high heeled feet, the people behind her watched with bated breath as the fabric started slowly and quietly splitting up the middle. By the six minute mark of the pose the entirety of her plump white ass was completely bare and uncontained.

For the final pose Renee stood up and did the classic superman pose. Her mommy milker pressed out and firm round buttocks clenched.

“Alright class and that’s a… rap. Oh my, Renee?” Ms. Botin finally looked over spotting the half naked girl.

Startling the young girl who abruptly opened her eyes to see everyone staring at her with different looks. The girls stifling amused giggles, the boys with lust, and Ms. Botin with horrified shock.

“What?” She asked.

“Your b-boobs are out,” the woman said.

The laughter could no longer be stifled as the class burst into laughter.

While in shock Renee looked down at herself to see her white chest lumps and perky nipples were indeed out. She quickly crossed her arms over her chest. Mind racing as she instinctively backed away. Not remembering she was currently on a stand, the drop caught her off guard sending her tumbling backwards. Landing on her back spread eagle Renee looked up to see the guys who were behind looking down on her. Or more specifically her large rack that had now flattened somewhat with gravity. Well until they looked further on at the sight everyone was trained on now. The fall having lifted her skirt exposed how the split in the panty hose hadn’t just been in the back but around her crotch as well. Her fuzzy orange crotch and lower lips, wet with arousal, were now in sight for everyone in class, and there cameras, to see.

For a moment at least until a large white sheet was thrown over the girl by Ms. Botin said “alright class I hope you all enjoyed the hour, now it’s time to pack up and get ready to leave.”