First, getting your bearings

You stand dazed, still a little awestruck by your chancellor’s amazing tits. Was she coming onto you? Or was that all just teasing to make everything more embarrassing?

You don’t have much time to ponder it as you hear a buzzer buzz out through the hallway like a pack of bees. Based on the time you guess that this one is signaling the start of classes. For a moment, you worry that you’re late. You take a hasty step forward, before being reminded of your nudity as you feel your erection bounce.

Your permanent blush brightens just a bit as you hold the single piece of paper you have in front of your crotch. It’s the closest thing to cover you have, and even still it may as well be useless. Your dripping erection means you have to hold it a few inches out from your body to avoid smearing yourself on the page, making it harder to shield anything. Plus, anyone looking at you from the side would have a perfect side profile of your dick.

You try just holding your dick in one hand and the paper in the other, but you’re unable to cover yourself fully, especially while erect. Plus, it really just looks like you’re jacking off, which Ms. Ophelia did just warn you about.

You go back to trying to hold the paper in front of you, figuring it to be better than nothing. Peering down the page, you read off your first class of the day: Mathmatics/Statistics 101 taught by Ms. Graves in room 224.

You look around, and thankfully find a map of the campus posted on the wall nearby. Scanning over it quickly, you find the school is even bigger than you realized. Beyond the main campus buildings, there are several buildings for different purposes like a night school building, a dorm building, and a giant gymnasium!

Focusing back on finding your classroom, you breathe a sigh of relief as you find that it isn’t too far away, just two hallways down to the left from where you currently stand.

The hallway you’re now in is empty, and will likely remain so while classes are in session. Even so, the idea of walking further into the school exposed as you are is the most terrifying thing you’ve ever experienced.

You half wonder if you could just leave, before remembering that you have no access to clothes, and you doubt Ms. Ophelia has any intention of giving yours back. So unless you want to try hitchhiking naked, you’re stuck here.

One last deep breath, a quick glance at the chancellor’s office, and another twitch of your dick are the last things you do before you begin to walk forward towards your class, resigning yourself to your fate.