Fun in detention

Emily returned to the physics room after the final bell, not overly surprised to see several other students sitting quietly under Ms. Stevens' stern gaze. Melody Lawson was there too, having strolled into fifth period a few minutes late with bloodshot eyes. She was currently resting her head on a desk in the back row, arms folded and eyes closed. Emily took a seat beside her and got started on her homework, occasionally sneaking a glance at her dozing crush. A few minutes later the teacher stood to close the door before beginning to mark the stack of assignments on her desk.

Emily worked diligently for a while, but after spending all afternoon as a model student she was starting to get a bit antsy. The Plugged challenge expired partway through sixth period, but she hadn't bothered to remove the toy yet despite how her ass was beginning to feel a bit sore. Making sure Ms. Stevens was distracted, she slipped her phone out under the desk and opened CG, muting the volume. With Plugged completed, she had a whopping 70 gems to play with. Biting her lip, she scrolled through the available options.

She mentally divided them into categories for poses, behaviors, and sex acts, roughly correlating with gem cost. There were quite a few clothing-based behaviors, things like Skirts Only, Show Cleavage, and Cosplay Queen. Emily wondered how those would work. Would whole outfits pop out of thin air like the butt plug earlier, or did she have to find the clothes herself? If she bought Skirts Only without actually owning a skirt, would she just have to go bottomless? The app's awareness settings gave her a lot of leeway, but would it still protect her in that case? Her thumb hovered over the button for a moment before she chickened out. She was already feeling quite underdressed in just her t-shirt and shorts, and the possibility of having that cover cut in half without any guarantee of safety was too much for her.

She decided to start with some simple poses. Since she had bought Bend Over previously she hit that first, abruptly standing up from her desk. The sensation of the app taking control of her body was starting to become familiar, movements getting less jerky as she learned to resist the instinct to fight against them. She stretched her upper body sideways across the wooden surface, shunting her books to the floor with a loud thud. Looking over her shoulder, she saw her raised butt pointed straight at Melody's sleeping face. Emily wished she would wake up. After a few moments she let go of the button and slipped back into her seat, scanning the room. Neither her movement nor the noise had been noticed.

She smiled with a faint blush on her cheeks as she scrolled through the app and bought Squat for 5 gems, holding it down. Instead of standing beside her desk as she expected, Emily's body clambered up on top of it. She squatted down with her knees spread apart and hands held behind her head. The elevated position made her feel more exposed, gasping out loud as her pussy tingled. A boy sitting nearby looked over at her, eyes sliding uncomprehendingly over her obvious camel toe. Climbing back down off the desk on trembling legs, she surreptitiously tugged on the front of her shorts to unwedge the fabric. As thrilling as it was showing off her tight little shorts, Emily wanted more... and thinking back to yesterday, she had an idea of how she could get away with it.

She bought Grope Breasts for 10 more gems, but this time didn't press the button right away. Sitting at the back of the room, she watched Ms. Stevens, making sure she was totally engrossed in her marking. Then, Emily lifted her shirt above her boobs and quickly activated the command. Her left hand latched on to her right tit, kneading the bare flesh. She sat there frozen for a moment, not moving at all aside from the hand feeling herself up, until she worked up the nerve to initiate Phase 2. She coughed lightly, eyes fixed to the back of the boy's head, waiting for him to look over again. When he didn't move, she did it again to no avail. Annoyed by this stumbling block in her plan, she cleared her throat loudly.

"Yes, Ms. Davis?" Ms. Stevens snapped, looking directly at her.

Emily jumped in her seat, pinching her nipple hard. She stammered, "N-nothing Ma'am, sorry! I just had something caught in my throat!"

Everyone in the room had looked at her after that outburst. Even Melody had lifted her head, blinking blearily at Emily's tits with her short blue hair mussed up. She shrank down in her seat, making sure to keep the button on her phone held down. One by one they all went back to what they were doing, not seeing anything unusual about a girl sitting there with her shirt pulled up as she played with her tits. She shuddered, continuing to grope herself for a few seconds before covering back up. Just like with Faye, an active command seemed to act as a shield for her purposeful lewdness. Happy with the outcome of her little test, she prepared for the main event.

Gripping her shorts, she made sure no one was still looking before lifting her butt slightly and whisking the garment down to her knees. Naked bottom back in her seat, Emily carefully worked the shorts over her shoes and off her legs. She held the fabric bunched up in her lap, heart pounding. She took a deep breath as she slowly, quietly stood up, thumb hovering over the Squat button. This was the riskiest part of her plan, if anyone noticed her before she used the app she would be completely screwed. Dropping her shorts on the seat, she stood half naked with her legs shoulder-width apart. Her hand drifted between her legs, stroking her pussy gently as she anxiously turned her head from side to side. It felt like she stood there for hours before she caught a glimpse of movement and panicked. Gasping, she slammed down on the button. Ms. Stevens and a few others looked over at the noise, watching impassively as she climbed up on the desk again.

Emily spread her legs wide, pushing her wet pussy out towards the front of the room. She panted and bit her lip, reveling in the exposure. She drew a hand down her body, wiggling her hips as she rubbed at her clit. She closed her eyes and moaned lowly, starting to leisurely finger her pussy in plain view of everyone. She penetrated herself, clenching down on two fingers and the plug still in her ass. Thrusting against her hand, she got lost in the pleasure of public shame. She trembled as an orgasm washed over her, losing her balance and falling back on her ass. Her landing drove the butt plug deeper in, causing her to clench her pelvic muscles again and squeeze a glob of girlcum past her fingers and onto the desk. She sighed in bliss, releasing the Squat command as she quickly scooted backwards and dropped into her seat. Breathing heavily, she laid a flushed cheek against the cool desk, tongue darting out to taste her wetness off the wooden surface and humming in contentment. Glancing up, she saw that Ms. Stevens was shooting her a suspicious look but certainly wasn't acting as if she had just seen her student masturbating half-naked on a desk. Smiling at having gotten away with something so naughty, Emily turned her head and froze suddenly.

Melody's eyes were wide open, staring at her bare lower half with a fierce blush on her face. Their eyes met, neither saying a word. Taken by a sudden impulse, Emily reached down to her crotch, scooped up some more of her cream with a finger and brought the digit to her mouth, licking it clean. Melody blushed even brighter before burrowing her face into her folded arms. Emily smirked victoriously, reaching down to grab her shorts from the floor where they'd fallen but not making a move to put them back on just yet.

Geez, I really have become a pervert.