Getting Clothed

"I should get you something to wear." Margret said, rushing out of the room out of sight. In her drunken state, Lauren didn't know what to do. On one hand she was scared and completely embarrassed in front of all her peers. On the other hand, however, she was strangely feeling aroused from all of the attention. Because of this, Lauren started to tremble and shake starting from her legs and arms.

"So. Rough night?" Said a man wearing a loosely buttoned plaid shirt showing a dangling cross resting on the neckline of his white tank top. A woman nudged his shoulder playfully, laughing. "Ben, stop it. She probably doesn't understand you. Isn't that right, little girl?"

Lauren wanted to scream, hoping that all this was a dream brought on by too much ****. By now her entire body was trembling and it concentrated in her abdomen slowly elevating up to her throat and back down to her crotch.

As soon as Margret came back with a thick robe it started to rain outside. Lauren's misfortunate night was getting bad to worse, then after a clap of very loud thunder her whole body erupted as she jumped.

After Lauren felt a warmth tingling sensation wash over her body, Margret and her class began to smell something.