Gym Class

Renee rushed into the gym trying her best to keep her shirt to cover her lower half, feeling the cool wind on the bottom of her exposed and quivering buttcheeks.

“Renee Beaucorps!” A loud male voice echoed throughout the area as Renee stopped quickly in her spot front and center of the gym teacher, Mr. Wagner.

Having known Renee from her junior year when he had started, she always caught his eye. Athletic as hell, cute, and the stunner. Whether it was her booty swaying in those shorts, or her blockbuster breasts bouncing away behind the sadly baggy gym t-shirt. He had always wanted to see what lied underneath.

Luckily for him, Renee's senior year had her in multiple incidents where her nude escapades were in a Google doc entitled **** Redhead. In it were all the videos of her birthday streak, one of her hanging in the park with her Eve suit on, a few of the Ginger streaking the mall in socks, and the last one being her running off in school with a rainbow thong on her wobbly untanned buttocks. Sadly, no videos had been uploaded for over a month. Until this morning when the parade had finally been uploaded and currently downloaded to the teacher's phone as he had watched the YouTube stream based on Renee's excited suggestion before the football game.

“And where are your shorts, young lady?”

“I didn’t have any…”

“Don't try your **** Redhead act with me.”

“Please Mr. Wagner, I just need some shorts!”

“You made your choice and now you get to live with it. Maybe you shouldn't have partied with boys last night.” he smirked looking down at her thighs.

“Hope you're wearing panties Beaucorps.” he lied as he finished the attendance as slow as possible. Causing Renee to feel the classmates lined behind her noticing the pale peach cheeks peeking from out under her shirt.