Head back to class

You let the girls go ahead of you and then follow, almost tripping over on Stella and Tabitha’s discarded clothes. Picking them up you bundle them tightly, just feeling the soft fabric of their outfits for a moment as you try to tell yourself that this is really happening. Unsure what to do with them now you look around in the hallway before spotting a trash can and, without ceremony, throw the girls clothes away.

“They won’t be needing those anymore” you sigh happily, feeling the same rush of aroused excitement you felt as when you’d first stripped Stella. Looking back at the open doorway to Mrs Barker’s classroom you can’t resist going in to see how your uniform changes are working out. Grabbing your backpack and making sure the notebook is still secure, you follow after the girls.

As you round the doorway the first thing you see is Mrs Barker at the front of the room, her face like thunder. She has her back to the class and is writing on the board, trying to teach through the distractions you’ve **** on her. She glares daggers at you as you step into the doorway but doesn’t let your presence interrupt her class, she merely speaks a little louder and continues teaching.

You see a glance of relief cross her face as she sees the other girls returning to the class wearing normal clothes. She gives Sarah, one of the girl’s whose underwear was now stuffed in Mindy’s top, a critical look obviously trying to work out if you’d done anything. It takes her a moment but you see her face flash in recognition of the new bounce in Sarah’s breasts and Mrs Barker glares at you again in silent anger that you’d taken the girls bras.

As the rest of the girls take their seats you hear a ripple of hush fall across the class, everyone is looking at you. The girls in expectant worry, and the guys in awe; and amongst them all, sat in the middle of the class, her hands covering her bare breasts and legs crossed to hide her naked shame is Stella. Her floating bare foot twitches up and down, betraying her mortified anxiety and you can only admire the way her frantic nervous breathing is causing her taut lithe stomach and perfect breasts to rise and fall almost hypnotically.

Just the sight of her in the room is like a dream, naked and surrounded by dressed classmates, she seems to stand out even more just because of the contrast between her nakedness and how normal everything else seems. Even with the twins half-dressed, they blend in a little more and Lucy’s boot hands barely register, but Stella, through her total humiliation, stands out as the absolute centre of attention.

You watch as she realises you’re staring at her and she squirms in her seat, her bare ass against the cheap plastic making the most delicate squeaking sound as she shuffles and clamps her arms to her chest more securely and her legs together even tighter.

Mrs Barker coughs to get your attention and you snap out of your reverie, “Will you be joining the class Michael?” she asks, clearly irritated by you and glaring at your empty seat.

You give her a friendly smile and nod, “Sorry Mrs Barker, yep… I’m done with my inspections so I thought I should get back”

She huffs but says nothing, turning her attention back to the board she snaps her fingers as a strict indicator to the class that they should be paying attention. Of course the moment she turns around you watch as most of the guys in the class, and some of the girls, start taking glances at their new ‘nudist’ classmate.

You move up the row until you get to your usual desk in the back row and sit down, trying to be quiet and disguise the rapidly growing erection in your pants. You can see Stella staring angrily at those looking at her, and that she’s making a definite point of not uncovering herself for anything, her pen and books laying on her desk untouched.

Wanting to blend in with the other students you reach into your bag and pull out the notebook, your mind wandering immediately to what you’d want to write next…