Head to the girls locker room

With nothing but the owl protecting her dignity, Anna racked her brain. Her uniform was history, and the clothes from the other two students were out of reach. And there was no telling where the girl she stole the panties from was, not that she'd be willing to help Anna. She took a breath and bit her lip.

The owl then turned and started to waddle its way to the gym. It nearly stumbled and tripped, both from the awkward weight, the heat trapped inside, and her thighs rubbing against each other.

This can't be turning me on. This is ridiculous!

She could fell each bead of sweat rolling down her naked back. Her legs burned from all the running, while her crotch twitched for attention. Heat radiated from her entire body, but her cheeks seemed to produce the most heat. And all of that warmth was trapped inside her feathery shield. Before long, Anna began to pant. But she could make it. She had to.