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Chapter 6 by jw_wjw

How long does Carrie's top last?

It is not long for this world

"Do you think things would have been better if Cuomo had been elected?" Carrie asked, knowing full well how the students would answer.

"Maybe if you mean Rivers Cuomo!" the student shot back, quickly unbuttoning Carrie's blouse. It is said that women's shirt buttons are on the opposite side of men's so that women could be dressed and undressed easily by their attendants. The student proved that point by making easy work of them and quickly popping off Carrie's front-clasp bra, pulling it out of the blouse that was now flying open and resting halfway on her shoulders. The other students joined in on the pun, one of them singing "if you want, to destroy my grandma, oh whoa whoa whoa..."

Carrie laughed at this display of wordplay. Her free hand now moved to the middle of her blouse, trying to keep it closed to cover her breasts (though it shouldn't have bothered, given that they were prominently visible – nipples, areolae, and all – beneath the white flag) while also still pulling it down to cover her nether regions. Soon enough physics took its hold and the blouse ripped off, the pieces floating down in Carrie's hand as it settled for using it as a cloth shield above her genitals.

"Well, it was a pleasure meeting you," Carrie reached out to shake everyone's hand, dropping the remnants of her blouse in the process, "best of luck!"

"You as well!"

"Well, that was one perspective on the first few months of Mamdani," Carrie walked away from the students and faced the camera, her free hand resting over her pussy as her arms unconsciously squeezed into her breasts to try to shrink them, except incidentally squeezing them to be even more prominent to the camera, "this has been ENF-QT, part of WNKD. Thanks for watching!"

Does Carrie recognize her nudity? Now what?

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