Last Class

Tanya couldn't believe how badly her day had gone.

This was supposed to be her year! After so long spent social climbing, Tanya was one of the most popular girls on campus. She had basically everyone wrapped around her little finger... Until recently.

Now, standing in the busy hall with no underwear and a piII bottle hidden squeezed between her thighs, it felt like Tanya couldn't even control herself.

She scanned the hall and debated her options.

On the one hand, she wasn't going to just reach up her skirt to retrieve the bottle here in the hall with people everywhere. On the other hand, it could take a while (and draw more attention) if she had to waddle all the way to the ladies room this way.

Then the solution struck her. She squat down, set her bag in front of her like she was looking in it for something, and parted her legs just enough for the bottle to slip free.

Thanks to her skirt this went better than expected, as the slick bottle slid the length of it before hitting the ground.

Tanya managed to scoop it up into her bag without drawing any attention.

She scurried down the hall and slipped into the bathroom where she swallowed two "horny-helper" capsules. Then it was on to her final class.

As Tanya sat at her desk she was grateful she had taken the medicine. She had been hot enough just a few moments after sitting down that she had unbuttoned a few buttons on her blouse without thinking.

Moments later the heat down below was ramping back up unexpectedly too. Tanya dreaded to think how she'd feel if she didn't have those capsules.

She gazed out the window toward the front gates. She could see some of the bad boys had left class early and were sitting out there. They usually did station themselves around there at the start and end of the day. Smoking and harassing the girls passing by.

"They're so rude, yelling comments when we pass," Tanya mused. "Must hope some easy slag will just drop her knickers and let them bend her over the gate! Ha."

She bit her lip and sighed. "If I had passed them feeling this way this morning, I might have let them though..." She blushed at herself even thinking it!

Her mind danced over the possibility as her slick thighs jostled slightly, providing an added hint of stimulation.

They'd probably shout some rude comments like usual. Then, unable to control her lust, she'd just drop her panties - the panties she inconveniently left at that dumb tattoo studio - and bend over for them to mount.

"No," she shook her head silently, "I'm not that kind of girl! And I'd have to be under some crazy magic spell or hypnotized or something to let those jerks anywhere near me." She reassured herself. "Still..."

Her thoughts were interrupted by a question from her teacher.

"Tanya, since you don't seem to be quite with us anyway, why don't you read the next section for the class."

She blushed lightly at the attention. "Oh, I'm sorry! I must have been distracted. Where, um, where were we?"

She was directed to the correct page and read to the class. She hoped nobody could tell in exactly what way she had been distracted and blushed slightly at the possibility.

Boys stealing glances at her unusually more exposed breasts and her bare legs did not make focusing any easier. Still Tanya managed to complete the reading without her arousal drawing much attention.

"Maybe I should avoid the rude boys after school," she considered. "I mean, I'm not really going to just act like a whore because they cat call me... But still, I've been feeling a bit odd today. Why chance it?"

Tanya spent the last few minutes of class drifting between fantasies of how the boys might treat her and planning how she might avoid them without drawing much attention.

The fantasies were outweighing the plans though, by the time the final bell rang.