Mackenzie is still on full display for the entire school

At the high school prom venue, utter chaos was unfolding. Virtually every student in attendance was up from their tables, out of their seats, and shouting in enjoyment, disbelief, outrage, or some combination thereof. The small number of teachers and staff that made up the chaperones that evening had no idea what to do. One of them had finally managed to shut off the giant screen above the stage, which only caused a further uproar from the gathered students. That screen had, until a few moments prior, been showcasing some up close and personal video footage from an incident in a mall bathroom. A particularly indecent incident in which one Mackenzie Fairbairn was completely nude and being spanked by an unseen woman. (And even worse, she seemed to be tentatively begging for it, by shouting things like "Harder!" as she was spanked on the bare ass!)

Now, with that large and lewd spectacle suddenly removed from everyone's view, the collective student body found themselves focusing on the live show unfolding on the stage itself. And what a live show it was! Though it lacked the HD resolution that the footage had, the fact that it was happening in real time right in front of them was enough to whip the students raw energy into a frenzy. There seemed to be two separate catfights going on or near the stage, and every single participant had now lost their prom dress entirely. Plus Mackenzie herself had been on naked display underneath the video the entire time!

On stage left stood Amy and Pauline, two shorter but certainly well-endowed young women. And between the two of them, they were barely wearing one full set on underwear! Amy was standing in naught but a lacy red bra. The look of angry determination on her face was a bit at odds with the blush she also held with a hand lowered to shield her womanhood. Likewise, Pauline's face was deep red with both fury and embarrassment. She kept one arm shielded across her sizable chest, since the only thing she was wearing were some skimpy panties. Both girls had one fist raised towards the other, ready to continue their throwdown. Amy was fighting to help save Mackenzie, while Pauline was fighting to prolong the redhead's exposure.

Near stage right, on top of a table just a foot away, stood Lily and Cynthia. The slim blonde girl still had her skin tone bra and white panties on, but Cynthia was clad in nothing but her panties. The tall blonde girl had her arms crossed across her bare chest with a furious blush on her face. Even as she glanced around and saw the hundred of gazes fixed upon her exposed form, she charged forward towards Lily. Cynthia tackled her so hard that she actually knocked Lily onto the stage itself! And, in all the commotion, Lily's bra (which had been damaged earlier when Demetri hoisted her by it) broke completely. After a few seconds of tumultuous rolling, the two slim blonde girls rose to fighting stances on stage right. Both were now topless, using one arm to envelope their modest busts.

Beside the stage (and largely lost to the audience's interests entirely), were Demetri and Garret. The two boys were both quite large and muscular. And given that Demetri was aligned with Pauline and Cynthia, while Garret was aligned with Lily and her friends, the fact that they were fighting was a virtual certainty. But the two beefy dudes were proving to be a relatively even match for each other. Both had bruised and slightly bloodied faces, even as they exchanged further blows. Neither could go help their allies as long as the other remained fighting.

Meanwhile, on center stage, Mackenzie was still utterly naked and on display for all to see. Each of her (slightly spread) ankles had been handcuffed to something on the stage floor, meaning that fleeing was simply not an option. Luckily (but debatably still unhelpfully), Mackenzie's best friend Jess was there too. Unfortunately, Jess was dressed in nothing but a tiny black thong. She, too, had fallen victim to the bullies' trap. But despite her exposed state, the brunette was still determined to help her friend. It was simply unlucky that Jess had no idea how to pick locks.

"Mackenzie!" she worriedly said, rising back up from her crouch, "I can't get the cuffs unlocked!"

"Here, maybe I can help!" Ryan shouted as he arrived next to the two exposed girls.

"Ryan!!! Don't look!!" Jess squealed as she draped her arms across her bare chest. Despite knowing there was a huge crowd ogling her from behind, Jess simply couldn't contend with the reality of a boy standing next to her when she was topless.

Meanwhile, Mackenzie had the exact opposite reaction.

"Ryan oh thank god!!" she cried out in exuberance.

"I'll do my best not to Jess, but it's kind of hard..." he muttered. "You alright Mackenzie? You know, given the, uh, circumstances?"

"I will be if you can just get me OUT of these cuffs!" she nervously cried. She had had more than enough exposure for the night. More than anything else at that point, she just wanted to be out of sight.

"On it!" her boyfriend replied. After quickly draping his tuxedo jacket around Mackenzie'# shoulders, he ducked down and started doing his best to get one of the cuffs open.

Jess took this as her cue to be relieved of duty. Or at least, relieved of duty enough to shuffle offstage. But before she could get entirely out of sight, Ryan called out again.

"Wait, that's it! Jess!" he called to her, clearly with an idea in mind.