Math

Renee made it to Math just as the bell finished ringing. Unfortunately she was the last one in, so the entire classroom was intensely staring at her in what seemed like only a shirt. The boys had sly grins on their faces while most of the girls had looks of disgust. Except a black haired girl with a single purple stripe. She was smiling just as wide at the boys. Renee hurried to the last remaining seat towards the front and sat down pulling her shirt down to cover some of her thicc bare thighs.

Mr. Dwyer was at his desk once again watching the parade footage as he had done before school started. Seeing Renee waltz here, he was disappointed at her clothed form. Although seeing her sit down, it didn't seem like she wasn't wearing pants. Curiosity got the better of him as he had heard her recent escapades of brazen display. Wondering if she didn't even get to go home last night, he set in motion a different class plan.

“Alright class let's begin, as you know we have a test today based on the basic system of PEMDAS. Renee, if you could solve the two equations at the top of the board for us?” The black haired teacher asked politely as Renee squirmed uncomfortably in her chair. She knew from the height of the board, she'd be mooning her fellow classmates. Keeping the defiance rule in mind her school was set on, Renee nodded hesitantly got out of her seat heading to the white board. Looking at the equation. “(3+3)² + 33”

“Well first you do the parentheses which is 6, then there's an exponent so that makes it 36. Then we add it up that equals….”

“Daaaaammmyyynn that's some cake Renee!”

Renee froze as she started to reach up to write what she was speaking only to feel her shirt creeping up her buns; essentially mooning her classmates with the ill fitting shorts revealing a thin blue string up her crack. The class began to murmur and let out a few laughs. Her blindingly pale white buttocks began to quiver as she felt another body blush hit her form.

“T...th…Then we add the rest which equals….69…” She spat out realizing the impact of teenagers to the legendary number. “Nice…” The boys sang in a chorus as Renee dropped to her heels. Her buns quaking caused the sides of her shorts to finally give way as they burst off of her tight buns. Flying with surprising haste towards Mr. Dwyer's desk, as the man grabbed the fabric and stuffed it into his pocket grinning wildly. Renee started to head back to her desk to conceal herself when Mr. Dwyer stopped her.

“Renee, dear, there's still one more equation left.”

“But sir, can't someone else do it? Please?!”

“Not only do you have the highest grade in the class, but you're the student body president. A shining example on how to get things done right. I asked you to do both equations. Or are you being defiant in my class?”

“...No sir.” She sighed realizing she was in the same state as in the gym. Not wanting to see the principal and explain everything that had happened to bring Renee to her current state of somehow newfound embarrassment