Maybe not as confident as she thought

She took a breath to steady her nerves before embarking on the next step in fulfilling her fantasy.

CLACK
CREEEEAAAK

Christina's heart stopped as she heard the restroom door open. The confidence she felt less than a second ago melted away and replaced with panic. She was about to be discovered naked inside the girls' restroom! She quickly dove under the sink, pulled her clothes to her chest and ran into the stall she recently vacated, slamming the door closed and locking it. She sat on the toilet, clutching her clothes as she listened for any sign that whoever entered had seen her.

What was I thinking?! she said to herself.

She heard footsteps enter and go straight to the sink. The faucet turned on and she heard the girl splash it on her face before turning it off.

"Ah, that's the last time I trust Carol to hold my soda. At least I found the restroom while blinded. Yeesh." The girl said to herself, unaware of anyone else in the room.

Christina sighed in relief that she hadn't been seen, but still made no movement until she was certain she was alone again.

"Wait, what's this? Hey, someone leave their panties here? That's odd." The girl said.

Christina's eyes almost popped out of their sockets as she looked at where the girl's feet stood, and sure enough, her light blue panties were on the floor. Apparently they'd fallen from her pile as she ran into the stall. The girl scooped them up before leaving.

"I wonder if the lost and found has ever seen someone's panties being brought in. Guess I'll find out." The girl muttered before opening the door.

As the door closed, Christina pulled the bundle of clothes to face and she screamed into it, wanting to muffle her frustration.

Stupid! Stupid! What were you thinking?! Now you lost your panties! We could go to lost and found, but then they'll ask how I lost them, and I'm not about to say I took them off and left them on the floor! Okay, so...commando? I'll go commando and things should be ok. Right? she said to herself.

She stood up and unlocked the stall. She walked back to the sinks and placed her clothes on the counter. She looked at herself in the mirror. The once confident girl she saw minutes ago was blushing from her head to her chest, she was almost hyperventilating, but she also noticed her hard nipples. Looking down futher, she saw she was dripping from her crotch! She didnt want to touch it out of fear of being unable to stop herself until she reached orgasm. Not that she didn't want an orgasm, but she didn't want anyone discovering her while it happened.

She pulled her socks on before pulling up her jeans and pulling her shoes on. Now dressed from the waist down, she looked at herself again. She seemed more calm, and no one could tell she wasn't wearing panties.

You should leave your bra too. Came a voice in her head.

Christina thought about it. With her erect nipples poking at the material, it would be difficult to hide them or her lack of bra. No, she had to keep it on. She slipped the straps over her shoulders and clasped it shut behind her back before finally pulling her shirt on.

Whew, I almost made a BIG mistake... she thought.

As she stepped out of the restroom, she was keenly aware of the denim brushing against her bare ass as she walked, not to mention how the seam in the crotch dug itself into her crack in the back and sometimes came into contact with her labia. She just hoped there wasn't a wet spot forming in them as she got back to her class to gather her belongings before the class was over.

She entered the classroom a bit flustered, not used to going without panties, she felt almost like everyone could tell as she nervously walked to her seat and plopped her behind back into it, feeling the jeans dig into her crotch, nearly eliciting a moan from her mouth. She closed her mouth and made it look like she was suppressing a yawn.

RRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNGGGGG

The end of period bell sounded and everyone began to stand up. Christina frantically shoved her books and belongings into her backpack before standing up and heading out the door before anyone might see the wet spot she was sure was visible now. She walked to her locker and opened it, shoving a few books from her bag inside and replacing them with her next couple classes' books. As she faced away from the hallway filled with students, she looked down to see a wet spot about the diameter of a ping pong ball that started at the bottom of the crotch of her jeans, and extended to the join where all the seams met under her crotch. It wasnt noticeable unless you were looking there.

Christina gulped a she knew that any further movement would likely make the spot bigger, not to mention sitting down. She could just picture her sitting in class, being stimulated by her jeans the entire time, and possibly having an unintended orgasm in the middle of class! How embarrassing!

Not to mention hot. Christina's mind said to her, tempting her to do it.

No, I'm not gonna just let myself cum during class! she told herself.

"Chrissy, you ok?" Came a voice behind her.

Christina turned and saw her best friend Tory standing there. She was very cute and didn't seem to need a ton of makeup to look stunning. Her D cup chest meant the boys were always looking at her, but she hated the attention. She confided in Chrsitina that she hated her big boobs because no matter what she wore, they would draw attention. Chrstina would always point out that Tory's ass was flatter than a pair of flapjacks, which would make both of them laugh. Tory could have easily been one of the popular girls and a cheerleader, but she didnt crave the spotlight and preferred to be in the back of the crowd.

"Oh, I..."Christina tried to explain, still clutching her crotch.

"Oh! Did you have an accident? I have some spare clothes if you need to borrow them." Tory offered.

It was convenient that their lockers were just a few lockers apart, so they could always talk between classes. Tory opened her locker and held up leggings, a skirt, and shorts. Christina thought the black leggings would be interesting. The dark material won't show the wetness as easily, plus it would outline everything below the waist. It turned her on thinking about how many students would be able to see the shape of her ass and maybe even a camel toe in front. The shorts would do her no better than she had now, but the skirt was interesting. In her current state, having her pussy dripping every second, a skirt would let her drip without showing a wet spot excapt for wherever she sat.

It also makes it easier to take off or flip up to flash your ass and/or pussy. Christina's naughty thoughts said again.

So, now she has to make a choice...