Of course not

"Er, Miss..." Sandry stood before the PE teacher, "Here's the thing, I kind of forgot..."

Ten minutes later, Sandry stepped nervously into the gym hall at the back of the line. Thirty students dressed in blue shorts and white t-shirts, and then her, dressed in pink heart-patterned panties, grey bra, and white socks.

"I didn't think she'd really make me do it in my underwear." Sandry muttered to herself.

The gym teacher sent the students on a warm-up run around the hall, Sandry feeling very self-conscious of the way her large breasts bounced freely, almost escaping her bra. As she passed the viewing gallery, Sandry was surprised how many other students seemed to have a free period and chosen to take the opportunity to watch a PE lesson.

The group now warmed, they were divided into teams for netball. Sandry at least had a little ability at this, mostly because she could spend a lot of time in a corner and when she did get the ball she didn't even have to run with it.

Suddenly the play moved over towards her, and Sandry was aware of her teammates calling for her to do something. Shaking her head, Sandry jogged towards a group of girls who were fighting over the ball.

Before she could decide exactly what she was going to do, one of the girls slipped, falling against Sandry and knocking them both to the floor. And as she fell, Sandry was horrified to hear...