On to P.E.

As much as home sounds better, Emily is sure it wouldn’t help her situation. Better to just deal with the school day as it comes. Besides, things can’t really get much worse at this point, right?

Emily stands up and leaves the nurse’s office, back into the ever crowded hallways of the school. As before, she’s practically sucked into the river of students, as she attempts to make her way towards the gym. As is the usual in Emily’s life at the moment, she’s groped and grabbed constantly as she pushes forward, ignoring the once again building heat between her legs.

Not long after she enters the hallway, she’s out, and makes it to the gym. Emily hates PE. She’s in fine shape, though that’s more just applying to her appearance. In reality, Emily is pretty weak. She works out a lot of cardio to stay thin, but any sorts of lifting or hard workouts she steers very clear from. This gives her her attractive body and large breast, but means her strength and stamina and next to nothing.

Emily sighs. Maybe she should work to fix that. It’s probably why everyone has had such an easy time overpowering her these last two days. She kinda just walked into the role of the helpless girl…

Upon entering the locker room, everyone of course stares at her. Emily forgets that not everyone knows she’s naked just yet, so the surprised stares feels almost odd at this point. She walks to the line of students, and stands there silently, as they all wait for class to begin. After a while, her teacher, a 26 year old woman with a ripped build, walks before them all, Miss Aoki. She’s a former kickboxer from Japan, and probably the scariest woman that Emily knows. She’s tough, and expects a lot from her classes, no matter what.

Miss Aoki looks at Emily with a raised eyebrow. “Emily, explain your appearance.”

Emily blushes. “W-well my mother wanted to advertise her business and they took away my clothes and so I had to come here like this and…”

Miss Aoki raises a hand. “Ok too much. Doesn’t matter, you still have to attend class like normal, alright?”

Emily nods. “Yes ma’am.”

Miss Aoki looks down at her tablet that she tends to carry around. “Alright, stretches first. Someone has to volunteer, who will lead us today?”

Emily looks down. No way she can do that. She’s already flashes her pussy to enough students in sex-ed, she’s not doing it again, no way.

No other students raise their hands, and she sees everyone looking at her. Clearly they all want her to lead, because her humiliation would be a free show for them all. Emily just pulls her legs closer, trying to disappear. Miss Aoki is tough, but she wouldn’t **** the naked girl to lead stretches…right?

Miss Aoki points at Emily. “Emily, you lead today.”

Emily blurts out, “Why me?” against her better judgement. Miss Aoki does not appreciate being questioned.

She glared at the naked girl, “Because you are trying to get out of it clearly. Also, your naked body will do a great job of demonstrating to your peers proper form, assuming you’re capable of doing it.”

Emily wants to sink into the wood floor beneath her butt. Why does it feel like every convenient situation to embarrass her has been happening for the last 36 hours? When the hell can she catch a break? Emily meekly nods. “O-ok…” as she stands up and walks before the class.

Here goes nothing.