Her Underwear

Emma dressed hastily, slipping on a skirt as she quickly grabbed her stuff. She didn't even notice that she forgot a very important piece of clothing as she rushed out, closing and locking the door behind her.

She sped down the halls, the somewhat short skirt flying around slightly as she bounded towards her class. She was too in a rush to notice some of the odd looks she got from people she passed. She was too focused on getting to her destination.

After exiting the building, she sprinted over the grass. For a brief moment, she noticed that she had an odd chill down below. The thought quickly fled though, and she pushed open the door to the building her class was in. She almost hit someone, who she turned to apologize to, but when she turned back, she ended up bumping into someone and fell face-first onto the floor and the guy stumbled back.

"Woah, hey are you-" the guy started, but froze in shock at the sight in front of him. Emma's skirt had fluttered up from the tumble, and as she sat with her butt in the air, he was met with the sight of her bare ass pointed in his direction. It was nicely shaped and free of any blemishes. Not only that, but he could even see a little bit of something else underneath...

Emma still didn't seem to notice as she stood up, not too banged up, and brushed herself off. She turned to apologize to the shocked guy behind her and continued on her way.

Finally, she made it to the classroom, and burst in, breathing heavily. The teacher stopped her lecture and looked up at her. She had a frown on her face, but it quickly softened when she saw it was Emma.

"Emma, you're here." The teacher, Mrs. Patterson said. "You're never usually late."

"Sorry...my alarm...set wrong..." Emma said between breaths. Thankfully, her reputation as a good student saved her this time as Mrs. Patterson nodded.

"I'll let it slide this time, but please take care to not let it happen again." She said, and Emma nodded. Mrs. Patterson resumed her lecture as Emma made her way to her seat, shuffling past students in that awkward way she hated and sat down. As soon as her butt hit the seat, she noticed how...odd it felt. She furrowed her brows as she shifted in her seat. She couldn't quite exactly figure out why it felt so off. She shrugged and tried to ignore it as she got her stuff settled on her desk, and quickly opened her notebook to begin taking notes.

But the entire time, that strange feeling kept gnawing at her...

Emma was continuously bothered by the strange feeling all the way until the end of class. She didn't manage to figure out the exact cause. As the students were leaving the class, she was about to investigate when Julie suddenly popped up.

"Hey, Emma." She said. Emma smiled at the sight of her friend.

"Hey, what's up?" She said.

"I'm guessing you forgot, but we have to go and start hanging up banners for the parade coming up," Julie said, then frowned. "I-I mean, if you're not too busy, or anything. I-I can do it myself if you-"

"No no, it's good, I'm available!" Emma said, stopping the poor girl before she started panicking. "Where are the banners?" Julie seemed to calm down as she leads Emma out of the room and through the halls.

"I'm so excited for the parade, it's supposed to be the biggest one they've ever done!" She said. The parade was celebrating the 200th anniversary of the school, and so the school was pulling out all the stops for it. "Ah, it's right here." They stopped at a large supply closet. It was locked, but Julie produced a key, which surprised Emma. "I got permission for this, don't worry!" She assured Emma and unlocked the door. The two went inside and turned on the light.

The room was full of different stuff, so varied you wouldn't be able to describe everything without simple words. The school had several of these scattered about, but this one was mainly reserved for event items, like the banners they needed.

"They're up on a high shelf, so we'll need a ladder," Julie explained. Emma nodded and searched around. She cried out in victory when she spotted a stepladder. She grabbed it, and then went over to where the banners were. Emma set up the ladder and noticed that Julie looked nervous.

"U-umm...c-can you do it? I...have a fear of heights..." Julie asked. Emma nodded and started to go up the steps to the somewhat high shelf. Julie looked up and watched, prepared to grab the banners as Emma lowered them down to her. The two worked together to bring down the banners. They got through most of them quickly, and with a few only left in the back, Emma stretched to reach them. As she did, Julie looked up and froze.

Emma's stretching caused her skirt to lift up, and from her position, Julie got a good look at what appeared to be Emma's bare ass. Julie's face went red, and she became so flustered that she almost didn't catch the banner Emma dropped down. Emma didn't notice her friend's shock, so she stretched once more. Julie immediately tried to rationalize what she was seeing.

'It looks like she's...but there's no way! Maybe it's a...thong, or something, something small! Yeah, sure!' She thought. She caught another banner, and when Emma stretched once more, Julie's hopes were dashed when she caught a glimpse of something even worse than her friend's ass...her pussy, clearly visible from underneath. Julie's breath hitched. She...she wasn't wearing any panties!!

Emma retrieved the last few banners and made her way down. When she saw Julie's shocked face, she frowned. "What's wrong?"