Yes

She had to give it a try, right?

Hiyoko crept forward and gently tugged at Chiaki’s jacket. Thankfully, Chiaki had laid her head down on the desk with her arms out in front of her, so Hiyoko wouldn’t have to worry about moving her arms out from under her head. She’d still have to move Chiaki’s arms to get the jacket and shirt off though.

Speaking of, Hiyoko grabbed Chiaki’s left arm and, slowly, as to try to keep Chiaki asleep, bent the arm to allow Hiyoko to slip off the jacket. Once it was off one arm, it was easy to pull it off from her other arm. Hiyoko’s excitement only continued to grow and grow as Chiaki’s clothes slowly came off her body.

Next, Hiyoko pulled off Chiaki’s ribbon with a single tug and threw it aside, then turned her attention to the shirt. Thankfully, it was simply buttons, so she could take it off the same way she did the jacket.

Hiyoko began unbuttoning the shirt, and giggled as Chiaki’s bright pink bra slowly came into view. Hiyoko also marveled at just how big Chiaki was. Hiyoko felt a slight twinge of jealousy. Hopefully she’d hit her own growth spurt soon.

Once all the buttons were undone, Hiyoko slipped off the shirt the same way as she did the jacket, leaving Chiaki down to the final piece. Hiyoko took a moment to step back and examine Chiaki, who was nude except for her lone bra, the only thing left protecting her modesty (well, of the top half, anyway). Hiyoko clapped her hands, and crept forwards once more, moving behind Chiaki. She quickly undid the strap holding it in place, and as it came undone, Chiaki’s breasts bounced a bit, almost freed from their fabric confines.

Hiyoko slid the straps down the shoulders, and then knelt down. Since Chiaki had her head against the desk, her breasts were underneath it. Hiyoko got into position as she grabbed the cups of the bra, and stopped. This was it. Hiyoko smiled wide as she pulled the bra away, leaving Chiaki sitting in the chair, completely, utterly, bare-ass naked. As Hiyoko looked at Chiaki’s nude body, and saw Chiaki’s bare breasts hanging down, she felt that twinge of jealousy again. They were so big!

Oh well, Hiyoko made herself feel better by realizing she wouldn’t be the only one seeing those massive jugs today.

Suddenly, Chiaki began to stir, and Hiyoko jumped. Time to go! Hiyoko wuicjly gathered up Chiaki’s clothes into a pile, picked it up, and, after giving her one last look, she rushed out of the room, giggling all the while.

A few moments later, Chiaki groaned as she sat up and yawned. She stretched her arms up, not noticing her bare breasts shifting with her movements, and groaned in satisfaction as she lowered her arms again. She was always a bit dazed after waking up, so she pushed her chair back as she stood up, her senses still taking their time to fully wake up along with her. She knew she was supposed to clean, but for some reason, she was feeling more tired than usual. She was sure Ms. Yukizome would understand. That or she could simply help out someone else next time, when she was feeling better.

Ready to go home, Chiaki grabbed her backpack and slipped it on, only vaguely aware of how it felt a little different than usual against her body, and headed towards the classroom door, her breasts swaying with every step.

She reached the door, placed her hand on the doorknob, and opened the door. She took a single step out into the hallway…