Wear your normal clothes

There was no way that you were going to parade around in girly clothes all day. You wore your old boxers, jeans, and sweatshirt and headed off to school. You met up with James on the way and dodged his questions of what Randy had wanted the day before and where you had been all afternoon.

And then, once you got to school and split from James, you found Randy approaching you. He looked pissed and motioned for you to follow him, phone held in his hand. He led you to an empty classroom and locked the door behind you.

"You're not a very good listener," he said.

"I'm not gonna wear girly clothes to school," you said, glaring at him. "I'm not-" Your words stopped as he undid your belt and unbuttoned your pants. Your eyes went wide as he pulled them open.

"Boxers too, huh?" He reached a hand inside and ran his finger along your pussy lips, then let it slip slightly inside. He pulled his hand away and walked around you, then held you from behind, hand going right back into your boxers. His thumb found and played with your clit while his fingers started slipping into you. "You know why you're gonna wear girl clothes?"

You shook your head. It was meant as a denial, but you couldn't speak.

"Because you are a girl. You're a slut with bug tits," he said. "And a nice ass, and a wet pussy." He pulled his fingers out and showed them to you. they were glistening with your juices. He returned his hands to your boxers and went back to fingering you. "Look what you did your first day back at school. Showed a whole gym class your ass and pussy, jerked me off twice and blew me."

You made me, you thought.

"And unless you want the whole school to know what you did, you need to play ball." He fingered you more, they worked at an angle that felt amazing, and your knees shook. With his thumb working your clit, you could feel your pleasure building. Your pussy... god it felt empty... You moaned and came, shame mixing with pleasure at the knowledge that this asshole just fingered you to climax. He pulled his hand away and you sank to your knees, breath shaky.

"How'd that feel, slut?" he asked. "Good? That's great. Now, I want you to get those tits out and let me fuck them, then you're gonna wear my cum on them all day. We'll talk about how else you can make this up to me after school."

You stared up at him, mouth hanging open in horror. "I can't..."

"Or I send those pics out."

Frozen, knowing you had to make a call, you decided to...