Problems in PE

//AN: I realize that way back in Chapter 3, willowtheslut established that Emily's first class was physics with Ms. Stevens. However, since I continued from PrinceAzura’s branch where it was said to be 5th period, I just went along with that instead. Just assume she got detention for playing on her phone rather than being late.

Emily was halfway through first period, subtly (she hoped) grinding on her desk seat through the rough denim of her jeans, when a thought occurred to her.

Wait a minute, how the hell am I going to get changed for PE with no underwear on and a plug up my ass!?

She bit her hand to prevent herself from groaning out loud in frustration, and hunched down in her chair. For a moment she considered abandoning her challenges, but it wasn't like she had a spare pair of panties in her bag or anything. She doubted she could get away with skipping again either, especially since she still owed Ms. Stevens a detention (or more likely several after yesterday's no-show). Fear and anticipation roiled in her gut, eyes glued to the wall clock counting down the seconds to her doom. Between her newfound nerves and the distracting pressure of the toy in her butt, she hardly heard a word of her math lesson. It was all she could do to keep her head down and stay quiet. When the bell rang for second period, she slowly collected her things and trudged off to the locker rooms like she was on **** row.

She had hoped to drag her feet enough that the girl's locker room would be mostly empty by the time she arrived, but unfortunately for her it was still packed. Ducking her head to avoid making eye-contact with anyone, she shuffled over to a corner of the room, thinking that if she was quick enough changing then maybe no one would have time to notice. She had just begun fiddling with the hem of her t-shirt when a familiar voice called out a greeting from behind her, startling her.

"Morning, perv."

Emily felt the familiar sensation of the app taking over, forcing her to unzip her jeans and pull them down below her ass which she promptly stuck out and shook enticingly. Her heart skipped a beat and all the blood drained from her face as her body autonomously flaunted her lack of underwear and black butt plug to the girl behind her. As soon as she felt the app's control weaken, she yanked her pants back up, clutching the open front over her bush as she spun around.

Faye stood there with a grin on her face. Stammering and blushing, Emily tried to come up with an excuse for what she just did, but she merely winked and walked away. Emily was left frozen, pulse pounding from adrenalin as her gaze instinctively followed the swaying of her ass in her tight gym shorts. As soon as Faye was out of sight, she sagged in confused relief and turned to face the lockers, still holding her jeans closed.

Was... was that it? Did she not see the plug? She came over to tease me about what happened yesterday, but she didn't seem to react at all to me flashing her just now. Yesterday...

Her eyes widened.

Of course, my Random Order! It must be something like "Greeting triggers Mooning", but because Aware is low she didn't notice that anything else was wrong!

She nearly laughed out loud. Peeking over her shoulder revealed that most students had left while she was distracted, only a few obviously shy girls still avoiding eye contact with each other as they quietly changed. Emily swiftly stripped and put on her gym clothes, careful not to bend over too far, and hurried to join the rest of the class in the auditorium. She saw Faye nudge the redheaded girl beside her and point at Emily, lips moving. The other girl smirked at her, and Emily looked away with a blush as she lined up. Coach Lin, a middle-aged man with thinning hair, got everyone's attention and began leading them through their stretches.

Emily's old gym shorts were a smidge tighter than she would have liked, which normally wasn't much of a problem. Today, however, she seemed to be constantly readjusting them out of a wedgie. After a while she also started sweating, nipples beginning to show through the white shirt clinging to her chest. A couple of guys started sneaking peeks at her, and she noticed Faye and the other girl whispering excitedly. Emily looked down anxiously and plucked at the front of her shirt. The attention, together with the pleasure of the toy shifting inside her rectum as she moved, was starting to turn her on. She was glad that her shorts were black, as she felt a wet spot begin to form where the fabric was pulled tight against her pussy. By the time Coach Lin told them to head out to the track and start running laps, she was already flushed and breathing hard.

This is going to be a long class...