The accident!

You hear a series of loud "CRRRRRCHNK" noises, followed by a panicked "OH NO!!!"

"What is it?" the teacher asks as she gets up. She rubs your back for a moment and then moves to the back of the room. You are alone in the center of the room, unable to see because of the bright light shining in your eyes.

You remain unconcerned and occupied with your own personal ecstasy as your breath is getting shorter and your dick getting harder the longer you pose. You've started to get quite good at it in your own mind, and you were certainly enjoying yourself... The drops of precum underneath you were evidence of that. You had lost track of time, but you really really wanted to keep going.

"Oh dear... Hey John can you come over here for a moment?... Someone turn the lights on please. "

You climb down as the lights turn on and you and walk to a table in the back where Kenita and your teacher are standing. The rest of the girls huddle together around you, the lone nude body in the room. "I am soo sorry." says Kenita nervously, looking at you in particular.

Your teacher rubs Kenita's shoulders. "It will be OK..." as you feel the huddled girls wrap their hands around your lower back, and maybe an extra hand drift around your ass cheeks.

"So this is a reminder that the paper cutter is extremely sharp, and not something to be played with." as she points to the large paper cutter on the table in front of you.

"Did someone get hurt?" asks Laura...

"No..." says Ms Orwin, "but I have some bad news for John..."

Everyone squeezes against you tightly, as you start to get nervous.

"I had left your clothes in a pile here next to the paper cutter..." Ms Orwin says trailing off...

"And I was using the paper cutter in the dark." Kenita continues now panicked and deeply embarrassed "It was really hard and I didn't know what was going on because I hadn't used it before!"

Kenita looks like she's about to cry, and she runs over and hugs you tightly. You feel awkward that your hard wet penis pressing into her, vastly mismatches the emotional energy right now.

"And?... Did something happen to my clothes?" you say as your heart is racing.

Ms Orwin drops a handful of strips of fabric, that fall on the table in front of you. "They are destroyed." as she places a pile in front of you.

You grab them, and see that yes they are your clothes, but several cuts in different orientations have left nothing that you could wear around your waist or cover your torso with. It was now just scraps. "Maybe if you..." Mara says as she tries to balance different pieces of material on your body, but finds no success with the shapes that are left.

"I have no clothes..." you say with a dead stare, like your brain just short-circuited.

Your teacher crosses her arms and slowly nods in agreement.

"I promise I'll replace them!" Kenita assures you.

"That's not what I'm worried about... What am I going to wear for the rest of the day?"

Thats when the school-bell suddenly rings. All the girls gasp and grab hold of you.

Ms Orwin dives into action, realizing there is no time to process this thoroughly. "OK, crap. There's another class coming into this room after us..." she thinks quickly for a moment... "You all have study hall after this, isn't that right?"

You hadn't considered that you share the same study hall with all your classmates, because everyone was often getting permission to skip it for some other activity.

"OK I've got an idea... Everyone quickly meet me outside in the parking lot... I'll call your study hall and tell them about the extra credit art assignment you are doing with me."

Everyone starts grabbing their shoes, clothes, backpacks and other things and runs out the door.

"Quickly John! I'll catch up with you in a minute." She says.

The girls giggling grab you and rush you out of the room and down the hall past a few students that have a momentary confused glance of you running with your hands on your crotch. But it's only a short distance before you are out in warm the sunlight, with a slight breeze that tingles all over.