A windy day

The rest of class is fine. You notice the rest of the girls shifting uncomfortably in their seats. Figures, it’s not the best feeling. Eventually, class ends and with a silent nod, you corner Kyoka. “Where are our panties!” Mina pouts.

“I told you, I don’t-“

“Can you please just give them back? We’ll forgive you!” Ochako says.

“I can’t tell you what I don’t know.”

“Fine. Until you return our panties, we won’t help with your challenges.” Momo declares.

“Fine! I’ll prove it wasn’t me though!” She grits her teeth and storms out.

“Hm… maybe it really isn’t her, ribbit.” Tsu mumbles.

“W-Woah. Hey, watch your legs!” You shout. The frog had crouched, flashing her pussy to each of you. “Let’s just go… get home and get new panties.”

“Right... I’ve had enough with going commando.” Mina huffs.

You all make your way down the elevator, not risking the stairs. As soon as you step outside, though, you realize the issue. Instantly all your skirts fly up with a gust. “Kyaaa!” You quickly shove yours back down. If anyone was in front of you, they’d have seen everything. Well, they wouldn’t have seen, but they’d know you didn’t have anything underneath.

After a few close calls with inconvenient wind gusts, you all make it back to the dorms. You head upstairs with everyone, getting a good view of their asses as they walked ahead of you. The rest of the night is luckily uneventful, besides the questioning directed at Jiro.