Denise steals Mrs. Cassidy's top

An arm suddenly darts into view and yanks off Mrs. Cassidy's bikini top, leaving her naked in front of you and all the girls in the audience. A few of the girls cheer and wolf-whistle at her exposure. You feel surprised at this, never realizing how many girls in your year were bisexual.

"Woo-hoo! A two-for-one!"

"Damn! Swing those tits, baby!"

"Hey! How come she has a bigger rack than me?!"

Mrs. Cassidy somehow doesn't immediately cover herself. She turns her head to glare at Denise. You can't see her face, but you can feel the fury in her voice. "What the hell did you do that for?!"

"Remember that time you flunked me for missing a goal in soccer?" Denise says haughtily.

Dana cackles and high-fives Denise. "That's my girl!"

Mrs. Cassidy fumes at the humiliation and makes an angry groan. For some reason, you can't help but think it sounds cute coming from her. She backs up away from the stage, still trying to keep you covered, but you put your hands on her side and push her slightly away. "Mrs. Cassidy, I REALLY need you to stop moving so much!"

"Why would I...Oh! Right! Sorry!" She squeaks.

Even though she's not moving, you can feel your dick keep growing against her ass. You close your eyes, blocking out the sight of the cheering crowd of girls and hoping the fundraiser will end soon.