Mrs Smith helps you up, with some unintended consequences

As I sat there in my underwear trying to think of something to say, I could feel Mrs Smith becoming more annoyed by the second. Finally she had appeared to have enough with my lack of answer.

“I’ve had about enough of this, come with me to my office if you don’t feel like cooperating.”

With that she reached down to pick me up. She grabbed on to the only thing she could, the back of the waistband on my underwear. She grabbed on tight and pulled upwards, giving me a wedgie and lifting me up off the floor with her surprising strength. Unbeknownst to everyone though with your underwear already being worn out, along with both the damage from the fall and your pressing erection causing further strain on it, was about to reach their breaking point. Just as you were being lifted into the air about to land on your feet your underwear gave way and ripped clean off of your body. You fall backwards into Mrs Smith’s arms as she catches you, holding you up by your underarms. You take a moment to collect yourself before everyone realizes what has happened.

Everyone stares in stunned silence as your exposed 9” boner is sticking straight out. Practically putting itself on display for all the girls to see.