Go to the gym

Naked or not, I can't miss my senior photo. I'm not going to be the loser in the yearbook listed under the "Not Pictured" category. Hey, maybe in a few years I can laugh off this whole nightmare.

"Let's go get this over with." I tell Allyson, much to her delight.

"Emily yes! That's the spirit! This is gonna be awesome!" Allyson shouts excitedly.

We make our way to the gym, my satchel still covering my vagina, with everything else on full display. I'm starting to get used to the stares, but at the same time it's still super uncomfortable to think that all these classmates I've known for years have now seen me totally naked.

We reach the gym entrance and are greeted by a long line that extends around the perimeter of the gym. We take our place in line and peering over the heads of some of my classmates, I can see the cameraman and backdrop placed right in the center of the basketball court. Great, when I get my picture taken I have the privilege of everyone staring at me the whole time.

Allyson and I stand in line, me of course still being stark naked save for a satchel. Those around us stare at me, but I don't even bother covering my chest anymore. At this rate, there probably wasn't a single senior that hasn't seen my tits either in person or in pictures. Oh well, they're just boobs, I guess. At least my vag has stayed relatively hidden thanks to the satchel.

We are eventually greeted by Sarah, who joins us in line for the pictures.

"Gonna get your picture taken like that? I whole-heartedly approve." Sarah comments.

"I guess so. I mean, I can't just skip my senior picture!" I reply.

"Good point. Like I said, your outfit is on point this year. I can't wait to get our yearbooks!" Sarah jokes.

It takes a while, but we eventually make it to the front of the line. It is now my turn to get my picture taken for the yearbook. Normally, I would be excited for this moment, but being naked I couldn't help but feel just plain weird.

I begin to make my way towards the stool where my picture will be taken, but I'm stopped by Sarah.

"Hold up! Your satchel!" Sarah calls out to me.

Ugh. I guess I shouldn't be holding it in the picture, but I still don't trust Sarah with my satchel after what happened in English. Still, I reluctantly hand over my satchel to Sarah, and walk back towards the stool. I don't bother covering up anything, not even my vag, as I walk up and take a seat on the stool.

"Wow, this is a first. Can't say I've taken a naked yearbook picture before. You're one bold girl!" the cameraman teases.

Being the professional that he is, he doesn't make any further comments regarding my nudity. He has me pose the same way every other student poses, which was to sit up straight, chest out, and hands on top of thighs. Obviously, this left my boobs completely uncovered, and slightly pushed together as he snapped my picture. Oh well, like Allyson said it probably only includes my face and neck, maybe my shoulders and upper chest.

When was over, he had already printed a set of the picture, in various sizes, the same as every other student.

He hands them over to me and I take a look at the picture.

I gasp and notice that...