Piece de Resistance !

Angie looked resplendent in a bridesmaid's dress taken from the previous week's student collection. The hall janitor had brought along his best suit to change into and was acting as father of the bride. One of the sixth form boys, a confident black youth, had been dragooned into playing the groom and waited proudly at the end of the catwalk. Debbi was the bride. She wore her heels and thigh high white fishnet hold ups. And that was all she was wearing apart from a natty white garland on her head and tassels with small bells on the end attached to her nipples. The bells jingled as her tits jiggled ! It was a high art concept to end the show Charlotte had said, illustrating the eternal purity of woman and oneness with nature.

The bemused and horrified Debbi stepped forward in a daze on the arm of the janitor as the music changed from pumping techno to the Mendelssohn wedding march. The enthusiasm of the audience was off the scale as Debbi and her entourage emerged onto the catwalk. They had been promised a show stopping finish and they were certainly getting one. The progress of the slow march was excruciatingly slow for Debbi, who carried a tiny posy of flowers that would have been useless for covering herself in any way, even if she had dared to try. Her groom eagerly awaited his bride who finally arrived by his side at the end of the catwalk. "Ladies and gentlemen" cried Carol. "I give you the bride and groom !" Debbi blushed furiously, the few accessories she did have about her person serving only to emphasise her virtual nakedness. "You may now kiss the bride" Carol instructed the black youth who did so enthusiastically with his arm around Debbi's waist. His friends all made sure that this scene was immortalised via their cam phones. Debbi's ordeal was still not quite over as Carol kept them out there for yet another round of thanks and applause and what a great evening it had been and so on and so forth.

By the time Debbi got backstage once more, the sanctity of this area had been broken with gangs of students and parents milling around gossiping and congratulating themselves. Debbi took off the little she was wearing with regard to her wedding outfit. All she wanted to do was to get dressed and get home. But her own clothes had disappeared ! She hunted around frantically but could not find them. Everyone was now beginning to notice that the naked star of the show was still naked. Debbi rushed up to Carol. "Carol, I can't find my clothes, has Charlotte done anything with them ?" she asked desperately. "They must be here somewhere, probably got bundled up among all the stock in the confusion" answered Carol unhelpfully. Debbi began to garner even more attention as she bent and rummaged through the boxes and racks. It was the janitor who eventually called to her from the back of the room. "Looking for these ?" He was waving a familiar looking pair of knickers. Debbi could have kissed him as she discovered all her clothes had been thoughtlessly kicked into a corner. She was finally able to begin dressing again in her everyday clothes !