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Chapter 8 by Milk5hakes Milk5hakes

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Phase 3

“Ladies and gentlemen of Oakvale Heights High School, I’d like to present to you, our returning Woman’s Softball champions”

The girls began to shuffle into the gym from the cafeteria side entrance, with Renee staying in the back, awaiting her signal. Tim nudged Jacob who quickly entered a few buttons into the watch. Unbeknownst to Renee, the shoelaces that were knotted perfectly unraveled and tied themselves together.

“And now their captain, your student body president, Renee Beaucorps!”

“Phase 3, if you would Jacob.”

A rush fell over Renee who sprung into action, but her shoes being tied together just launched her forward into the gym. She lost her balance as she stumbled forward into the gym and onto her knees with her hands splayed . This brought a collective exclamation exhaled from everyone in the gym who were now focused fully on the fallen teen. Renee looked up at everyone who was still staring at her. But instead of laughing or saying anything, they were all silent. Renee’s crotch was quickly licked by the air as her eyes went wide. Her chest began to heave into the floor, but she could feel her nipples hitting the hardwood. Almost as if there was nothing there. And there wasn’t. Not a single thing was covering the now bare teen that laid before everyone. Just a milky white set of fat buttocks with nothing to shield it’s prestige.

She began to get up on her elbows, her boobs fell without the usual support of a bra. In her current position, Renee’s rear end pointed toward the left side of bleachers, getting another gasp from the people on that side. The mortification that ran throughout her birthday suit was complete, everyone was getting to see Renee in all of her glory.

"STOP LOOKING AT ME!" The redhead shouted as she sat back on her bum and scooted up against the locker room door. She brought her knees up to her chest, using her legs and feet to try and shield all the prying eyes from her frontal intimates. Her face was beet red as she looked around. Everyone kept staring at her. The humiliation of being seen naked by essentially the entire school and enduring all the comments had Renee on the verge of tears.

“What a student body president!” Someone shouted as students broke out of their hypnotic gaze and began to pull out their phones to get proof of this magnificent, unbelievable moment. Then, she knew she had to move. Being seen was bad enough but knowing that people would have pictures and video of her was more than she could bear. She stood nervously as she kept an arm in front of her rack, a hand over her crotch, and her butt cheeks against the locker room door as she stood in a crouching position.

As Renee stood up she looked to her right and realized that she couldn't escape to the hallway because a bunch of student had stopped to gawk at her and it caused a bottleneck at the gym entrance. She wasn't about to push her way through them and give anyone a chance to cop any cheap feels. Her only other option, which she dreaded, was to turn left and use the rear exit of the gym which led to the parking lot. Keeping her hands and arms in front of her to cover her most intimate areas she quickly took off for the exit. Her footsteps sounded like thunder to her even over the chorus of laughter and comments that were made as she gave the entire gym an unobstructed view of her naked backside. Her run to the door seemed like an eternity to Renee, but really took only a few seconds. Once she reached it she pushed on the handle, slid through the open door, and then shut it quickly behind her to prevent anyone else in the gym from getting a further look at her naked body.

She felt the warm sun hitting her skin and as she covered herself up again the realization of her situation hit her, Holy SHIT! I'm completely naked in the school parking lot! How is this happening to me?! she shouted the thought to herself. Maybe going outside wasn't such a good idea. At least if she had stayed in the school maybe a teacher would have eventually helped her, but her thoughts were dominated by avoiding the stares and video capturing of her classmates so she wasn't thinking clearly. Looking around the parking lot she crept between two cars to use them as cover and crouched down.

"Oh god, what am I going to do now?" she said aloud.

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