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Chapter 6 by Blackskull

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Losing more clothing

Camilla looked around, desperately. At 18 years old her breasts had filled out and firmed up, and were a generous C cup in most bras. But now she found herself wearing a small training bra which was stretched tightly around them, the thin cotton pulled tight across the outline of her nipples. And for some reason, the rest of the class was making comments as if it were the right undergarment for her, laughing about how she "still had to wear it" and "when's she going to grow up?"

"Stop!" Camilla pleaded with the pupils who had once feared and respected her, "I don't know what's going on!" She stamped her foot petulantly.

RIP!

The bra really was too small, it was a miracle it had lasted as long as it did, but now the overtaxed cotton split apart, spilling Camilla's breasts out and letting the elastic straps constrict and pull the bra away from her chest, to disappear around her back.

She crossed her arms over her chest, her face burning red with embarrassment. She turned to Mrs Kreager, who looked at her impassively.

"Please, ma'am, I can't stay here like this!" Camilla insisted.

"Of course you can go, dear." the teacher leaned forward, smiling, "But you'll fail the grade and have to be bumped down a year."

"But... I can't do that! I'm going to college!"

"Not unless you finish that presentation." Mrs Kreager clicked her rings on the desk again.

"But, my clothes...!"

"I've always thought you were a bit overdressed."

"I have to do the whole thing... Like this?" Camilla released one hand from its place on her shoulder, to gesture at her body. The teacher nodded in reply.

Camilla lowered the hand holding her presentation, and kept the other arm crossed firmly across her exposed breasts, protecting her nipples from view although still revealing a lot of the rest of her impressive chest.

You're still wearing your panties, she told herself over and over, The class can't see anything, it's just like being at the beach...

TWANG!

Camilla looked down in horror as her panties, elastic snapped in two, slid down her legs and came to rest on her feet.

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