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Anna sighed in relief as she saw Claire sitting in her usual place.

"I'm not sure why you're so relieved." Mr. Ward commented. "This is something of a nightmare for you, isn't it?"

"Sorry sir, it's just that Claire has my clothes and I was just wondering-"

"No." the teacher replied. "You're late enough as it is, and I won't have you disrupting it further by getting dressed in front of everyone. Besides, we're adding something to the nightmare fuel. Hmm, yes." he said with a smile. "Before you burst in here I was just telling the class that we're having a pop quiz - yes, a test you haven't prepared for while you're in school without clothes on. Seems appropriate. Hmm, yes. I want to assess everyone's ability to speak French to see what areas we need to cover before end of term - you need to cover a lot it seems. Hmm, yes."

The class tittered with laughter at the joke. "Anyway," he continued "Since you are late you will assist me by handing out the test papers. Get moving, please - we're already behind."

Mr. Ward picked up a stack of papers, and handed them over to Anna. Relieved for the cover, she hugged the papers to her chest and approached the first row of students. Although she realised she couldn't use her hands to cover her lower half AND hand out the papers, she immediately struggled to remove paper from the stack while clutching it to her chest. Mr. Ward criticised her form and told her to stop wasting time, so she was **** to hold the papers in the crook of her arm in order to hand them out. It meant that she had to go to each student's desk individually without being able to cover up in the slightest, giving everyone a close view of her body.

When she reached Claire's desk, she hissed "What happened?"

"Sorry." Claire replied. "I'll make it up to you."

"No talking." Mr. Ward warned.

Without getting an answer - or her clothes - Anna was **** to move on. Although she was giving everyone full frontal, when she reached the back of the room and started making her way back towards the front she realised she'd be giving everyone a view of her ass now too since everyone was facing that direction. She felt her face burning. The math class had been different. At the front of the room at the board, she'd been in front of everyone but at a distance. This was more intimate, much more up-close. She was relieved when the tests were finally handed out and she could sit down. Mr. Ward signalled for the test to begin.

For a time Anna lost herself in the test. She forgot about her situation as she focused solely on the questions in front of her. There were a few situations that brought her back to reality - if she leaned too far forward her nipples brushed up against the smooth plastic table. It honestly felt kind of nice which is why she tried to stop doing it; she didn't need the added distraction. When she shifted her weight the touch of the rough plastic chair against her bare skin reminded her of what she wasn't wearing. She also had the habit of rubbing the edge of her shoe against the metal table leg which felt infinitely weirder - and colder - when you were barefoot.

The only other thing that broke her concentration was when Claire spoke out.

"Sir, might I use the restroom?" she asked.

"We are working under test conditions, madam." Mr. Ward replied.

"I've finished sir."

Anna looked up at the clock. Only twenty more minutes to go! Then this whole adventure would be over.

"Very well then - hand in your test but be sure to be back before lesson end!"

"Yes sir."

Anna watched as Claire approached the desk and handed in the test paper. Her eyes widened as she noticed that Claire had her bag in her hands. What was she doing?! Mr. Ward seemed not to notice, and quickly set about scoring the test sheet he'd been handed. Claire gave an awkward, shy smile to Anna - was it an apologetic smile, Anna wondered? - and stepped out of the classroom.

The next few minutes were **** for Anna. Claire had disappeared with her clothes - again! They had a lunch break coming up next but what did that mean for Anna? She had no clothes! She bit her lip and tried to plan out the quickest route to the lost and found although her thoughts were racing so fast she could hardly catch them. She'd had to go through the busy school hallways like this only she'd have nowhere to hide. The bathroom - her previous sanctuary - was a lot farther away now, and the completely opposite direction from the lost and found. And what if they didn't have anything there for her? Both of her teachers had seemed okay with her attending class in the nude; would the headmistress just brush her off and tell her to continue attending classes as normal?

A few moments later the door opened. Anna looked across and her jaw dropped. Claire stepped back into the classroom. She was wearing only her shoes and socks. And, Anna couldn't help but notice, no bag. Unlike Anna, however, Claire seemed a lot less brave; her hands were both clasped over her bare crotch. Her breasts were bigger than Anna's, as was her waist and hips, and they swayed a lot more ponderously as she stepped awkwardly into the room.

"Another one?" Mr. Ward asked.

"Yes sir." Claire squeaked. "Sorry sir."

"Fine. Retake your seat." He looked at the classroom, who were watching Claire's swaying tits with awe. "Hmm, class... if you have finished your test, please hand it to the front. Otherwise eyes down and focus. You have fifteen more minutes!"

Well, Claire had promised to make it up to her! Anna tried to **** herself to focus on the test but her mind kept replaying those swaying tits and the kiss they'd shared in the bathroom. What the hell was going on with her today? She must just be horny, she rationalised, because of her situation. Yeah. That was all.

The remaining fifteen minutes seemed to last for an eternity but at last the bell rang signalling the end of class. Mr. Ward instructed the students to hand in their tests, and Anna jumped out of her seat to get it there as quickly as possible. The other students, eager for lunch, were doing the same and Anna found herself rubbing against the clothed bodies of her peers as they crowded the desk. She'd almost forgotten she was naked, but the sensation reminded her. Once the paper was handed in she moved as quickly as she could over to Claire's desk. She was still sat there, having already handed in her test, with her hands still covering her crotch.

"So... you feel like grabbing some lunch?" Claire said jokingly.

"Claire, where are my... our clothes?"