Plan A

"So, this is some sort of embarrassment ghost?" Cordelia said, once the other girls has gone over the full story.

"And she's been woken up." Buffy nodded, "Now she's getting **** for what happened to her."

"So, what do we do?" Willow asked.

"I have one idea." Buffy replied, "Just a thought, but what if we cancelled her embarrassment out with confidence or, or something?"

"Just brazen it out?" Cordelia said.

"Good job you've got the body for it." Willow said, nodding at Cordelia's full breasts.

"Actually..." Buffy said, "The way these things usually works is that whoever lets the ghost out should be the person who locks it up again. So, Willow..."

"Because I let her out when I got embarrassed at my pants splitting, I have to shut her in again."

"Just remember," Cordelia patted Willow's shoulder and smiled, "confidence!"

* * *

The bell rang again, and students filed into the English classroom. At the back of the group came Buffy, looking around for any sign of a ghostly presence. And behind her, last to enter to room, came the naked form of Willow.

The attractive teenage girl tried to keep herself calm, act like there was nothing wrong. Five minutes ago she had faked an email to the teacher, telling them that she would be attending naked as part of a Social Studies experiment, and not to react to it. In turn, Willow kept her arms at her sides like she would usually, if she were dressed in her normal clothes.

Still, she wished she had not had her red hair cut short, if it were still as long as it used to be then it might have provided some coverage for her pert, well-shaped breasts. Although she tried to project calm, Willow's heart was racing and a fine sheen of sweat was breaking out all over. She was naked! In class! She was never going to live this down!

She tried to shut out the whispers and laughter around her, people announcing they had a new appreciation for the dorky girl now they had seen her like this, others deciding that she was doing it just to get some of the attention from guys she had never got before. All around her people were talking, laughing at her, looking at her naked body, from her firm breasts to the plump curve of her rear, her neat triangle of ginger hair over her crotch, her surprisingly toned legs and arms, her flat taut stomach. Skin pale pink, paler over the areas she kept under a swimsuit when she sunbathed, glistening with sweat and now goosebumps rising up across every inch of...

"I can't do it!" Willow suddenly burst out, her face turning bright red, "Sorry, Buffy!"

She turned on her heel and fled the room as the students let out a cheer.