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Chapter 14

How’s the fit?

She can barely get it on

Oaksdale was not the wealthiest of high schools. Many budget cuts had been made over the years, and of all of them the one that by far received the most complaints was on the matter of female uniforms. To save money, all girls were issued a size smaller than they actually wore. This was the case for not just PE, but all recreational activities. Some girls didn’t mind so much, as the change wasn’t much different from what they actually wore on a standard occasion. But most, Nora especially, were not a fan.

So when Nora went to put on a gym uniform that was small on Amber, a girl six inches shorter and with a much smaller bust and waist, it was a struggle to say the least. She put on the shirt first, and immediately encountered the problem of her breasts. Just getting the shirt over the swell of her chest was a burden. She tried holding her breath and sucking in, and even tried pulling over one at a time. She finally managed to get her puppies in when she used one hand to pull the shirt, and the other to stuff them in. The end result was very similar to wearing Ambers normal shirt, but slightly shorter than it had been. Every breath felt like a strain against the material. Her breast were fully covered, but not much else. It was more or less a very thin, unsupportive sports bra.

The pants were even worse. As she pulled them up her legs, they stopped just below her mid thigh. She pulled and pulled, but couldn’t get them to budge. Realizing she couldn’t get them up, she turned to Amber.

“Uhm, Amber? I might need your assistance.” She said meekly. It was already bad enough that she had been exposed as much as she had, but having to ask for help getting dressed was just degrading. Amber walked over, squatted down to grab the pants waistband. In her squatted form, her face was right in front of Nora’s pussy. A fact Nora was acutely aware of as she felt her friends breath pass over her damp sex. Amber did her best not to look, but still had seen enough to confirm what she heard Nora say about being aroused.

Not wanting to waste any more time, the two pulled as forcefully as they could, and soon felt the pants slowly begin to rise up. After about an inch of movement, they shot up forcefully the rest of the way up. Nora whimpered at the sudden wedgie that she was being given, and Amber let go.

They both looked at Nora’s waist, and found they had been pulled way too high. About as high as they could have been, as Nora found that the crotch of the pants had been swallowed up by her cunt, with her labia spread out on either side. She looked like she was wearing a backwards g-string.

For the first time today, Amber looked embarrassed, blushing with her eyes glued to Nora’s lower region. She noticed Nora’s stiffening clit peaking out the left side, and turned away as Nora tried to un-wedge the pants.

It took some time. The pants were well and good pulled to their max, and Nora was having difficulties. Not to mention with every failed attempt, the pants snapped back against her, leaving her more and more sensitive.

After a few more attempts, she finally got the pants into a less revealing position. They were still too small for her, evident from the way the pants sunk into her thighs, as well as a blatantly apparent camel toe, but she was technically covered. Nora wasn’t exactly happy with the end result, but she didn’t have the time to complain as Amber grabbed her hand and dragged her outside the locker room and towards the halls.

“Come on, we gotta hurry before the gym class returns to the locker rooms.” Amber said, not looking at Nora. Nora found yet another problem with the clothes, one that was impossible to ignore. With every step she felt the fabric of the shorts rub against her. This both served to stimulate her further, as well as to cause the shorts to shift back inside her. Every few yards she had to use her hand to pull it out again, where she found out just how soaked the shorts were becoming.

As the girls moved through the halls, the bell rung, and students slowly filed out of classrooms. Nora thought she could feel there stares, and closed her eyes, just letting Amber pull her along.

Do they make it to class?

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