How long does the sweater last?
Longer than expected, but not long enough
Nora ran to her history class, not paying any attention to all the stares she got along the way. The length of yarn trailing behind her wasn't the only thing they were staring at, as they saw her bare midriff become more and more exposed. As she ran around corners, and finally inside the classroom, her sweater continued to unravel.
As she closed the classroom door behind her, the sweater's destruction finally stopped, the yarn clean cut. Everyone in the room looked at Nora, whose lower breasts were exposed, her nipples just barely covered by the remnants of the sweater. As she took her seat, the yarn dangled behind her, waving teasingly like bait. As Nora sat in front of Connie, she had no idea what was about to happen. Connie smiled as she reached for the yarn, and twirled it around her finger before moving her hand under he desk.
"Nora, it's your turn to present. I hope your ready." The teacher said.
Nora smiled as she stood, clutching her note cards. She walked up to the front, not noticing her breasts brush against the rising hem, as they were slowly bared for everyone.
"Women of the 19th century, that's the 1800s for those who aren't good at math, were often repressed sexually, yet were made into sex objects. They wore corsets that accentuated the size of their hips and breasts while a bustle exaggerated the size of their bottoms." Nora explained.
As she gave her speech, Connie continued to pull at the thread, and soon Nora's nipples peeked out, and were bared for everyone in the room. As the yarn reached her underarm, it began to unravel lengths of her right sleeve. All the way down to her wrist, and all the way back up to her shoulder, back and forth. Connie had to tuck the growing bundle of lose yarn inside her backpack.
"The women of today are much freer with their sexuality. They choose who they want to be with, and can assert their own dominance in a relationship if they want. Their clothes often reflect this by baring certain areas of skin to entice a partner. Legs, midriff, and breasts can be exposed to a certain extent, to show how confident she is with her body, and how open she is about her sexuality. However, this does not mean she is always looking for sex. She just likes looking good, and getting appreciative looks from people she admires." Nora went on.
By now, her entire right sleeve was gone, and now half her left had disappeared. The students began to notice that not only was she baring her breasts, but her sweater seemed to be disappearing. The teacher only saw her back, which seemed to be unchanged for the most part.
"In conclusion, I feel like women are more liberated than ever. With movements like Free The Nipple, they may finally be seen as equals to men, and no longer have their upper bodies be sexualized to the point of fetish. It would be truly amazing if that were to happen. Thank you." Nora finished.
Just as she took her bow, the final stitch came undone, and the end of the yarn was pulled from her body, disappearing from sight. Nora stood completely topless before her class, who applauded her conclusion. Her teacher, now seeing her bare body, even thought it was part of her presentation, and thought it was an inspired touch to bare her breasts when championing such progressive ideals. She said nothing as Nora returned to her seat.
Connie smiled as Nora's breasts wobbled and bounced as she walked to her seat and sat down. The rest of the period went without any other interruptions, and the bell rang to end the class. Nora picked up her backpack and headed out of the room, not knowing the show she was about to give everyone in the hall.
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