Attend gym class

(Chapter originally by williwall at writing.com)

Gym class was thankfully held at the school pool. The sun beat down overhead, but Ann thankfully found refuge in the cool water. The boys looked on at her lithe form as she dove through the water. The school swimsuits, while conservative, accentuated the curves of her ample breasts and her long legs quite nicely. It felt good to be admired.

The other girls in class looked at her in admiration. “Wow, Ann,” Shiho said. “Where did you learn to swim like that?”

“It comes with the modelling job. You have to be able to act in a bikini, after all,” Ann grinned.

“Ohhh?” Shiho said mischieviously. “Let’s see this ‘bikini body’ then, shall we?”

Ann gasped as Shiho slid her hands around Ann’s breasts. “Oh my, you’ve grown,” she said.

“W-w-w-what are you doing?!” squeaked Ann, her face beet red.

“You’re surprisingly sensitive,” giggled Shiho. “Haven’t you-“

Her question was cut short by a scream. “My underwear! It’s gone!” “Mine too!”

“It must be the work of that perverted thief,” muttered Ann. “No matter. This is our first lead. We’ll catch em red-handed.”

Shiho turned to Ann, worried. “Did they get to yours too?” she asked.

“Nonsense,” Ann said. “I used a failproof lock. Do you think that I would be so stu-“ she cut off. Her string panties and push-up bra were gone. Only her floral sundress and jacket remained.