Max hands you another note, this tells you to take off your shirt!

(Originally published by Mapron at writing.com.)

"ur shirt 2"

The paper reads this time, you're horrified at her demand, but before you can even look back at Maxine, she hands you yet another note:

"or else!!!"

You look around, everyone has either made their own little clique and are too absorbed by what they're doing, or just not paying attention to anything.

You feel your throat almost close up as you take the hem of your t-shirt and pull it over your head, and you feel a considerable sensation of pleasure run through you as it passes against your nipples; they are rock hard and extremely sensitive right about now.

As you stuff the shirt into your desk, the fact that, beside your shoes, you are sitting stark, buck naked in your own classroom, surrounded by people who see you every day, and if even one of them turned around right now, they'd see you sitting at your desk without a stitch of clothing on.

You look down, and you see your pussy is actually leaking a bit of juice on the chair, you're almost in disbelief on how your body is betraying you, or perhaps being more honest than you, you look up and see...