Quite The Presentation

“Stupid clicker why aren't you…” Renee started trying to smack the device eager to continue on with her presentation as a loud moan bursted from the speakers stunning everyone in the room. She saw her classmates' jaws agape and their eyes turned into saucers intently glued to the screen behind her. Knowing it was a slide of bullet points which never garnered that reaction, with regrettable curiosity the young lass turned head to the screen. Feeling her eyes match her peers as her heart sank past her gut and into her loins.

The first slide was actually a video of her seemingly taking off her shirt off with an ill fitting purple bra in her once happy place, only for the next video to show her butt naked, breasts in the grass, and her gaping bottom holes raised at the camera as she rubbed at herself with a pleasured moan. Renee was like a deer in headlights as she remembered this was the moment Tracy ripped her panties off her and was in pain. But due to the noises she was making no one else thought that. Except a certain blonde with her eyebrow raised at the shock on Renee's face.

The next was another video of her entering the Moomoo Coffee with her tanlines, smiling nervously before covering her very bushy thatch. Then whipping her jumbo jiggling untanned buttocks towards the patrons trying to escape not realizing the door was jammed. By the time several photos were shown in succession of her at the surprise party, covering up her heavy chest in her tiny palms and running away; Renee willed her legs and arms to do something to stop this.

“No! Stop, this isn't mine!”

“Sure looks like your jugs, butt and cooter!”

The laughter grew louder as she reached towards the whiteboard to try and conceal the slides and videos of her senior year, as the shirt decided to fall in tatters at the poor girl's shoes. Renee gasped as she turned around to grab the shirt moving slightly to the right of the screen as it played her trip through the mall. This only gave the view of her plump rump away, only to be unveiling her untanned bountiful bust with a fashionable arrow pointing at her meat curtains.

She became a statue at being a living example of her own topic. Seeing all of her classmates leering at her while also cheering, jeering, pointing, and laughing at her. Renee's arms refused to move from her sides despite her brain shouting to cover up. Behind her was the image of Renee on her back displaying her birthday suit at the mall.

“Ohmygodno…” She whispered as the class boldly commented at the current spectacle.

"Now that's a presentation. A+ work if I've ever seen it.”

“And you said you didn't like being naked, slut!”

“Holy shit what a pair of tits!”

“Can we see that bubble butt bounce?!”

“Can't keep anything on for even a day?”

“What a whore, we get it you have a rocking bod.”

“Why even bother covering? Let me see that arrow bush!”

She closed her eyes tightly trying to ignore the comments as the screen went to the high quality stream of the parade. The cheers from the speakers sent Renee into flashbacks as she had the power to cover her bulbous breasts with her arm and her free hand clamped to her clam that she didn't have the luxury of last night. Just when Renee thought her situation couldn't get any worse, a familiar sound reached her ears. Over the roar of the crowd an immediate quietude filled the air, the speakers then emitted the sound of skin slapping against metal, followed by a girl softly moaning. Renee's eyes flew wide open with an intense renewed embarrassment as she realized what she was hearing.

Looking back up, she could see her tied up to the flagpole, gagged and blindfolded while instinctively rubbing her lady parts against the rod. Melvin had gotten footage after getting a tip from Tracy just in time for her to start pleasuring herself in front of him. Having been blindfolded, Renee now felt mortified knowing she had been seen, recorded, and her shameful first orgasm was being broadcast to her peers. The moans grew louder and more primal with each vulgar thrust at the metal staff caressing her pink lips.

“Yeah baby work that pole!”

“No way is she gonna c…”

”Ahhn…uhnnn….ohhhh.. oh fuck!” The speakers released a sound of splashing as the class erupted with laughter as Renee began crouching down still holding onto her treasured intimates that were still on display behind her. Just as Izzie began looking around seeing Melvin's screen matched with what was playing on the board. Hastily, she got up from her desk, grabbed Melvin slamming him against the PC tower finally shutting off the projector. She then quickly ran up to Renee as she threw her punk jacket around her arms, leading her outside to the halls.

“It's OK I got you…”

“Thanks….Izzie right?”

“That's me. I'm starting to believe you actually don't enjoy this.”

“You have no idea.”

“Tell me about it while I walk you to your car?”