Remy is trapped

"Looks like you're not in trouble, Sis!" Hazel broke the silence.

The class nervously laughed, but Remy only blushed.

"If I heard right, she wants you to be naked to teach us from now on!" Eva chimed in.

Nods and shouts of agreement filled the room. Remy tried to process everything that just happened. Her students stripped naked, tricked her into getting naked, then got dressed, just so the Headmistress's receptionist could catch her, and possibly get her fired? However, it seems their plan backfired in worst way. For Remy, at least. Not only was she not fired, she was expected to carry on teaching this class naked from.now on, and possibly teach other Claes naked just to see if it would help other problem students!

Remy felt her heart race as she imagined all the possible embarrassment she will endure, and it was only her first day of full nudity! How could she endure more days like this, and with students and other teachers she'd never met? She closed her eyes, feeling so exposed and helpless. She opened her mouth to scream, but instead she let out a moan...

"What was that?" Sky asked rhetorically.

The students watched Remy as she opened her eyes in shock as well. She blushed a she turned around and looked at herself. Her body was covered in a sheen of sweat even though she had barely moved. She noticed her nipples had become erect, and she reached a hand to brush against it. She had to stifle a gasp as it sent a waveof pleasure through her. Wait, was she aroused?

Remy wracked her brain for another explanation. Surely she wasn't enjoying being naked in front of her students. Only a sexual deviant would want to teach classes naked! She tried to rationalize her behavior, but she looked between her legs and saw she was smoking wet with her vulva wide open. She just hoped her students couldn't smell her arousal.

"Um..class dismissed!" Remy shouted over her shoulder, not wanting to face her students in her current state.

As the students left, she wondered how she would get home, but remembered Hazel had her clothes.

"Hazel! Come to my desk at once. You have something I need." Remy said, trying not to sound like she was about to orgasm.

Hazel smirked and walked behind her teacher's desk.

"So, what can I help you with?" Hazel asked, arms crossed.

"You know what." Remy said, covering her crotch with both hands to conceal her wetness, making sure her fingers stayed on her thighs and never ventured between her legs.

"I'm afraid not. You'll have to be specific." Hazel smiled, wanting her teacher to say it.

"May I please have my clothes back?" Remy asked.

Hazel smiled, she knew she had her attractive teacher where she wanted her. The only question is...