Right classroom. Different class!

Bridget strolled into the art room as I steeled myself to go in for my second day of observed nudity. I took a deep breath and cast my hands to my side before I walked right in naked as the day I was born. Almost immediately, I noticed that something was different. The chaise and the dais were replaced by an ordinary desk and a woman who I had never seen before was writing something on the whiteboard. Bridget attempted to speak to her. Were they trying something new today? I also noticed that there were significantly more people in the classroom then there were yesterday and everyone was sitting behind a desk instead of canvases.

I rolled my eyes. _New students? Oh great. Now I have to reintroduce myself again too even _more people who are going to see me naked.

I stood at the front of the class with my hands on my hips and mentally prepared myself for another embarrassing intro in the buff. I cleared my throat.

All the students raised their heads up from their work and suddenly there was an uproar. Everyone instantly went wide-eyed and so many others let out a surprised gasp. Seriously? It was as if they were not expecting me today.

"Greetings everyone, my name is Professor Avery Cornelius Finn..."

"Um, Avery..." Bridget tapped my shoulder.

"As I am sure some of you already know, I will be filling in as the model for this class...

"Avery..." Bridget hissed as she pleaded for my attention. I ignored her, I just want this out of the way.

"For many of you newcomers, please take any questions you might have to Professor Sands if you feel lost..." As I looked on the classroom I started to notice that not a single one of these faces was familiar from yesterday. What happened to the class? And where was Professor Sands anyway?

"Avery!" Bridget cried out. I turned my head to her standing next to the woman who was writing on the whiteboard. Her face was filled with concern and pity. "Avery the class isn't here today! I just found out that they moved to a different location!"

"...What?" I let out meekly.

The lady standing next to Bridget stepped towards me with a piece of paper in her hand. "Hello Professor Finn, my name is Professor Julia Wallus." her aged face cracked with a hint of amusement as she inspected my nakedness. "I am so sorry to inform you like this, but due to a dramatic increase in students, Professor Sands had to relocate her class elsewhere. Right now, this is my literature class. We are making use of the space while she isn't here."

My blood froze over. With a robotic motion I turned my face back to the classroom full of strangers who were taking in my shiny body for the first time. First, their was a sound of a slight chuckle which quickly erupted into a roaring laughter throughout the entire class.

"Oh my God what a loser! He just flashed us his dick for no reason!"

"I have no complaints! Dude is well-hung!"

"Suddenly this class is no longer boring!"

"Maybe I should transfer into this art class. They have such _engaging _subject material."

My face burned bright red at my foolishness. I clapped my hands over my privates while the class continued howling with laughter as they pointed out my naked blunder.

I can't believe I just exposed myself like that to some random class! This is humiliating!

Bridget touched my shoulder. She seemed to be holding that piece of paper Professor Wallus just had.

"Delia left a note for us. It tells us the new location for the next class."