She Stuffs!: The Vice Principal

Hi, my name is Elizabeth Baines, my friends call me Liz, and this is my story of how I embarrassed and humiliated the sexy vice principal.

My story starts 4 years ago, back when I was a freshman at Watertown High.

"Okay Lizbeth, keep calm you got this." I say under my breath as I stand in the middle of the gym ready to perform my routine. Lizbeth is what I called myself back then, a gangly teen girl who still wore pigtails through 8th grade. Now a freshman in high school, I let it down to appear more grown up and also help me make the high school cheerleading squad.

Taking a deep breath, I feel my lungs filled with air as my chest expands and when I exhale slowly, my heart rate slows down. Closing my eyes, I imagine that it is just me in my bedroom, like I've always done before. Captain of my middle school team, I was told by my coach that I was the most athletic and gifted athlete she had ever seen put on a uniform. Now it is my time to show the elite Wildcat squad that I am capable of being on the varsity squad right on day one.

"You may begin Miss Baines..." The coach, who is also the vice principal, says in an icy and bored tone.

Opening my eyes I looked across the gym and right at her. Fiery red hair tops her head while a pair of deep green eyes stare back at me disinterested. Even then, it is hard to look away. She may not know who I am, but I know who she is. Her name is Victoria Black and she is the most famous woman in our town. Growing up here, just like me, she rose to prominence by making the varsity cheer squad her freshman year and then won prom queen 3 years in a row. Her first win the school had to make an exception because it was only reserved for seniors, but due to public outcry the rules were amended so she could be on the ballot.

She won in a landslide.

And if anyone really wants to know why, all they have to do is let their eyes drop below her chin. Blowing out the front of her polo top are two of the biggest tits I have ever seen! I mean they're like as big as my head! How does she not fall forward with all of that weight sticking off her chest? Who knows but she has always been supremely stacked as far back as anyone can remember.

But back to the present.

Tearing my eyes away from her bazoombas, where the little red "W" right above the left one looks absolutely minuscule, I close my eyes one more time. Shaking away the image of her nipples poking out like thick erasers, I clear my mind and start my routine. Executing every kick, jump and tumble perfectly I finish my routine with a double back flip like split and finished with my arms held triumphantly over my head. "WILDCATS!!!" Breathing hard, but maintaining a big and broad smile, I look across to the table where the coach and her captains and assistant captains are sitting. All of them are staring back at me with their jaws dropped.

All of them except Coach Black. "Thank you Miss Baines, that will be all. Next!" She says blandly, never looking up from her notepad still writing.

Having seen her react this way to almost all of the other girls trying out, I leave fully satisfied with my performance and very confident that I will be offered the vaunted varsity uniform.

What makes being on the squad so important is that ever since Victoria was the captain, and then came back to be the coach, this team has won every state cheerleading championship and is the reason that our school has a stadium that can fit 10,000 people and is sold out every game.

When I rejoin the other girls waiting on the risers that were pulled out just for tryouts, all of them for certain that I was going to make history and be only the second freshman to ever make the varsity squad.

But in the end it never happened. At the end of tryouts coach black read off the names of her pics for the 25 slots that made up The varsity team. Every single one of them were already on the team which means all of the new bloods was being relegated to JV. Knowing for sure that my routine was better than half of the girls selected to wear the infamous red white and black, I walked right up to the coach who is talking with her captain and assistant captains. I'll never forget that walk because the entire time I was staring at her ass. Wearing a pair of red yoga pants with black and white pin stripes going down the sides, all I saw was this big and perfect bubble sticking out right above her skinny legs. When I reached up, because at the time I was still only 5 ft 2 1/2, and tapped the back of her shoulder I had to step back when she spun right around keep from getting hit by her impressively large and protruding tits.

Pushing her fists into her waist, the infamous coach and former cheerleader bears her ice cold gaze down on me. "What."

Call this ice and chilling me right to my core, I can't look her in the eye and when my eyes fall, they focus on something that only men really care about.

Her vagina.

The reason I didn't look away because I have never seen that big before. Long and deep, it reminded me of the Grand Canyon In the mound right above it stuck right out stretching her pants. That was my first experience with the full power of Victoria Black's famous body and to be honest, it was a hot inspiring and overwhelming experience.

No wonder why she was a three-time prom queen and varsity cheerleader, Captain for three years of it. It's probably why she helped Michigan win four straight national championships while in college and was named cheerleader of the year four times in a row. The woman was a Playboy model wearing the uniform of a high school cheerleading coach and the power suit of a highly respected and very much feared vice principal.

Clearing my throat, I never looked up, instead I kept staring at her bloated looking crotch. "I just want to know why I wasn't selected for the varsity squad."

Hearing her take a breath and then exhale, I finally look up where my eyes get stuck on her amazing chest. Shaped like a pair of missiles, they look ready to launch and destroy anything in their path. "Look, there's always one freshman who thinks they're ready and while you did a great job, you're just not as developed as you think you are."

Hearing those words and then replaying them in my mind as I stare ahead with a thousand yards, I cannot help but Wonder what exactly it is she means. When I come back to my senses, happened to look over at the girls on The varsity squad and my eyes open just a little bit wider. Dragging my pupils back to Miss Black, it becomes very apparent but she's talking about.

Tits.

Something I don't have and every varsity cheerleader has in abundance, n one more so than the head coach.

I remember going home that night upset and angry. Angry at the fact that the only reason I didn't make the team was because I couldn't fill out a bra that was big enough for the boobiesaurus to approve of! "If it's boobies you want, then it's boobies you're going to get!"

That was the night I started stuffing my bra. Unlike the girls who got busted back in middle school for going too big too quick, I took my time and by mid-year exams, I was sporting a very lovely B cup. Okay, so maybe I did grow a little too fast, but a certainly helped the attendance for the JV team games. Not only was I cutting it up on the sidelines, but there was a growing chorus around school that Miss Black would have to promote me to the varsity squad sooner rather than later.

That's also when my budding cheerleading career was cut short.

It happened on the day that I was taking my midterm for history class. I was excited because in just a couple of days it would be Christmas break and I already knew how I was going to spend my Christmas money. Having studied hard like I always do, I was breezing through the exam when I came across a question that wasn't printed properly. You see, it was pretty faded so I had a hard time reading it.

Setting down my pen, I politely raise my hand and wait to be noticed.

Looking up from the desk, Miss Black sees my hand hovering in the air and goes to stand up. The only reason she was running the class that day was because Mrs. Lieberman was sick. Wearing a perfectly fitted black blazer and skirt, her white button up blouse stood out in perfect contrast. She really does look like a supermodel as she smooths out her skirt and then tugs down on her jacket before coming around from behind the desk and walking up to me. Lowering my hand, I cannot help but watch as the red-headed stunner walks with precision, rolling her hips as she places One foot In front of the other which also makes her huge boobs bounce rhythmically up and down. Every stride slow and methodical, her legs are wrapped in the finest of nylon stockings as she balances perfectly on a pair of Prada pumps. "Yes Miss Baines?"

Looking up at her perfectly made up and very pretty face, I smile confidently. She must surely have heard about my performances as of late out on the field and taken notice of my blossoming development.

Courtesy of fluffy ankle socks, but half the cheerleading team stuffs, right?

"I am having trouble reading this question, ma'am. Do you think you can help me?" I asked holding up my test.

Taking it from me she starts reading the question and after a few seconds she turns and walks back to the desk. Picking up the master sheet, she reads it over and then sets it down where she grabs a pen and bends over to fill in the faded letters. For the moment that she is writing, I hear an audible groan coming from the guys in the class as they all stop what they are doing and simply stare. What they are staring at is the total package. Big tits, skinny waist and a big and round bubble butt. When she stands up and turns to bring it back to me, I watch as all of their heads instantly look back down and their pens start moving again.

The last thing anyone wants is to be taken into her office for addressing down. They were legendary in their own right because I'm more than one occasion even big men on the football team would come out sobbing. How she she doesn't get in trouble is beyond me, but it's exactly that reason why no one questions her authority.

"Here you go." Victoria says to me as she holds out my paper.

Reaching out I smile as I take it, making sure that I am showing off my budding bosoms.

And that's the moment that I go from one of the more popular girls down to the school loser.

Smiling back at me, she covers over me as I look down at the paper and pick up my pen.

"Lizbeth? What is that inside your shirt?"the red-headed bombshell asks loudly, as if she is making an announcement.

Looking up in shock and then around that all of my classmates, I feel the cold sweat of fear start to build on my brow and under my arms. Looking up at Miss Black who is towering above me, all I can see is a wicked smile on her face. "Um... Um, nothing?"

Her emerald green eyes narrowing, I watch frozen as her hand reaches out and then slips into the open neckline of my button-up blouse. Feeling her fingernails grays against my chest, I know exactly what she is going for and before I can protest, I am watching with jaw dropping shock as she pulls a sock out from my bra!

"This isn't nothing Lizbeth. This is a sock that I found stuffed in your brassiere. You do know that bra stuffing is a violation of the School dress code policy?"

By now I simply want to die as the chuckles and laughter around the room fill the air.

"That's right. It states that no one shall alter their physical appearance with any artificial means. Violation of the rule is punishable with detention and because it is also a violation of the dress code policy for the cheerleading squad, I am going to ask that you turn in your uniform before you go home today." Miss Black States while holding up the unfurled sock so everyone can see it.

Looking down at my now lopsided chest, all I can do is sit there and cry.

Turning in my uniform was the most harrowing time in my life. Ever since I put on a uniform I wanted to be the best cheerleader I could be. I never told anyone, but Victoria Black was my idol. I looked up to her the moment I was exposed to all of her accomplishments. I wanted to be just like her except instead of becoming an educator, go on to the NFL or the NBA and be a professional.

That was 4 years ago and since then my dreams have changed. I'm a senior in high school and graduation is right around the corner. Working hard and concentrating on my studies has put me within reach of valedictorian as well as netting me a full ride scholarship for physics at the University of California Los Angeles. Having just celebrated my 18th birthday, all I have to do is survive these next few weeks and then I'll be gone for good.

Growing up in Watertown has been an eye-opening experience. When I was younger I always thought everybody was so nice and everything was so fair, but as I mature and my perspective changes, I have come to realize that unless you have the right last name, you weren't going to go anywhere in this Podunk town.

With finals week only a few days away, I was staying late after school so I could utilize the resources in the library to help me haste my upcoming physics exam. I still had others like calculus and history, but those were going to be easy. If I want to be a world-class physicist someday, I need to be A cut above the rest and ready to Ace my first couple of years in college. Like I said before, if you're not a somebody then you're a nobody and my family isn't exactly rich. My dad is a janitor at an office building downtown and my mom is a secretary for some bail bond outfit in the seedy part of town. Looking at the time, it's almost 5:00 and I need to get home for dinner. Packing up my things, I throw my heavy backpack over my narrow shoulders and walk out of the library. Going down the darkened halls, nobody is here except for the cheerleading squad practicing vigorously out on the field.

Like usual they are gearing up for the state competition which the newspapers have already called it for the Watertown Wildcats.

When I go out to the back parking lot to go out to my car, I look out the practice field where I see that it is empty. "I guess they are done already. It's really that late?" Walking out to my car, I got to reach into my purse to grab my keys when I realize that I don't have it! "Fuck, I must have left it in my locker! God dammit!!" Fuming, I dropped my book bag by my car in March back across the parking lot go back into the school. Walking down the hallways, I have to go to the other side in order to get to my wing which makes me pass right by the teachers lounge. Seeing the light on I continue to my locker where I arrive a few minutes later. Spinning the combination, I then open it, grab my purse and slam it shut. Walking back through the hall, I come to the foyer and I happen to look outside and watch as car after car drives past the front entrance. "Why is anybody coming to school this late?" I asked as I stand there and watch over 30 vehicles drive slowly past.

Then it hits me.

There's a reason why the practice field was empty. The cheerleaders we're going to practice later today! Normally they would practice right after school, but there was a lacrosse game which meant they couldn't use the field. Looking straight ahead, I carry on back to my car but when I passed the teachers lounge again I find my feet stopping. Glancing at the partially cracked door and at the light streaming through it, my curiosity gets to me and I decide to take a peek inside. Walking up to at silently, I pressed my head against the door jamb and look inside. It is empty save for a Chanel handbag sitting on a chair all by itself. Stepping back, I I wonder if I should investigate further, or if I should just go home. "What's it going to hurt? I'm out of here in a couple of weeks anyway. If I get caught I get detention, who cares?"walking up to the door, I gently push it open and step inside.

Decorated bland link, there is a couch and a couple of easy chairs in the middle of the room with a coffee table in the middle. On one wall is a counter with a sink where there is also a microwave and a coffee pot. On the walls our motivational posters that are pretty cliche at this point. Seeing the fancy handbag sitting alone in the chair, I walk up to it but don't pick it up. I don't need to because I know exactly who it belongs to.

Vice Principal Black.

Looking up from her first, I look around and wonder why she's not in the room. It's not very usual that she would leave her purse behind that is worth more than what my mom and dad make together in a week. But then I noticed that there is another door slightly a-jar over in the corner. Tiptoeing up to it I can hear movement on the other side of the door. Just like I did when I stalked up to the lounge, I carefully lean forward and then peek inside.

It's Miss Black!

And she's changing her clothes...

Already stripped of her blazer and blouse, her back is to the door as she's reaching around to unzip her skirt. Pulling it down nice and slow, it fully separates revealing a pair of surprisingly bland white panties. Through the narrow break in the skirt, I see the feminine looking waistband along her back and all I can make out so far is a very fancy italicized Y and then a space and a D. I didn't have to wonder for very long what it said because she started sliding her skirt down and when it fell into a pile around her ankles, I got an eyeball of her panty covered ass! Momentarily stunned by the sheer size and perfection of her famous in round booty, I quickly noted how perfectly shaped the cheeks are and then red the brand stenciled on the waistband.

*Curvy Dreams*

Making a face as I have never heard of Curvy Dreams before and I look away unconsciously, I quickly peak back through the crack in the door and watch as she bends right over as she steps out of her skirt so she can pick it up and presumably fold it. That's when I get the full picture of Miss Victoria blacks underwear and what I'm looking at is nothing like I have ever seen before! Looking a lot like a diaper, are holes for her skinny legs to stick out from, but nothing else. Not even a peek at one of her famous big butt cheeks. But I do get an iPhone of that big and long crevice that is her large pussy! It's so big that it's sticking out clearly from between her legs! Still confused by her underwear, I am so lost in my own thoughts that I don't see her stand up and turn towards the sink where her iconic polo and yoga pants are neatly folded. At first all I see is a very big and very white bra cup adorned with lace trimmings. It's not until she does a small turn towards the door do I get to see the contents inside.

My jaw drops and if it weren't attached it would hit the floor with a deafening thud!

*"Holy fuck, Miss Black stuffs her bra!"* The thought echoes in my head like a shotgun blast as I look right at the biggest pair of silicone falsies that I've ever seen! Far too big for her scrawny body, the biggest falsies in the world completely fill up her huge bra and also create a long line of silicone cleavage! Covering my mouth to keep from laughing out loud, I quietly back away and then run from the teachers lounge and only start laughing hysterically once I am outside and in the parking lot! Laughing so hard and so long, I don't realize that out on the field all of the cheerleaders are looking at me like I have three heads. When I do, I blush, jump in my car and race right home.

"Miss Black is such a fake! She has the gall to uphold the dress code policy when she is a walking abomination of breaking it!? And this is the same woman that unstuffed my bra in my freshman year, holy shit!" Sitting on my bed as I extol my revelations long after dinner, I am still sitting there in shock at my discovery when an idea pops into my head. "I wonder if maybe there has been evidence hiding in plain sight?" I ask as I jump from my bed and race to my bookcase. Pulling out my high school yearbooks, I start flipping through them and every picture of Victoria shows nothing in particular. That's when I remember the old films I used to watch back when I was an aspiring cheerleader. She was the one I emulated the most. The perfect blend of skill, moves and sexiness. She's the one that took High School cheerleading from a bunch of girls in sweaters bouncing around with pom poms into the modern age of sexy dance moves, cutting edge flips and cartwheels and high flying acrobatics! Finding my old dvds, I quickly turn on the television and my player. Popping in the first disc it is a compilation of all of her games from her senior year. Back then the varsity squad wore the red and white that the JV team wears today. It is simply a sleeveless sweater and skirt combination and nothing more. For the next 2 hours I watched her jump and fly around, doing high kick after high kick and split after split. I think I saw enough coochie to last a lifetime, but I couldn't find any direct evidence of bra stuffing as those monstrous boobs of hers bounced and jiggled up down and all around. Finding squat on the first disc, I pop in her junior year to see if I can find anything. Like her senior year, or junior year was more of the same thing, a repeat of everything that I used to practice and hone my skills too. Still no signs of bra stuffing, but her boobs went up and down almost all of the time. They were also a full cup size smaller. It wasn't until I popped in her freshman year did I hit pay dirt. There was no direct evidence, but her C cups were definitely stiff and showed no movement whatsoever. This must have been her tissue stuffing days because only a tissue stuffed bra doesn't bounce.

Turning off the TV and putting the final DVD back in its Dusty case, I put them away and then go over to my laptop and turn it on. Cracking my knuckles as I wait for everything to load, the moment it does I open Google and then start my search.

"Big boobs cheerleaders."

It looks like there's a lot of porn involving cheerleaders with big tits so after scrolling through image after image of sluts showing off their pussies and getting fucked in locker rooms, I decide to refine my search.

"Redhead big boobs college cheerleaders."

When the results pop up I am again looking at a lot of pornstars playing a role, but none of Victoria Black. Losing hope, I then type something ridiculous into the search engine.

"College cheerleader big pussy upskirt."

Hitting enter I am immediately rewarded with images of cheerleaders caught on camera and uploaded by a bunch of horny perverts.

"Here we go. I know it's been awhile, but a pussy like that doesn't disappear quickly." I say under my breath as I start scrolling through image after image until I find exactly what I am looking for.

*Michigan cheerleader with huge tits and perfect butt has the best pussy EVER!!!*

Clicking on the link below the picture of a red-headed cheerleader with obnoxiously big boobs, I am rewarded with a treasure trove! It is none other than Victoria Black back when she was in college at Michigan University! Getting excited, I quickly find that almost all of the images are of her wearing a uniform similar to her High School uniform, only gold, blue and white with an "M" emblazoned on the chest. Clicking on picture after picture all I get is a whole bunch of something that I am already very well acquainted with at this point. It isn't until I am near the bottom and on page 10 do I see something that rejuvenates my hope. Instead of the iconic one piece, this one is a two-piece halter top with long sleeves and a blue pleated skirt. Clicking on the first image, I get a very good upskirt of her doing a jump and wearing a pair of white spankies! Looking through some more, I see that in some angles that they are not quite as full coverage enough to hide her weird looking underwear.

"Looks like those Curvy Dreams have been a staple of her underwear drawer for quite a while. But again, nothing of her tits!"

At the bottom of the last page and having looked at every picture, I am about to close out when there is a link on the bottom.

*Watch this hot video of this red-headed bombshell doing her routine!*

Fully expecting for it to take me to a 404 error page, I am quite surprised when it takes me to a YouPorn link that is still active. Exiting out the numerous spam pop-ups, I can finally click on the video. Like her High School videos, everything I see is mostly far away, but there is a few close ups of the happy-go-lucky cheerleaders on the sidelines, wearing those two piece uniforms. Slogging through, I hope there's a close up of Victoria because honestly, this is kind of boring. Making it to halftime, I'm surprised that there's any video of this show at all and when I start watching, I notice the cameras spending more time focusing on Miss Black than anybody else. Licking my lips as my gut tells me that this is exactly where I want to be, right here and right now, I watch with wide open eyes as the cameraman on the ground focuses in just as Victoria does a jumping leg split. Rising into the air and her legs spreading wide open, he touches her toes with her pom poms, her huge boobs curling down. When she lands she does it a couple more times and it is on the final landing is she standing straight up with her arms thrust straight over her head.

Already having watched those tremendous assets bounce and heave hard up and down through the repetitive jumping splits, that I'm not surprised when her cut off top has risen up to the bottom of her giant boobs. Pausing the video, I inch it forward as she lifts her arms and starts her turn to the left cheering happily along and it is only when she turns to the right do I hit pay dirt. Her shifted top inches just enough to cause a gap between it and her body. When she comes back forward there it is.

The mega falsies!

And from there it only gets better as she bounces up and down, more and more of those big, bullshit tits keep inching out. The more she hops and pumps her arms, the more the gap grows and more of her "busty" secret is revealed! Freezing the frame with solid proof of shiny silicone sticking out, along with the edges of her absurdly huge falsies, I take a screen shot and E-mail it to myself. Pulling out my phone I quickly download it and save it in my pictures folder.

"Busted!" I sing happily as I resume the video at normal speed and watch as gives it a secure tug down before resuming her cheering!

Smiling from ear to ear I now look up Curvy Dreams and my jaw drops when I am taken to a page filled with advertisements for *padded* panties. Scrolling through the plethora of options that offer cabooses for those less fortunate, I finally come across a pair labelled "Custom Plus". Clicking on it I am taken to a page where the customer can customize the exact panty induced boost they desire. Moving the arrow to the butt, I then click the drop down menu and highlight the different choices. When I do the picture changes to show the result. Clicking on "Perfect Bubble Butt" I watch the back side of the diaper looking underwear blow out into an exact representation of Miss Black's infamous bubble! Giggling with excitement, I then go to the front and I'm shocked to see the options for a customizable vaginal enhancement. Highlighting them one at a time I stop when I see Vicki's vag staring back at me. Dubbed "The Mound w/ Ultimate Cameltoe", I start laughing my ass off! "Oh my god Vicki Black, your oversized reputation is over, hahaha! No wonder why you never went pro!" Taking a another screen shot and emailing it to myself like I did before, I shut down the computer and head to bed.

The next morning I I'm all smiles as I throw back the covers and get ready for school. Doing my morning routine, all I can think about is what I learned last night. Arriving at school, I cannot wait to execute my plan to reveal the big bra stuffing, panty stuffing fraud to the entire School. There's just one problem. I don't actually have a plan! In fact, I don't really know how I'm going to be able to get close enough to her in order to do it without getting caught and potentially losing out on my scholarship. However, I'm one of the smartest kids in school and if I can make an AP physics test look like a breeze, it really isn't that hard to strip Victoria Black. So as I went about my day I started fantasizing about the moment her big fake boobs are revealed to the world...

I can already hear the chorus of laughter as she tries to cover up those silicone created fun bags that she's way too cheap to get surgically enhanced. Bra stuffing, really? Who does that anymore?

Oh yeah, I did but I was 14 years old! Now I'm 18 and I'm a full B cup! Well, when I put on my padded push-up bra for Victoria's secrets I am, but no one really needs to know. Had a push-up bras are the only thing a girl can find on the shelf nowadays so sue me.

Anyways, my excitement didn't start to taper until a week had passed and with only a few days left for finals, the rest of my time in high school would be all over the week and then graduation which means I would have absolutely zero chance at all.

So why not just show people the images I found the other night? Because the evidence from the video can be disputed because her boobs are so large that it's really hard to see your face and people may think that I was the one looking up padded panties for myself and that wouldn't go over so well, so I needed people to see for themselves. It didn't even have to be everyone all at once, in the age of Tik Tok and Instagram and snapchat, the news was spread fast enough and her life would be over.

With the clouds of disappointment hovering everywhere I go, I am pretty sure that by this point there will be no exposing Miss Black to the world and everyone will continue to grovel and be mesmerized by her bullshit tits and ass. On this Thursday afternoon as I walked down the hall to my AP History class, ready to take my final exam, I look just like everyone else around me. Bored, exhausted and ready for this hell week to finally be over. When I reach for the handle to open the door, the clouds of despair completely vanished and I am awash in the rays of Hope coming down from the heavens as I look through the little window and see Miss Black sitting in Mrs Larson's chair. Pushing open the door, I step in and see her sitting there, her posture perfect, getting everything ready for the test. Swerving my eyes away, I walked down between the rows of desks where I take my seat and patiently wait.

It's either now or never. I will never have a chance with her this close and since the period is only 45 minutes long, it's going to make it very tight.

So the opportunity is here, but how do I take advantage of it? How do I get Miss black out of that perfectly fitted black blazer and skirt, and her indelibly tight and form fitting button up blouse?

I definitely know that I'm going to need a little bit of luck and possibly a little bit of help from the unsuspecting victim herself. Everyone knows how vain Miss Black is. She is always finding subtle ways to show off her physical superiority in front of everyone else. From the way that she walks with scissor like precision, to pushing out her chest at every opportunity, all one has to do is watch her long enough to learn that. In fact whenever she's coaching the cheerleaders, she spends just as much time leading them through the routines as the captains. It's a very Hands-On approach that has brought much success, but also kept the practice field stands and the gym filled to capacity.

Anyways, I need to focus on the present and what I can do to get the "oh so busty"down to her underwear.

Once everyone is seated, Miss Black looks up at the clock and then looks at us as she stands up with the stack of exams in her hands along with a box of number two pencils. "Okay class, before we get started I just want you all to know that Mrs Larson is fine, she is just taking care of a family matter. For the duration of your exam I expect all of you keep your eyes on your own paper and use the materials that are being provided to you. There will be no use of notes and if I catch any of you cheating you will instantly receive a zero and you will not be allowed to retake the test. Do you all understand?"

"Yes Miss Black!" We all say in unison.

"Good now please be patient as I hand out the exams and a writing utensil that has already been sharpened for you. When I return to the front of the class I will then indicate when it is time to start." She instructs with a rather relaxed smile on her face and then starts the process of handing everything out. Row by row and one by one, she hands out each test and a pencil with a *whump* and a *clack*. Every time she takes a step, her heels click loudly off the floor as her giant boobs bounce firmly up and then down, her butt swinging crisply left to right.

*Click, bounce, swish*

*Whump, clack, click*

Deafening only because the room is so silent as every eye remains locked on her, pupils bouncing and then swiveling every time she moves. That is the power of those big boobs and that bubble. If she were wearing those super tight yoga pants like she does when coaching the cheer squad, then every guy in the room would be staring at the wiggle of her crotch too. When she stops beside my and Stacy's desk, I cannot help but look up as she sets my test and pencil down first and leer at those jacket expanding monsters. Turns and hands Stacy hers, I find myself staring at her big round bubble butt. Mesmerized as I continue to stare, I see the tab to the zipper of her skirt sitting right above it. Literally within arm's reach, I am half tempted to unzip it right here and right now, but something is telling me that now is not the right time.

A glance up reconfirms why. She's still wearing that pesky perfectly fitted blazer.

Since we are the last row that needs to receive our test, there is only two more stops before the vice principal returns to the front of the room. Sitting down the box of pencils, she does not sit behind the desk right away, but decides to tease us all by guiding her hands to the buttons at the very jacket that moments ago had this weighted me from dropping her skirt. Feeling the tensions rise in the room, I don't need to look because I already know that everyone else is watching too. Biting my bottom lip, I cannot help but get a pang of jealousy as I watch her flip one button and then the next from the holes then grab the edges and start to pull back. Rolling back her shoulders as she slips it from them, I watch along with everybody else as her chest pushes forward making her already tight blouse stretch and strain even more. As the fabric tightens over the swell of her infamously large bust, everyone stares open-eyed as her nipples become even more prominent! Still keeping them pushed out as she slides the jacket down her arms, I cannot help but stare as she does a little turn of her torso to present herr ultimate bounties to the class. It may be unintentional, but the way she does it the wishful thoughts of many an erotic fantasies come to life as more than a few guys audibly groan.

The moment she brings it in front of her, she walks up behind the chair and drapes it over the back. Smiling, more like smirking, she then pulls out her chair and slowly sits herself down. The moment she wiggles her big tush into the seat, she makes eye contact with the rest of us. "You may begin."

Picking up my pencil I get right to it and start answering questions. One by one I circle, fill in the dots and write a short paragraph and before I know it I am nearly finished! Looking up at the clock, I still have 30 minutes to finish! Looking back down and at the whiteboard, my eyes drift to the figure sitting behind the desk who is preoccupied with her cell phone. It is then an idea hits me. Seeing Stacy working away, the tip of her tongue sticking out from the corner of her mouth, I get an idea. Checking to make sure that Miss Black is still distracted, I reach down to my backpack and carefully pull out my notebook. Still hunched over my bag, I very carefully tear a corner from a blank page, then push it back in and sit up straight. Looking again to make sure that I haven't been caught, I quickly scratch a note then fold it up and reach out towards Stacy. "Psst."

Looking over at me, she opens her mouth to protest when she notices the piece of paper sticking out from my fingers. Looking to the front like I did moments ago, she then takes it from me, unfolds it and reads it. Glancing over at me as she carefully slips it into her pocket, I then watch as she raises her hand.

Looking up from her phone to check on the class, Miss Black sees the hand in the air. Setting it down she then pushes herself up and walks up to her. Of course the sound of her heels clicking loudly off the tile floor gets everyone else's attention, but they quickly look back to their exams once they see why and where she is going. Of course the guys are now sufficiently distracted and even though they are still working, one eye is fixated on the bodacious and curvy vice principal.

Perfect.

Glancing up from my test, I watch as Miss Black enters our row. The bouncing of her huge boobs, constant with the click of her heels, keeps my eyes fixated on her too tight blouse that also highlights her always hard nipples. Long and thick, there is never a time when they aren't on high beam. An additional attraction to her already overwhelming size and projection.

*Bounce, bounce, bounce.*

*Click, click, click.*

Perfectly spread and with just the right amount of tilt upwards, those high beams may be bouncing, but their target remains the same, Stacy. Stopping beside her desk, Miss Black looks down at the spectacled and freckled blonde. "Yes, Stacy?"

Looking up with a genuine smile, Stacy then points at one of the long essay questions on page 10. "Maybe I'm just overthinking it, but I'm really struggling to understand what the question is asking me to answer."

Half listening, I'm too busy staring at that big bubble and the little black knob of her skirt zipper now only inches away.

Reaching down and picking up the test, Victoria holds it up and starts to read the question out loud. "Hmm... Let's see. Please explain in detail the significance of the Battle of Waterloo and the result of the aftermath." Lowering the paper, I see Stacy still looking up and into Miss Black's eyes with a big smile on her face. "In my opinion, it seems pretty cut and dry. Is this what you interrupted everyone else's exam to ask me?"

Hearing the vice principal's voice go ice cold, I watch as she spreads her feet to the maximum allowance at her skirt allows as she raises her balling fists to her trim waist. Glancing at Stacy one last time, I see her smile start to tighten and that's when I make my move.

"I uh... I guess when you put it that way I really did waste your time, didn't I?" Stacy says, her voice quivering.

"Yesssss... You did." Miss Black says just as I reach out and pinch the knob and start pulling down.

*Zzzzzzzzzzzzzip...*

Going very slow, I pray that she can't hear the barely audible, but noisy to me, echo of her zipper being drawn down. As her skirt slowly parts, I watch as it begins to slowly reveal her tucked in blouse. Surprised at how long it is, I am happy when it stops well before the bottom of her bulbous ass. As I pull my hand away just as carefully, I am looking at an eyeful of white cotton, along with a little bit of flesh of her pasty white thighs.

"Now if you don't mind, please only raise your hand when you have an *actual* question..." Miss Black says dryly as she pirouettes on her tall, Christian Louboutin heels.

The moment her back is facing us, Stacy immediately covers her mouth to keep from laughing out loud! Looking over at her with a wistful grin plastered on my face, I watch and I wait as the indelible clicking of her heels signifies her return to the front of the classroom.

*Click, click, click...*

Catching everybody's attention once again, it is almost instant when the room starts filling with gasps and very muffled chuckles. Seeing pending disaster, a few industrious classmates quickly reach into their book bags and pull out their phones to start recording.

Just as I expected they would, yes!!!

Totally unaware, Miss Black keeps walking, swaying her hips which only serves to increase the rate of her skirt inching down. Going lower and lower, more and more of the back of her legs are slowly revealed as her big and white cotton panties are revealed. The moment she exits the row, that sexy and tight skirt that has for years been one of the focal points of many a fantasy falls like a curtain revealing her big and white underwear!

That is when the class erupts in laughter as the vice principal takes a step forward only to find her feet caught up! "What the... Whoa!" Stumbling as she quickly starts to lose her balance, everyone watches as Victoria's arms instantly shoot out and start whirling forwards then backwards! "Ahhhhh!" Twirling as Miss Black's feet shuffle and slide, her toes invert inwards clumsily which forces her violently forward. Arms spinning like windmills backwards now, she manages to stay up, but at the expense of sticking out her panty covered ass to everyone in the room!

With everybody fixated on her infamous rear end, they are all exposed to what I had already known about.

Vice Principal Victoria Black's panties look more like a helmet then a pair of actual panties and stylized in bold etching along the waistband is the moniker that seals the deal, "Curvy Dreams". They may not know what it means right now, but it won't take them very long to figure it out.

Of course it happens al lso fast because a moments later due to her overcorrection, Victoria is suddenly thrusting her hips forward as her skirt gets wrapped up more and more around her ankles making her spin right around and now show everyone her panty covered pussy! Sticking right out as her arms now wheel forward, no one's really paying attention to that anymore because they are all too busy feasting their eyes on Miss Black's privates. Featuring long and thick lips, it is crowned with a mound that resembles a miniature mountain all on its own. Big and unmistakable, everyone already knows that Miss Black has a canyon for a crotch, but seeing it in just her underwear allows them to compare it with her now naked and exposed legs and curve-less hips.

But that will have to wait because everything is happening so fast that no one has time to analyze a thing. Seemingly on her way to falling backwards, Victoria makes one last, **** gamble to keep from doing just that! Arching her back, she thrusts her tits powerfully forward which instantly puts a strain that is too much for her blouse to bear.

*Pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop!!!*

Like a machine gun going off, the buttons to her blouse fly everywhere as it bursts open to reveal her bra covered tits! Wearing a beautiful and white lace half cup bra, it would be very erotic and very sexy if not for what was filling it out. Instead of two oversized and plush mountains of flesh, they are nothing more than some of the biggest pair of silicone falsies sold on the internet. Topped with big brown nipples, they are clearly sticking out above the coverage her bra affords.

Looking down when her blouse blows open, everyone watches as Victoria's eyes open wide and her face transforms into one of pure horror! "MY BOOOOOOOBS!!!!, NOOOOOO!" No longer caring about anything else, all she seems concerned with now is hiding her bra stuffing secret! Forgetting all about falling on her ass, she instantly reaches for her blouse and when she does she falls back into the whiteboard with a crash as her feet finally come free of her skirt.

As all of this is happening everyone is laughing hysterically while recording everything!

"Coach Black is a bra stuffer?!?! No way!"

"I can't believe it!"

"And what's up with those panties anyway?"

"Curvy Dreams!? Are those for people that wish to have a bigger butt or something?"

"Probably!"

Listening to my classmates shout out loud brings a smile to my face as they are clearly on the path to figuring out what I heavily suspect.

That the *very* voluptuous Victoria Black is really just a skinny little twig with absolutely no assets at all.

Zero tits, zero ass and a pussy that is woefully undersized for a full grown and *mature* woman. Why else would she buy a pair of customizable padded panties with an option for a crotch enhancement?

Grasping her blouse and quickly covering up her big fake boobs while her feet slide as she struggles to regain her balance, Miss Black looks wild-eyed at the class and starts shrieking! "STOP LOOKING AT ME!!!! STOP LOOKING AT ME RIGHT NOW!!!! AND YOU BETTER PUT THOSE PHONES AWAY AND DELETE ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING THAT SHOWS ME LIKE THIS, OR BY GOD I WILL MAKE SURE THAT NONE OF YOU WILL *EVER* GRADUATE!"

Catching it all on film, including her wild outburst, no one listens to a word and they just keep on filming and cackling in delight!

Incensed and enraged, the moment she finds solid footing, Victoria reaches back and pushes herself up and off the wall. Of course her blouse falls open to reveal her insanely oversized fake boobs again and as she pulls away from the wall, her panties start to fall. Having gotten caught on the jutting lip of the whiteboard, everyone starts sniggering all over again as something very brown and very hairy pops into view!

"HAW HAW HAW! NICE BUSH!!"

Stopping mid-step, Victoria's seething anger turns into even more embarrassment as she stops mid step when she feels the waistband of her panties slingshot into her lower back forcing her to involuntarily stumble as the big and bulging crevice of her crotch visibly drops! Now with her curvy dreams at half mast, and her bullshit tits completely exposed again, everyone looks down and watches as her big pussy visibly sways back and forth between her legs.

"What the fuck...?" A guy calls out as everyone stares in complete shock at the latest revelation.

Miss Black's fat pussy is just as fake as her big tits!

Now only concerned with her exposed pubic hair and massive falsies hanging out again, she quickly spins around while pulling on her blouse to cover them up again! "TURN THOSE CAMERAS OFF AND GET BACK TO YOUR EXAMS, OR ELSE!" She threatens, looking back over her shoulder to yell at us!

But instead of following directions, we all stare stupidly at what is going on just beneath the hem of her top. Where her panty covered bubble butt previously was, in all of its high and tight and perfectly round glory, is now sitting quite low thus revealing that Miss Black's *real* ass is anything but! Instead of two healthy mounds of flesh, everyone is staring at two exposed butt cheeks that are significantly smaller than the full and round ass cheeks still filling out her weird looking underwear.

That's when it all clicks.

Vice principal, cheerleading coach and former teen tease, High School athlete Victoria Black is nothing more than a big fake!

"PHONY! PHONY! PHONY!"

The brutal chorus echoes off the wall as I sit in my seat proud at my accomplishment. Victoria Black is finished and soon the whole world is going to know that the curvy and buxom bombshell is nothing more than a bunch of padding and silicone.

As I sit there with a shit eating grin plastered on my face, Victoria quickly yanks her stuffed panties back up then clutches her blouse tightly over her bogus chest before making a break for the door! Struggling with the door handle as she is too frantic and panicked to be able to even turn it, I see my chance to finish her off once and for all. Standing up from my seat, I hurry to the front of the class.

"Miss Black!?!"

"STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!!!! AAARRRRRGH, WHY WON'T THIS FUCKING DOOR OPEN!?!?!?!"

Looking down I see that she is turning it, but instead of pulling on it, she keeps pushing on it instead. Not bothering to even offer a smidgen of assistance, I instead go right up behind her and yank her panties right down to her ankles.

"EEEEEEEEEEK! WHAT ARE YOU *DOING!?!*" She screams as her hands release the handle and her blouse to cover up her very hairy and unkept, mismatching crotch!

Now everyone can see her lily white and bony butt for what it really is! "HEY!!!" Is all she can manage to say as she lets go of her blouse again and then bends over to pull up her panties. With her top unguarded and now hanging loose, I calmly reach to her back where the clasp of her bra is showing through the fabric. Giving it a pinch I release it and watch has two giant breast forms tumble to the floor.

Slamming into the tile with two loud *PLOPS!*, Victoria stands right up and with her face as white as a ghost, remains motionless for a moment, her br falling from her shoulders to reveal her cavernous and now empty and baggy bra sliding down her chest. Wow that is pretty bad, it's not nearly as bad as what she had been hiding behind those bogus big boobs of hers for all of these years.

Not even a millimeter of development, it's like the puberty gods completely skipped her there. Even her nipples are woefully underdeveloped and it's hard to tell if they are hard or not. That's how small and pinkish they still are!

Now standing in front of the class with her "Curvy Dreams Custom Plus!" padded panties standing up around her ankles, her big bullshit tits scattered on the floor and her very hairy and unkept mismatching bush on full display, Vice Principal Black completely freezes! That is until she has to pee.

"OH MY GOD, I NEED TO PEE! NOW GET OUT OF MY WAY!!" Victoria rips then shoves me!

Stumbling back, I watch as she pulls her panties up in a flash and then picks up her tits from the floor. Restuffing her bra, her big boobs are lopsided and awkward, but she doesn't care as she pulls her blouse closed and then yanks the door open with a slam and runs out as fast as her high heels will allow her.

Standing there pressed up against the wall, I burst into fits of uncontrollable laughter join my classmates in reveling in the ultimate reveal of the ultimate fraud.