She makes it alright…but the next class is one she was not looking forward to…

About halfway through her walk to her next class, Emily freezes. Nobody is groping her or anything, but she makes a terrifying realization. Her next class…is taught by Mr. Carter. The teacher who blackmailed her into losing her virginity with him. She had pushed down that memory, but now with her confrontation with her teacher so close at hand, she doesn’t know what to do.

Not to mention the fact that she’s still naked, still covered in cum, plus the fresh batch of it that is covering her face and is still on her breath. This is going to be another level of humiliation. This really is the worst day ever…

Emily walks, a bit slower, not concerned much with being late. Part of her wants to run, get away somehow. But she doesn’t have much of a choice. She’s only a high school senior, and really needs to get good grades to make it to college. She’s wanting to get into nursing, and that’s not really an option without a college degree.

But is the endless humiliation really worth all that? Her reputation at school is already gone, and she’s sure somehow the colleges will find out. Who would want a slutty nudist in their college?

Distracted Emily runs right into…oh my god Jason… her crush. Things went well at the car wash the other day, he even gave her his number! But now seeing her like this…naked and cum stained in school? Emily wants to crawl into one of these lockers and never come out.

Jason looks her over, not sure what to make of her. “Ummmm…too hot for clothes today too Emily?”

Emily blushes. “Uhhhh…not exactly. It’s a…marketing thing for work…see the logo on my chest?”

Jason looks straight at Emily’s boobs. What the hell, Emily? You literally just told the boy you like to stare at your tits… Jason just nods. “Yeah…cool…” She catches his eyes flicking over the liquid covering her. How the hell can she explain all the cum?

Emily nods. “I ummm…was helping Mrs. Anderson with the bake sale…and ummm…got a bunch of donut glaze on me…”

Jason raises an eyebrow. “Oh. That’s awkward, especially with you…outfit.”

Emily blushes deep red. “Y-yeah but no time to clean up right? Gotta get to classes!” Emily scampers off, down the hall to her next class.

Human Growth and Development, taught by Mr. Carter, Emily’s first…