She meets a fan

Mackenzie sat with her group of eleven gathered classmates, trying and failing to focus on the group activity their professor had explained. Her mind was mostly occupied with the unbelievable fact that Mackenzie was sitting in the middle of her class completely bottomless! Other than a half-torn tank top and a bra, the only other clothing on the redhead's body was a pair of white ankle socks. Mackenzie had her backpack placed on her lap, shielding her womanhood from view, but everyone around her could easily recognize her half-naked state upon seeing her completely bare hips from either side. Mackenzie also made sure to keep her legs clamped firmly shut, because there had already been a suspiciously high number of students dropping things from across the gathered desks.

I can't believe this is all happening again! she thought. Today was supposed to be a fresh start for me. No more getting stripped in public! First my stealing my coat, then gluing my pants to the chair, and now handcuffing my panties to the desk?! Just who the hell is doing all this?

"Psst, hey!" a voice beside Mackenzie whispered, snapping the bottomless girl out of her thoughts. Mackenzie glanced over and saw a curvy brunette sitting at the desk next to hers. "I just wanted to say I think you're really brave," she said.

"Brave?" Mackenzie asked.

"Yeah! With all the streaking and stuff. I mean, it takes some serious guts to come to class without any bottoms on!"

"I didn't plan this!" Mackenzie hissed. "Someone has been sabotaging my outfit all day! Look, they handcuffed my underwear to my fucking desk!" Mackenzie pointed over to her original seat, but was surprised to find the cuffs and her panties were gone. "What? Where did..."

"Well, however you want to explain it, I still think it's super brave. I don't think I could ever... y'know... take things as far as you do."

"Huh?"

"I mean, don't get me wrong, I've certainly thought about it," the girl went on, blushing slightly. "Running through campus without a stich on... Everyone looking at me... Seeing every inch of my body..." She shivered slightly.

"It's not an experience I'd recommend to anyone," Mackenzie said, flatly.

"You're right, you're right," the girl hastily said, "I could never go through with something like that! It's just way too daunting for me, y'know?"

"I'd keep things that way, if I were you." She could hardly believe what she was hearing. This girl actually wanted to wind up in such an embarrassing situation?

"But maybe I could start with something smaller instead. What do you think? Got any tips?"

"I mean..." Mackenzie said, an idea coming to her. "You could take off your jeans."

And then let me borrow them, Mackenzie mentally added.

"What?! Right here? Right now?!" the girl said, suddenly seemingly terrified.

"Sure, why not?" Mackenzie said, nonchalantly. Internally, she was desperately hoping that this girl might actually go through with it.

The girl looked around nervously. The other group members seemed at least partially involved in the tasks, but the bottomless girl right next to her was still drawing stares from around the room. Then, very slowly, the girl reached down to the button on her jeans. She tentatively popped it free and moved her trembling fingers to the zipper.

Holy shit! Mackenzie thought, She's actually gonna do it!

The metal teeth slowly parted, exposing the black fabric of underwear beneath the jeans. After they were fully unzipped, the brunette slid her thumbs into the waist of her pants. She paused for several long moments.

"I can't do it!" she whispered to Mackenzie, putting her hands back on the desk. "I just can't, I'm sorry!"

So much for getting a pair of pants to use, Mackenzie internally griped.

"It's fine," she **** herself to say. Mackenzie was about to continue when she was interrupted by the professor addressing the class.

"Alright, that's enough time. Now let's have each group send a representative up here and briefly tell the class about your conclusions. Group 4, we'll start with you. Any volunteers to present?"

Mackenzie's blood ran cold. She vehemently did not want to be the one giving the presentation. Her eyes flicked around to the other students, but no one spoke up.

"Well, in that case..." the professor said, her eyes settling on Mackenzie. The woman was likely still a bit sore about Mackenzie's accidental interruption at the beginning of class. And now she had the perfect opportunity for a bit of payback.

No, no, no, no! Mackenzie's mind raced.