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Chapter 18 by Lusoluz

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She stumbles on the way out

It took only a second for Miss Vicksen to realize her obscene increase in exposure, but it might as well been an eternity. Cameras continued to roll for her gobsmacked reaction, thoroughly documenting the comical scene: Both eyes springing open wide, both arms shooting up in surprise, and both of those bountiful mind-boggling bosoms lively bouncing in return.

Instinctively hunching over, fruitlessly trying to hide her newly nude parts with her too tiny hands, Miss Vicksen timidly turned around, hoping to salvage her ripped outfit for any scrap of cover. And as soon as she located the destroyed clothing still piled at her classroom’s door, she leapt at the opportunity to regain any possible shred of her decency...

...but what happened instead was quite the opposite.

Lifting a stiletto-clad foot in her first step towards redemption, Miss Vicksen was immediately tripped up by her now infamous pink g-string, resting around her ankles. Losing her footing beneath her, Olivia instantly tumbled forward, landing face first on the cold tiled floor, her former stylish ensemble sitting mere inches in front of her nose. Behind her, the same speechless spectators could only continue to gasp and gawk, as Miss Vicksen inexplicably found a new and even more embarrassing way to display her naked body for all to see.

Now laying face down, ass all the way up in the air, Olivia was graciously providing everyone in attendance an absolutely mind-melting doggie-style view of her overly-luscious booty cheeks, unabashedly bare-assed and fully bent over, with her expertly trimmed pussy sitting right below, both perfectly packaged in the most ultimately explicit portrait view.

Cameras flashed and fluttered like never before, lustfully filling their phone’s last remaining gigabytes, properly documenting this indescribable cherry-on-top to Miss Vicksen’s incredibly humiliating day. And as Olivia slowly lifted her head from the tile floor, beginning to desperately reach for her tattered skirt…

*SLAM*

…it was once again closed in-between the classroom’s doorframe.

Miss Vicksen watched in disbelief as Katrina nonchalantly stepped over her, quite content with her final cold-hearted act of cruelty.

“See ya later Olivia!” Katrina said with a parting glance and a wink, “Have a good weekend!”

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