Stacy and her school spirit collage.

Stacy Williams had spotted the symptoms of AGS very quickly, between her uniform and her answers about her pussy. She raised her hand the highest and made all her possible to get picked. Miss Bethany had given her an F on her last project because it wasn't imaginative enough, Stacy would show her a brilliant idea.

"Yes, Stacy. Do you have a project in mind? I hope it is better than the last one." said Autumn.

"It's good. In fact you will agree with me that this is the best idea you ever heard. " Stacy had read a lot about AGS because one of her cousin had it, she knew exactly how to word what she said. "We will do a very big collage of all the things that represent the school spirit for us. And you gave me an idea for the centerpiece."

"That is the best project a student have ever proposed in my class. We will do that. Students move some tables together and go get that huge roll of paper. The best way to work on school spirit is as a group. " instructed the gullible teacher. " What did you plan for the centerpiece, Stacy? "

"why, nothing else than this uniform you're wearing. It is the only thing worthy to sit on the center of this collage I'm sure you agree with me. That's why you wore it there today. " Stacy replied.

The students that had started painting bits of the paper in the school color, getting glue and official flyers out to decorate the project stopped in their track when they heard Stacy's proposal.

" I agree Stacy, but if I remove it I will have nothing to wear. " pointed Autumn.

" Just like we have nothing to rest upon without school spirit. Very evocative, very inspired of you. I am sure you want some help. " said the young girl. She poured down a pot of glue on the canvas and helped her teacher out of her clothes.

" Besides, it like you said. Your full bush will keep you decent and you always milited for the right of women to show their breasts in public, the school won't punish you for some activism. " she added as she was laying the two pieces of the uniform on the glue, making sure it seeped through the fabric to glue it as a whole went it would dry.

The other students still flabbergasted by what happened were split between those that couldn't keep their eyes off their teacher and those that pretended not to look and were working on the collage.

Autumn couldn't argue with Stacy's arguments, everything she had said made perfect sense, still she was worried about what she would wear next if her only work clothes were becoming a piece of art. And also what would her next class do as a project now that her uniform was used on this one.

She was soon brought back from her deep thoughts when someone tapped her shoulder from behind.