Standing around

Sandry jiggled up and down on the spot to keep warm, where her class stood assembled in the shadow of one of the school buildings. Every time she bounced on the balls of her feet she was aware of the movement of her full buttocks, her ample breasts. She tried and failed to ignore the looks she was getting from the rest of the school gathered around her.

"Come on..." she muttered. The only part of her that didn't feel cold was her face, which burned red with embarrassment. She noticed that the chill was affecting her chest through the thin bra she wore, causing her nipples to turn hard and push against the material. This caused her to blush even harder.

Eventually, the bell stopped ringing.

"Okay, false alarm, everyone." the headmistress announced, "Let's head back inside."

"Thank goodness for that." Sandry muttered, following the rest of her class back into the building. She felt a sudden pinch on her rear. "Ow!" she squealed, she looked around but could not tell who it had been.

She sighed, wondering when she could get some more clothes.