Struggling

Sandry had thought coming to school in a shrunken skirt was stressful, but it was nothing compared to suddenly having no underwear beneath it. She was acutely aware that however she sat or moved, there was an angle somewhere which would give a view directly to something no man had seen before. Besides that, the skirt hem was made with a small slit up the back, which Sandry had worried would ride up to show her panties, but now had the potential to show something much worse!

Miss Lane had ignored the knickers lying on the floor, and after curtly dismissing Sandry's presentation, had got on with the lesson. Sandry, meanwhile, leaned over to Robyn.

"I have to get my knickers back!" she whispered.

"How?" Robyn replied.

"I don't know, but I can't go all day without any!"

"It'll have to be the end of the lesson, try and grab them."

But when the bell rang for the end of the first period and Sandry stood up, she suddenly realised her skirt had risen up, and the bottom curve of her buttocks was on display to the row behind her. So she was **** to paused and tug her skirt back into place and smooth it down, and then carefully gather the items from her desk without bending over at all. But the tine she made her way through the crowd of students to the front, her knickers were nowhere to be seen.

"What? Who could have taken them?!" she exclaimed.

"I can think of a few people." Robyn shrugged, "But what are you going to do now?"

"I'll just have to make it through the rest of the day without anyone seeing up my skirt." Sandry replied, "I usually manage that."

"You usually have a bigger skirt." Robyn reminded her, "And you don't always manage it, I've seen you flash your pants by accident a few times, and I wasn't even looking."

"Oh, hell. Right, where are we supposed to be next? I've completely forgotten the timetable."

"Oh, yeah, that's the other thing." Robyn gestured to where they had to go for their next lesson. Up two flights of stairs.