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Chapter 3
by Eruco91
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Systems fully functional.
The young coed hated these inspections, everyone did. For no other reason than boredom a staff member could take any girl out of line and inspect her personal hygiene, uniform, or anything else they felt like.
Sarah knew what was coming bent over in a bikini. She had heard stories of the antics that went on at these carwashes, but with 25 'volunteers' selected out of a group of 800 she had never before actually been to one. She braced herself for the sudden looseness on her hips as that old pervert deactivated her side clasps.
But instead she gasped with surprise as she felt the center seam on the back of her bikini widen slightly. Closing her eyes in preparation for her exposure.
Frank had a momentary frown on his face as he first slid his finger down then back up on the tablet. The center of the coeds bikini right on her tailbone briefly parting, splitting a little less than an inch and then reattaching in time with his swipe.
Frank glanced down at the tablet with brief concentration a small "ah" later and a couple taps and he once again focused his attention on the bent over 19 year old in front of him.
This time as he swiped the first inch or so of the bikini bottoms stayed in firm contact but the split slowly extended revealing more and more of the blushing brunettes backside finally ending with the same amount of border on the front, exposing her pink slit to the bright sun, a couple more taps and it began to once again seal itself in time with his swipe. Eventually pausing with about a third of the suit still gaping continuing the exposure of Ms.Duncan's smooth mons and pink slit. After a few more seconds of tapping the front of the hole began to close even as the back began to open. It took them about 10 seconds to get from one end of her bikini to the other and as it reached the last half inch on her back, it paused and then went back the other direction. Adjusting the speed up just slightly Frank smiled and instructed the girl back into first position. With a few quick tweeks he had each of her nipples being exposed in turn, as one was being covered the other was being uncovered up and down like a seesaw. Handing her a sign advertising the car-wash he instructed her to hold it above her head as he sent her to walk the sidewalk.
His assistant's and camera people all watching in amazement, snapped back to work, guiding cars into position and assigning 3-5 girls to each car. Buckets were dispersed as well as other supplies. Jangle rock began playing at a moderate level as several of the girls began swaying they shoulders and moving their hips in time with the music as they worked.
The girls got to cleaning, the staff began processing cars, and more than a dozen professional film cameras live streamed their escapades to the front page of the website, one of the public events available to non-members. Throughout the day the staff would set different possible actions for the public to donate towards, if they reached a threshold of donations set by the staffer the action would be processed. Girls who raised the most money were granted perks, usually reducing or avoiding punishment in the future, or extra time away from the school during breaks. VIP members had discounted pricing and more advanced options, and there were several donation stations set up around the border of the girls work area so those who were present live could get in on the fun.
Frank smiled to himself noticing the blonde girl who had called him a "fucking asshole pervert" under her breath on the bus was currently bottomless squatting over a hubcap. The side clasps of her bikini useless for the next 2 minutes, he wasn't surprised, he had set the goal at the minimum 5 dollars after all. He watched as she checked on her bottoms and then continued on all fours to the next hubcap. Around the time she started on the last one her bottoms snapped back together with a soft "click", within a minute she was once again dressed. The girls were encouraged to redress so long as checking on their discarded clothing didn't disrupt their work, but also knew the punishment for trying to cover behind a deactivated piece of clothing was severe.
Continuing to scout for troublemakers in need of his direct attention he smiled as he began to see peeks of pink all over the now soaked coeds. Small holes opening on the fronts of suits, or else splitting and sagging down lower and lower. A few girls were already topless and would continue to be for several minutes. Frank watched as a second girl lost her bottoms down to her ankles, this time it was only a second long deactivation and she was able to pull them right back up, with a giggle she bent over intentionally showing off for the camera as she pulled them back up, being captured for prosperity by several cameramen and an attentive livestream audience. Sarah was doing a decent job of getting attention both from foot traffic and drivers in cars to wash. The crowd circling the fenced in girls now around 3-4 bodies deep.
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Madam Warwicks Academy for Troubled Youth.
Warwicks is a very selective reform school in upstate New York. School officials (and special guests) can set the girls clothing to fail at the push of a button.
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