The Naked Messenger

Jenny reached into the cardboard box that contained the numerous naked humiliations her classmates had in mind for her, hoping to pick the least troublesome one possible. She pulled a scrap of paper out and rolled her eyes as she read it to the room, who were listening with great anticipation.

"Jenny, you must go into the class next door and deliver a line of our choosing to the tutor while fully naked"

At least she wasn't urinating into a bucket, Jenny figured. The class seemed happy with the result, with much sniggering and occasional spontaneous bursts of applause breaking out around the room.

"So what is the message even supposed to be?" Jenny asked.

"What kind of line would we like Jenny to deliver to Professor Dawson?" Lianne asked her class, wanting to keep things as interactive as possible "It can be anything. She'll be naked, of course, so it might be worth keeping that in mind"

"Something funny" someone called out.

"And embarrassing for her" another added.

"Right, but does anyone have any specific suggestions?" Lianne asked. Many hands were raised at once "Okay, I'm going to go round the class and take everyone's ideas, then we can vote on it"

Before long, the board was filled with potential lines for a nude Jenny to have to deliver to the class next door.

"I think I forgot to do something before I left home today. Do you have any idea what it might be?"

"I'm a little teapot, short and stout"

"I'm an annoying, stuck up slut who loves to show off my body"

"Don't worry, I'm just having an anxiety dream. At least I hope so!"

Those. and many more varied suggestions, were written for the class to select from. After a fairly lively vote, the anxiety dream line won.

"Probably the best of a bad bunch" Jenny conceded grudgingly "I suppose I should get this over with now then?"

"Wait, this forfeit kind of sucks" someone called out from the bank of desks "We don't get to see her do it!"

"Janine, can you accompany Jenny and film her so we can watch it back once she returns?" Professor Brown suggested.

"Sure thing!" Janine nodded enthusiastically as she pulled out her phone.

Moments later, a nude Jenny was strolling with surprising confidence into the next room. Ever the perfectionist, she clearly wanted to nail her performance.

"Jenny?" Professor Dawson asked in shock as she approached him and stood at the front of the class.

"Don't worry Professor, none of this is real. I'm just having an anxiety dream" she told him.

"Sometimes when I get stressed I dream that I'm naked in class. That's all this is. At least I hope so, otherwise I'll never live it down!"

"You are usually such a model student, Jenny. Who put you up to this?" the flustered Professor asked as his class looked on in delighted disbelief.

A little later than anticipated, Janine walked back into her own class.

"How did it go?" Lianne asked.

"Jenny did an amazing job actually, it was seriously hot" Janine admitted "I've got it all on my phone if you want to see it"

"Where is Jenny?" the professor wondered.

"Oh, she's in the Dean's office" Janine answered casually as she sat back at her desk "He wants to see you too"