The Shirt's Too Small

Emma nods silently, seeming to have grown accustomed to undressing in the library and she pulls off her vest top.

As she does you begin to pour the same emotions into her once more. She's stood completely topless in front of her friend, wearing nothing at all but skirt and stockings.

She tries to fight off the feelings, taking Beth's shirt and pulling it over her head, only to find to her surprise that it won't fit.

Beth moves over to Emma's side, dropping the Vest Top for the moment. "Are you alright?" she asked, sounding a little confused.

"I... can't..." Emma says, struggling to get her arms into the shirt, her cheeks flushing as she begins to realise that her bare breasts are once more bouncing around in front of her friend as she struggles with the shirt.

"You've borrowed my stuff before," Beth says with a sigh, "it should fit fine."

The shirt is now well and truly stuck around Emma's head, as she fights with the fabric. "I'm stuck!" she cries, suddenly lowering her voice, just in case anyone in the main body of the library could hear.

"Let me help!" Beth said quickly, grabbing at the shirt as well, both girls wrestling with it.