The Underwear Has To Go !

It was beginning to get warm and stuffy in the conference room as Debbi idly scratched an itch on her side. She was soon alarmed, however, to notice an increasingly widespread itchy feeling over much of her upper body and groin. She tried desperately to resist the urge to scratch but that resistance led to some agitated movements of her body.

The students began to notice something further was amiss, in addition to the threat of a wardrobe malfunction from the enforced change of clothes the woman had talked about. "What's wrong with her ?" Jody wondered. "It's almost like someone's put itching powder in her pants but who'd do something like that at work ?" Aditty responded. "Dunno but it's as funny as fuck" Jody laughed.

Debbi had no experience with itching powder. It wasn't the kind of thing her circle at school had indulged in. All she knew was that the increasing discomfort seemed to be emanating from her underwear and was becoming unbearable, not to mention embarrassing. The presentation was supposed to be concluded with the students filling in a questionnaire but Debbi decided to bring that aspect forward into the middle of the afternoon. "I just have to pop out for a few minutes to check on a work situation" she announced to the class. "I won't be long but in the meantime, I wonder if you could all complete this questionnaire for me ?"

She tried to hold herself together as she moved up and down the aisle handing out the forms. Her increasing dishevelment was even more apparent at close quarters, with her navel exposed and her slacks skin tight. As Debbi turned, Jody was able to confirm that there was indeed the beginning of a small split on the seam up towards the waistband.

Debbi tried not to rush too much as she walked to the classroom door but as soon as she had closed it behind her, she ran along the corridor to the rest room. Locking herself in a cubicle, she undid the three remaining buttons on the blouse and hung it on the hook behind the door before taking off her bra. The relief was almost immediate and she wiped her skin with tissue from the stall. There was no immediate tell tale sign on her bra but she was going to discard it regardless. And an irresistible itching continued around her crotch. "God" she exclaimed as with some difficulty she peeled down the ridiculously tight slacks. She had to sit on the pedestal to get them off completely. She then took off her knickers and as with the bra, it quickly became apparent that they were the culprit as far as the itching sensation was concerned.

Standing there naked in the cubicle, she realised that she was going to have to go without underwear for the rest of the afternoon. And with a sinking heart, she also realised that she was going to now have to get back into the tight clothes that had been such a struggle to get into in the first place back in her office !