The girls all strip

"Fuck it!" You turn to see Dana taking off her shirt, exposing her white bra to everyone.

"Whoa, what the fuck are you doing?!" Denise shouts.

"I'm not losing this big prize to those assholes!" Dana says. "They want a strip club? I'll give them a strip club!"

As she undoes her pants, Ms. Pershing stomps over. "Dana, put your clothes back on this instant! This isn't the place for this kind of thing!"

"Why not?" Dana asks. "Don't you want to make sure those people get clothes?"

"Oh, shit. I didn't even think about that," Chris says. "If we lose, the clothes don't go anywhere."

She starts taking off her shirt. As you look around, you see the other girls begin to strip naked as well. Athena removes her armor and adds it to the pile. "Well, I've hunted and performed in the Olympics nude. This shouldn't be too challenging."

Nebula throws in her own tin-foiled hat, but leaves her goggles. "I suppose others need protection from alien rays too."

"And from the magics of the corruptors." Alena adds everything except her eyepatch and mask.

Sydney/Streaker laughs as she throws her costume into the bin. "Man, collectors would kill for this kind of thing."

"Wait, wait! I can't write that fast!" Crystal furiously scribbles on her clipboard as she hastily shoves her pants down her legs and jumps out of them.

The basket grows with piles of clothing, and soon you're standing in a room full of gorgeous women in their underwear. Before you can say anything, a bra flies into the pile as well. You turn to see a topless Rebecca pulling her panties off. She gives you a confused look. "What? I keep my underwear clean."

Ms. Pershing suddenly steps in. "That's enough! I'm drawing the line at you stripping naked on school grounds!"

"Oh, but Ms. Pershing!" Karishma says in a sweetly fake voice. "Don't you want those poor homeless people to have some clean clothes?"

"Or win the prize?" Darien asks, placing her Superman-printed panties in the bin.

Ms. Pershing seems too confused to speak. You think it's from seeing her students nude until you notice the other teachers stripping too. "She's right," Ms. Amber says. "What kind of example are we setting if we aren't helping the needy?"

"Not the first time I've gotten naked in a crowd," you hear Ms. Lola mutter.

Pixel pulls out a briefcase marked "Hammerspace" and pulls several outfits from it, including a set of medieval armor, a spacesuit, and a skimpy ninja outfit. "Hope this is everything," she says.

Lady and Elizabeth Godiva both remove their clothes. The noblewoman even brushes her hair back behind her shoulders, as if she is trying to show of her nude body. "Well, at least there's no horse this time."

Ms. Pershing seems to quickly give in as she begins to undo the buttons on her shirt. "Fine. But I'm keeping my glasses on."

"That's the spirit!" A nude Ms. Webb twirls her panties over her head as she tosses them into another box.

Shocked doesn't begin to describe your feelings. You're standing in the middle of school with every woman you know completely and unashamedly naked. The place has turned from a charity drive into a sea of bouncing breasts, erect nipples, jiggling asses, and a mix of shaved to bare pussies.

"Hey! Sam's still wearing his clothes!" Zoe's shout brings everyone's attention towards you. You instinctively move your hands over your crotch, even though they can't see the erection that's been growing since this whole thing started.

"Wow, what a gentleman!" Hera says sarcastically. "Letting all the girls be naked by themselves!"

You take a step back. "I...uh...what?!"

"C'mon, Sam! Everyone else wants to help those poor people," Madison teases. "Don't you want to?"

"Why do you get to be the only one who's wearing clothes?" Eve asks. "Come on and join the fun!"

Your brain feels like it's short-circuiting. Everything has happened too fast, and there's no way they actually just asked you to strip naked in front of them. "I...I really don't..."

"Take. It. Off! Take. it. Off!"

Bridget's chant gets picked up by some of the other girls. They start clapping in rhythm, eyeing you hungrily and mischievously until the entire room is echoing with the chant.

"TAKE! IT! OFF! TAKE! IT! OFF! TAKE! IT! OFF!'