The other Kim takes control

With her pretty legs bared, and her smooth womanhood pressing against the hard chair, Kim turned her attention to her shirt. The teacher gasped when Kim revealed her slim torso, Brad raised his eyebrow, but she wasn’t done. Kim unclasped her bra to let her perky nipples say hi to her teacher.

Now naked and with the full attention of the whole class, Kim squeezed all her clothes into her backpack and then threw said backpack out the window. Her only possession left was the yellow pencil.

Kim gave her teacher a little twirl to show off. “As you can see, I have no cheat sheets or writting anywhere on my skin. Or do you want to take a closer look? A cavity search, perhaps?”

The teacher was now blushing, but not as much as her pupil. Some students even clapped at Kim for her bold display of defiance. “Err, no, that won’t necessary. A-are you going to take the exam like that?”

“Of course, how else would I prove that I’m not going to cheat?”

“Very well, then let’s not waste any more time. Everyone, turn your pages around and start your exam.”

Kim ignored the paper in front of her. She instead glanced left and right. Wow, this was bad. Everyone was staring at her! Some were snickering, others ogling, and a few watched her with respect for pulling that stunt. One thing’s for sure, the rest of the class was not going to forget her stung any time soon.

Hey, Brad was there! Kim hadn’t seen him in ages. Clara too! Maybe she should give them a call when she wakes up. Seeing as how her face was feeling hot enough to melt iron, that was bound to happen any second now. She smiled one last time as she felt her consciousness fade away from the nightmare. “Have fun, other Kim.”