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Chapter 6 by Poppydanger Poppydanger

What happens next?

The wind picks up

Just as Trisha grabbed Yuki, the wind picked up on the football field. The once cheerful crowd was now bracing themselves against the bitter autumn wind.

“Ah, what the fuck!” Trisha exclaimed, letting go of the towel as some dirt and grit was blown into her eyes. Yuki knew this would be her only chance. She had to run for it! There was no hope back in the school, not with Trisha and her goons around. She had to run off property and hope she could make it home unseen. That meant making it across the football field first.

Yuki made a break for it, suddenly sprinting down the football field to freedom. Trisha wiped the dirt from her eyes, her face now boiling with anger.

“Melissa, Antoinette! Get her! Rip that towel off!”

The crowd began cheering, though Yuki had no idea who they were rooting for. She clutched her towel to her chest, legs pumping so hard that she knew the bottom edge of the towel was flapping wildly in the breeze. Could people see? Even if they could, a brief glance was better than being stripped in front of the whole school.

She had made it to center field, her feet sliding on the turf as she tried desperately to get away. But she had other issues. The football team wanted to join the fun.

“Capture the flag just got interesting!” One player shouted, sprinting into the field to try and snatch Yuki’s towel. Yuki shrieked, clutching the material close as she ran.

“Please! Leave me alone!”

Another boy darted onto the field. He was quick, catching up to Yuki in no time. To her horror, she felt the sensation of something grabbing the edge of her towel. In an instant, the towel was snapped away, revealing Yuki to the onslaught of hoots and hollers from the crowd.

“EEEEEEK”

Overcome with humiliation, Yuki dropped into a crouch in center field to shield herself from view. In her modesty, she allowed Melissa and Antoinette to catch up, and the two girls pulled Yuki to her feet. Yuki looked on in horror as she faced the packed bleachers, all of them staring directly at her naked body. There was no place to hide, and each and every one of them got a good look as her breasts jiggled on the field. Yuki crossed her legs, trying to hide her pussy from view, but it was no use.

“Nice tits, Yuki!”

“Cute pussy, can you turn her around?”

“Omg you can see everything!”

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