Total and utter humiliation!

Sabrina exited the girls’ changing room, her pale bare feet slapping against the grey linoleum tile lining the hallway from the locker rooms to the gym. She still couldn’t believe the situation she found herself in; at school, clad in just shorts with her beautiful teenaged boobs out! It was totally the stuff of every girl’s worst nightmare. Sabrina was still a bit unsure whether all that was happening was even allowed, but, given her school’s rather lax dress code and her city’s lax nudity laws, it was very likely the situation was perfectly legal.

Her basically-bare legs were shaky and her hands trembled as she and Rebecca finally approached the end of the hallway. The duo paused momentarily in front of the windowed double-doors leading to the gym. Sabrina sighed, her glowing red face reflected by the window. Was this really worth the grade? She questioned herself, and although the answer to that was an obvious, “Hell no,” it’s likely any sort of punishment she’d receive for skipping class today would be far worse than any humiliation she’d face today. Sabrina could envision it already; Coach S calling her into his office before class looking all stern, him asking her “Where were you yesterday?” while glaring into her eyes, Sabrina stuttering out some bullshit excuse and Coach not buying it… then, of course, would come her punishment, which would definitely involve her going through class the way she was meant to today, and probably for a few days too. Hell, if Coach was feeling cruel enough, he might even make her go au naturel! It certainly wouldn’t be too much of a stretch. All in all, the potential risks of ditching were just too dire and Sabrina soon came to the realization that she really had **** but to attend gym tits-out. At least she had _something _to preserve her cute modesty, however minimal it was.

“What are we waiting for?” Rebecca asked impatiently. “You know, you’ve really got **** at this point. They’re just tits, no one is going to care that much.”

“I care!”

“Come on girl, don’t be so prudish. You know, lots of girls work out topless, it’s kinda been a trend.”

“Yeah, but not me! I’ve never even sunbathed topless!”

“Yeah right, don’t you lie to me, we all see the way you come dressed to class!” Rebecca laughed. “C’mon, you’re telling me no one’s even seen your tits before? Doubt!”

“No!” Sabrina pouted, unamused by the fact Becca seemed unsympathetic towards her situation.

Rebecca snarked in a tone which reflected her thought of “Yeah right,” quite well. “Well, people are going to today, babe,” said Rebecca, opening the door, “and lots of them at that. Just hope Coach doesn’t send us outside or something.” Sabrina knew her hands were tied in this matter.

And just like that, she finally exited the privacy of the hallway and into the massive, very bright, very public, gymnasium. She reluctantly shut the doors behind her and began her walk towards the center of the gym, where her mostly male classmates were congregated, waiting for Coach to come out and take daily attendance. Although it was a sweltering day, the gymnasium’s air conditioning felt particularly chilly today; the effects of which became immediately apparent on poor topless Sabrina’s chest, although she nor anyone else knew this yet. Her pretty pink nipples were both guarded by Sabrina’s firm hands places over her breasts, blocking them from the gym’s view.

But of course, two hands were far from enough to detract attention from the nearly-nude beauty. As soon as one boy looked her way, another did, then another, and then yet another, and then yet another another, and soon the entire class of horny teenage boys feasted their eyes upon the babe, dressed in a joke of gym shorts, face flushed pink like her hiding nipples. It was inevitable. Sabrina braced herself for the trumped-up wave of catcalls and whistles that were incoming.

“Ooooh shit! Look over there!”

“That’s Sabrina! Where the hell’s her shirt?”

“And what’s with her shorts? Those look like they wouldn’t even fit my little sister.”

“She must’ve forgotten her uniform or something. Bet that’s all that was left. Sucks to be her, I guess.”

Sabrina groaned, the boys reacted just as mature as she expected. Boys will be boys. She and Rebecca found a cozy spot near a water fountain, far from their ecstatic classmates.

“God Becca, this is going to be awful,” she moaned, turning towards her pale, raven-haired friend. “I really shouldn’t have forgotten my uniform.”

“It’s okay, most boys have seen a pair by now anyway, either online or-“

A boy Sabrina wasn’t familiar with interrupted their conversation, walking up to them with a group of boys behind him. “So, you going to show us or what?” He gestured towards Sabrina’s chest, clad in a dainty hand-bra. “You know we’re going to see them anyway, right?”

“Fuck off dude, you aren’t seeing anything,” Sabrina defiantly shot back, shooting the boy a venomous look back. She felt a strange rush of confidence, despite her strong humiliation.

He laughed. “Yeah? Well, I think we’re going to later in class whether you like it or not.” The boys behind him chuckled in unison.

A crowd surrounded the two, almost as if expecting a fight. “You’re not! Not now or later!”

“Oh yeah? But I think we want to see them… now!” Another boy came up behind Sabrina and shamelessly grabbed her arms, pulling both of them back in a swift motion and holding them in place, therefore exposing her boobs to the public for the first time ever. What beach-blonde hottie Sabrina’s breasts looked like was no longer a secret to the boys of North Lake High’s first period gym class.

A cheer and wave of laughter immediately arose in the crows of boys around Sabrina. Sabrina‘s face glowed red and her eyes clamped shut. If she can’t see their faces, then her humiliation will be far less ****. She made a noble attempt to tune out the voices around her, but that was far less successful…

“Hey! Let me go, asshole!” she weakly cried out, helplessly squirming against the boy’s iron grip. From not so far away, Sabrina could hear Rebecca arguing with someone.

“Well well well, looks like your teasing is finally over.”

“I’ve always wanted to see them!”

“Serves her right, jumping around in skimpy little clothes all the time.”

“Nice nipples!”

“Hey, why don’t you shake them for us, baby?” a voice in the crowd inquired. Sabrina cringed, but her embarrassment was total and she couldn’t bear to squeak out a response. The crowd grew larger and larger, and even consisted of girls!

But unfortunately for the topless babe, someone else could. “You wanna see them shook?” the boy pinning Sabrina’s arms back responded. “Hey, Jamie, get over here.” He gestured with his head to Sabrina’s side. “Grab those shoulders of hers and give her a shake.” Jamie happily obliged, placing his pervy, horny hands on Sabrina bare, pale, cold shoulders, and slowly began swinging them back and forth. Consequently, her boobs followed. Sabrina cringed yet again as she felt her bare mammaries were swinging and shaking in an incredibly enticing manner to the boys. It was something else which was inevitably going to happen today, either through jogging or jumping jacks or another exposing exercise of the sort, but deliberately like this? It was total humiliation for the bare-chested teen! And to think just a day ago not a single soul had seen her nude besides herself and a select few, yet here she was today, barefoot and tits swinging in front of a crowd of horny boys. And class hadn’t even really started yet either!

Yet another wave of cheers and laughter swept the crowd of boys, and Sabrina still couldn't bare to open her blue eyes more than just a crack. She could tell by the increased volume of the jeers that even more of her classmates, including some girls, were in the crowd now. Where is Rebecca?

The boy who had argued with Sabrina earlier was now standing in front of her. “Not so brazen, are you now, sweetie?” Sabrina shook her head, still not opening her eyes.

“Yeah, thought so,” he scoffed, chuckling. Without a second thought, the boy impulsively grabbed one of Sabrina’s breasts and began to squeeze, then twisted her erect bare pink nipple. “Looks like you’re enjoying yourself.”

Sabrina gritted her teeth, wanting to tell the boy to “Fuck off,” again, and wanting to whine, but she held everything back. All she let out was a vague whimper, much to the amusement of her groper. “Jamie, for your good work, have a feel as well.” Jamie did so, following in the footsteps of the other boy: feeling her other breast, jiggling it in his hand, then settling on pinching her poor little nipple. And soon, a plethora of her classmates stood up to her, feeling her up. Hands ran up and down her chest, her stomach, her back, and of course her breasts.

“Now, Sabrina, did you wear panties today? Or did you forget those two just like your bra and gym shirt?” The boy snicked, and with his hands around Sabrina’s shorts, she braced herself for the absolute humiliation that was about to follow. She imagined herself running around the gym as Nature intended, her Coach and the boys all grinning, her pink virgin pussy and plump ass visible to all that may see. She imagined herself naked outside on the track or atop the monkey-bars, Coach blowing his whistle at her, cars from the nearby street blaring their horns at her; and at the same time wondered why no one had stepped in and stopped all this yet. There were girls and non-pervy boys in this class… right?

But, just as those shorts were about to be torn to bits or pulled to her feet, a voice rang from across the gym. “Hey! Coach is coming! Knock it off man, Coach is coming!”

And with that, it stopped just as fast as it began. The crowd fizzled and got in line. Sabrina sighed a deep breath of total and utter relief. The boy who was about to strip shirtless Sabrina of her meager but final piece of modesty grinned at her. “You’re lucky, but we’ll see if you get lucky later on in class.” The boy behind her unpinned her arms and followed his peers, muttering “whore” under his breath.

Sabrina limped over to Rebecca, who ran to her side. “That was awful, fuck, I’m sorry. I tried stepping in but some dick tripped me and pinned me to the ground as all that happened…” Sabrina merely grimaced and nodded at Rebecca, politely acknowledging her fruitless attempts at preserving her now-gone modesty. “Again, I’m really sorry…”

The girls got in their spots for attendance, Sabrina thankfully being placed in between two girls for a change. Now that Coach was out, hopefully no more shenanigans like what just happened would unfold again. Sabrina was still in shock over how fast and casually it had occurred.

Coach S. made it to Sabrina’s name in attendance rather quickly, as her last name began with a D. “Sabrina Davis.” He marked a check on his clipboard. “Hand to your sides, please.”

“W-what? W-w-why?” Sabrina stuttered out, speaking her first words in what felt like an eternity.

“I said, hands to your sides, dear.”

“W-why?”

“Look around, Sabrina. Do you see anyone else grabbing their breasts right now?”

“Uh, no, but t-they’ve all got shirts on!”

“No matter, sweetie. Hands to your sides now, or I’ll do it myself.”

Sabrina sighed. This was a battle she was in no position to win. “We’ve already seen them anyway!” shouted a voice from down the line, and he was right. Sabrina dropped her arms to her sides and sighed.

“There you go. Much better. Bet it feels better too.” Coach S. smiled at the humiliated teen, taking a glance at her exposed breasts, and continued on with attendance. “And remember Sabrina, they’re only breasts. Boys have gone topless in gym for decades without complaint and neither should you.”

Sabrina and a few other girls scoffed at that statement, but it was yet another case of something not worth arguing over. Attendance was nearly finished and class was about to start. A very obviously humiliated Sabrina couldn’t have been angrier at the series of events that had just occurred; and to think she still has nearly an hour left of class time! “Fuck man, I hate this school,” sighed Sabrina.

On the other hand, the boys were rather pleased by the display; and to think they still had nearly an hour left of class time! “Fuck man, I love this school,” laughed one boy to another.