Tricky flash

Her thoughts where a blur "is this guy for real? Can I believe him? He's probably just a pervert and is gonna send those pics out anyway! Do I keep going? Maybe I should seriously get some help and end this here. What's the worst that could happen? Um, posters of me all over campus wearing this thing could be what happens! At least I look sexy. WTF! I'm losing my mind. How had things gotten so out of control? Am I really contemplating one of these options?" Sammy weighed those options and she was at a loss as to how she could go through with the first choice, just lay there and let some guy ogle me? I don't think so, but the second.... She stood in the locker room thinking, contemplating. She put her shirt on, then pulled It up and exposed her breasts. It was loose enough she guessed. "What in the hell did I get myself into?" She murmured quietly. "Can I really do this? How? and who?....." her thoughts trailed off as she glimpsed her reflection in a mirror. "Wow, My boobs do look amazing and if my shirt were to get caught like this.....wtf Sammy! Get your shit together" she thought as she tugged her shirt down. "It's going to be bad enough being in this bra all day" With that Sammy gathered up her stuff, carefully stashing her new topless pics and headed towards her next class thinking about how to accomplish this tasks. She didn't even bother to bring her arms up as she passed a custodian who watched her and her unrestrained breast jiggle past. " I'd like to see her without that shirt on" he thought to himself. To Sammy her swaying breasts under her shirt where low on her list of concerns. As insane as it sounds. Figuring out how to get this shirt over her breasts before the end of the day was at the top.

She arrived early to her biology class and took a seat at one of the stations in the back of the class. She was the only one in there for the moment so she raised up and tried to hook the hem of her shirt on the edge of the table but that didn't seem to work. She stood up and tried the door handle but that was a lost cause too. The professor showed up and she took her seat. The class filled in and Kevin her lab partner sat down next to her. " Hey Sam, what's up?" He asked. "My shirt hopefully" she thought honestly,eager to have it over with and Kevin would do. He was nice and not bad looking. " hey, not a whole lot really" she replied. The class began and the teacher began her lesson.

Sammy looked around at her surroundings. They where at a small smooth top table with a sink in the center. A plan began form in her head. She her placed backpack across the table and while doing so looked down. The bottom hem of her shirt fell away from her flat stomach and brushed the top of the faucet. "This just might work" she thought and looked at Kevin. His eyes where on her chest and he looked away shyly. "Oh, you've noticed the bra huh? Well get ready to have you mind bl.... Dammit Sam! What has gotten into you. I really must be going crazy" she thought watching him. He was cute and had always been kind. She spent most of the class reaching over periodically to get something out of her bag and then later put it back. Each time catching the hem of her shirt a little more until she was pretty sure how to get it to stay hooked when she plopped down in her seat. Her heart started pounding as they got closer and closer to the end of class. She felt so nervous but also maybe excited? She wasn't sure. Her hands were shaking a little and she felt warm all over. She looked down at her breasts contemplating how they'd look when she exposed them. Before she could stop herself she reached up and quickly tweaked both nipples then froze. "Did I really just do that? I'm going to need to see a psychiatrist soon I think" she thought. Well apparently NOW she was ready. All eyes where on the professor who was writing on the chalkboard. Sammy rose up on shaky knees and placed something in her backpack. She hunkered down, hooked the hem and sat down as fast as she could. Her shirt pulled up and stretched out in front of her to the right towards the middle of the table. She feigned surprise and looked at Kevin. His eyes were glued to the underside of her shirt. Cool air and the thought of Kevin's eyes on her breasts stiffened her.... right nipple? She could feel her left breast trapped in the shirt. She reached out and pulled it towards her feigning trying get it off in hopes and looked around her shirt and could clearly see her right breast and nipples exposed but the left one was.....almost.....there. " Oh no Kevin help" she whispered in a lie. He was in shock staring at her chest with a little smile on his face. She tugged again and was pretty sure her left breast had worked itself free. "Kevin help me unhook it" she whispered again. Kevin shook his head clearing his thoughts and actually lowered his head to look under her shirt. Her view was of her right breast about 6 inches away from His mouth. She quickly pushed that thought away but The idea sent a wave of heat rolling through her. He reached out and tugged up on her shirt and it fell free. She straightened it out and blushed. "Thank you, thank you. Im so embarrassed. I'm sorry you had to see my boobs" she fibbed in a quiet voice. Kevin again looked in shock. " what? Oh, don't be sorry. It's no big deal and honestly I only saw one boob. It was a nice boob though... wow that bra! Where'd you get that?" He babbled."wait, what? Only one? Are you sure?" She asked almost horrified. " oh yeah, I'm sure. I could see real good when I looked under your shirt to see them... errr I meant see how you were caught. The other boob was stuck under your shirt." She couldn't believe it. "You have got to be kidding me" she thought "Did my blackmailer count on this kinda of stuff happening? He had too" Kevin kept babbling quietly " so um yeah would you like to get some coffee after this? Wow, you have beautiful breasts, I mean YOUR beautiful, not your breasts. WAIT that's not what I mean" he stammered. The bell rang and Sammy was at a loss. "Thanks Kevin but maybe another time ok" she said as the grabbed her things and headed towards the door. She laughed to herself at the absurdity of it. "Back to square one I guess"