Volunteer

"I can't do that!" Lauren hissed as she fidgeted, still keeping her breasts covered as she scratched herself. "Everyone will see my -"

"Lauren, quit being a baby!" Nurse Sanders demanded. "What's more important to you right now, your modesty or your health?! Now drop those arms and show everyone your rash!"

"No!" Lauren snapped quietly, "I don't want to expose myself even more than I have!"

Dennis smirked as another idea came to his head, saying, "I wish Nurse Sanders asked for a volunteer to help move Lauren's arms."

"Well then, if you're not willing to cooperate..." Nurse Sanders said before turning to the crowd. "It would appear that our patient is being uncooperative for this seminar. May I please have a volunteer to come up, put on some gloves, and help me show how to identify poison oak rash?"

Lauren felt her blood run cold as her stomach dropped. Nurse Sanders did not just ask that!

Much to Lauren's chagrin, a large portion of the crowd was volunteering. A majority were some of the dorky boys that Lauren had rejected or bullied, and a few others where the girls who were her rivals.

Dennis saw Lauren cringe at the sight of Brittney raising her hand, an evil grin on her face. Donning an evil grin of his own, he said, "I wish Nurse Sanders chose Brittney."

"Hmmm... How about... You?!" Nurse Sanders pointing to a smiling Brittney.

"Oh no..." Lauren squeaked as she saw Brittney walking up to the stage.