A familiar voice is heard

“Well, well, well… If it isn’t Nudie McCoy!” A familiar voice echoes across the hall. You distinctly remember the bite that her words have, and can only guess one person with that quality.

You turn around and see Claire. She has what you can only describe as a smug, barely holding in her laughter type of grin. She makes eye contact with your mostly flaccid cock as she struts over to you. The heels she is wearing give her an extra inch or so of height, making her look more imposing.

“Excuse me, Claire? What are you doing here?” Mrs. McNelly says with furrowed brows.

“Oh nothing! I was just walking down the hall, minding my own business when I suddenly hear Nudie McCoy moaning. I mean, he is the talk of the town so I just had to investigate!” Claire says in an overly snarky tone, but you get harped up on something she said.

“T-Talk of the town? What do you mean?” You say in confusion.

“I’m glad you asked! Remember that little photo I took of you and Sammy? Someone must’ve posted it to their socials and now everyone in town with a phone has heard about it. I gotta say, you’re pretty popular with the ladies, too popular…” Claire explains, the last bit of her sentence trailing off.

“No way! Everyone in town has seen me…Naked?” You scream to yourself in your head. You can’t even count how many people that could entail, but the thought alone has your flaccid cock already trying to harden.

“Yep, pretty bad, huh? Almost makes you want to leave town, right?” Claire says, looking you dead in the eye. You don’t know how to feel, but Claire has a point. You just have to leave town and skip a year, and maybe this entire thing will blow away?

“Enough with the bullshit Claire, you’re not going to let another student leave!” McNelly says, this time with anger in her voice.

“Why does it matter? He’s a pervert and a rule breaker. Didn’t he just masturbate behind you? I think it’s better for him to leave the academy all together.” She says, now crossing her arms and getting into McNelly’s face.

“Firstly, I told him to do that, so he isn’t in trouble. Secondly, you’re one to talk. Last I remember, you have only so many more times to be caught skipping class before you get credits deducted. Didn’t exactly think this one through, Ms. Redfield?” McNelly says, this time with a smug look on her face.

Claire furrows her brow, and looks like a vein could burst open any second with how angry she looks. She pouts and turns the other cheek as she starts to walk away.

“Fine. I guess I’ll return to my class and not report this gross exploitation of the rules. See ya, Nudie McCoy!” She says before strutting down the hall. You can’t help but notice her skirt being even shorter than most of the women’s skirts you’ve seen before. So short that you can see the very bottom of her butt cheeks sticking out from below.

But you look back on what Claire said. The whole town, hell, maybe even the whole city now knows what you look like naked, and apparently the women here like you just as much as the students in the academy. Part of you hates this and wants to shrivel up in a ball and die, but a deeper part of your mind can’t help but feel… excited.

“I’m sure it isn’t as bad as she made it out to be.” McNelly says as she places her hand on your shoulder. There is a possibly she was just lying to you, but why would she do such a thing?

“Maybe…” Is all you could reply back with.

“Come on, let’s get back to class already. I’m sure Beth could go on for hours, but you still need to read the material for yourself!” McNelly says as she walks back toward the door. You hesitantly follow closely behind.

For the rest of the hour, you somehow manage to stay focused and listen to McNelly’s entire lecture. While you don’t stay flaccid for long, especially with Beth sitting next to you, you stay momentarily focused on your education and not on your nudity for a change.