A note. And empty shelves.

You really like walking around naked like a slut, huh?
I thought I will make it easier for you, so I got all your clothes and underwear, so you could properly get horny from your exhibitionism fetish.
I think your bras and underwear will pitch a great price at school. There are a lot of people who will pay a nice price to be able to cum in your panties, smelling of your pussy.
Yours dearest, Dave.
PS: We left you a nice present under your bed.

As Berry read that short note, her heart stopped. She couldn't believe what she just read. Literally. She started to check every single shelf in her room, looking desperately for any piece of clothing that she could cover herself with. But there was just emptiness in every single one of them - they left her nothing, even her socks were taken.

"What was that about the under the bed?" she asked herself, as the went down onto her knees, bending under her bed. She couldn't see anything in the dark, but reached with her hand anyway, hoping to get a piece of mercy they maybe left her. She got hold of something wet and unknown, so she took it from under the bed. As she grabbed it with her second hand and unfolded before her face, she realized that it was.

It was her white panties. But they were wet... slime-ish. And had a curious smell to them, like nothing else Berry smelled before. But just the look of the slimy, gooey substance made Berry puke, and the weird smell made only one connection in Berry's brain... and as soon as she realized what she was holding, she threw the panties away from her.

"Ewww!" She looked at her hands and the semen covering them. If she had any clothes on her, she would immediately try to brush it off them, which would be even more disgusting. Quickly, she stood up and left the room, running off to the bathroom, where she turned the water on, to wash off the disgusting thing. Why would they do such a bad thing to her? Stealing her clothes, staining her underwear like that and leaving them for her... it was horrendous!

Only then, she saw another note near the sink.

You thought we wouldn't think about the towels? Think again, pervert. But maybe if you come in them to school tomorrow, I will give you your clothes back.

The towels, right. Berry didn't even think about them before, but now... but what hope was there, now that she knew that she couldn't believe their "gifts"? Even so, she still opened the shelf. There was a towel there, but when she took it with her hand, one part of it fall on the ground...

They were basically two towels, but seriously shortened. They were long, but not in a way that would cover a lot of her body. Furthermore, they were perfect to tie them around your body, one to cover her breasts, and the other one to cover her...

She glanced with one of her fingers through her pubic mound. It was itching. She felt the throbbing for such a long time... was she really a pervert? Did walking around naked made her so horny? She didn't know... but still, the fingers felt so great near her quim. She just couldn't contain herself. Berry started to rub her clit with fingers, developing a lewd feeling. What would Robin say, if she found her like that? She couldn't bother by such thought... as she felt a pleasuring itching with every stroke of her finger.

"Ah... ah" she allowed herself for silent moans, as her knees trembled from every movement. Why did she feel so good right now, in such a bad situation? She couldn't tell... and she couldn't stop now, when she already gave up on trying to stop her urges. Her fingers went harder and harder, as they became more and more wet from her fluids... "Ah... ah... ahh... AH!" as she sped up her masturbation, so did the pleasure increased in thresholds. Until... hotness and pleasure.

What was all, Berry felt, as she went down to her knees, feeling the cold tiles of her bathroom touch her inner thighs and pussy, which was now slowly making a little poodle under her from all the juices coming out of it. Soon enough, an embarrassing smell reached her nose, as she realized what she was sitting on... She blushed hard, and stood up immediately, regretting sitting on the cold tiles, as now on all her bottom she could feel her disgusting fluids dripping from her skin onto the floor. She tried to clean it, using toilet paper, as the two pieces of towel were far more precious for her now.

When she was done, she was ready to get "dressed". The first one, she tied up around her hip, as low as it was possible, to hide her crotch. It was really hard, as the material wasn't really wide enough, and her plump buttocks made it cover even less of her skin as she would want to. With that, the towel was barely covering anything from the front, and did even worse job from behind.

The towel that was covering up her breasts did a little better job, at least at covering her nipples, as it still was leaving a huge amount of under boob to be seen by anyone who was on a little lower level than her. But other than the most important pieces, nothing was covered. Anyone could see her stomach, hips, belly button... it was absolutely humiliating. And she was going to go down the stairs, and from that point of view, Robin surely would be able to see under her towel, her most precious place...

While hesitating, she opened up the cabinet above the sink and got a package of band-aids.

"Better than nothing, just to be sure..." She stuck two plasters over her nipples, and one along her pussy, just to make completely sure she won't see anything. It felt quite lewd, but also useful...