Cut out

"Wait... Cut them off?" Sandry asked.

"I think it's the only way to get you down." her teacher replied, holding up a large pair of scissors.

"But, could you get me something else to wear?"

"I'm sure we can find you something."

Sandry suddenly found herself falling, felt cotton rush across her skin and then get left behind, as she dropped the few feet down to land in a soft bush.

"Ow." she groaned, pushing herself up from the ground. She was surrounded by amused faces, as the gathered pupils took in the sight of her, and then burst out laughing and pointing at her. "No!" Sandry shrieked, suddenly realising that we was in her skimpy underwear. "Oh, please stop looking at me!"