Cutting Lizzie's shirt

Lizzie could barely pay attention to the lesson. She was entirely focused on anticipating how and when her classmates would strike next. Diana, likewise, was trying to come up with ways to trick her friend out of her shirt. Maybe she could spill something on it during lunch? That usually worked.

A soft clattering sound interrupted both their thoughts and they glanced down to see a pen in the aisle between them.

"Hey Lizzie, can you grab that for me?" Joe asked from behind her.

"Oh, sure." she replied leaning down to her left to retrieve the pen.

As she did so, Joe leaned forward and swiftly positioned a pair of scissors up her sleeves. As fast as he could, Joe slid the scissors up to the neck of Lizzie's shirt. He cut through the fabric almost entirely, leaving barely a half a centimeter of fabric untouched, before withdrawing the scissors. Lizzie turned back and handed him the pen.

"Thanks!" he said with a grin.

As she turned back forward, Lizzie was trying to figure out what exactly the boy had just done. She felt her sleeve being lightly tugged, so she assumed he was cutting through it. But it definitely still felt in place on her shoulder. She wanted to glance at it and check, but didn't want to "notice" the alteration. Diana, who was sitting to the left of Lizzie, had noticed Joe swoop in and do something. But she, too, wasn't quite sure what he had down from her viewpoint.

About fifteen minutes later, a pen clattered to the floor again, this time on Lizzie's right. Joe didn't even have to ask. Lizzie bent down to her right and reached for the pen. She was able to look, out of the corner of her eye, and saw that her shirt was cut from the sleeve almost all the way to her neck. As she grasped the pen, she felt a similar tugging sensation on her left sleeve. She smiled, hoping the boy would repeat the same process on her other sleeve!

Sure enough, Joe had cut through Lizzie's left sleeve too now. The tiny bits of fabric left were now all that kept Lizzie's shirt on her body. Lizzie handed the pen back and started excitedly counting down the minutes until class ended. Likewise, Diana noticed the alterations Joe had made and realized how Lizzie had managed to lose her bottoms already. She decided to sit back and let someone else handle the stripping for a change.

Soon enough, the bell rang and the students began exiting the classroom. Lizzie stood up and raised her arms above her head in a stretch. The small bits of fabric ripped under the strain and the shirt was released from Lizzie's body. It slid down her torso and pooled around her feet, revealing Lizzie's sizable breasts contained in a black bra.

Joe went slackjawed in surprise. The boys had planned to take her shirt in the hallway with another bump and grab maneuver. His job was only to make the shirt easy to tear off! They hadn't wanted to risk Mr. Jenkins alerting Lizzie to her undressed state, but he was busy packing up his papers as Lizzie exited the classroom. Joe scooped up the shirt and followed after her, ready to alert his friends they were jumping ahead to Phase 5.