Get naked

"... get naked!" Chloe said in an incredibly nonchalant way, leaving you with both eyebrows raised high in shock.

"You're joking right?" You ask, but get only a moment of silence in return.

"Right?" you repeat yourself before looking at the other girls hoping to see them smiling about getting you worked up over a silly prank. Instead all you saw was them returning your confused expression, acting as if you where the crazy one here.

"Umm, Chloe did tell you what you were signing up for; right John?" Michele asked in a concerned tone. You open your mouth to respond, but come to think of it Chloe never told you exactly what you where going to be doing for this project.

You thought about what art project would require a naked man and remembered that a lot of times models would come to school and strip down for art students to study anatomy, but looking around none of the girls had any drawing materials.
Quickly you try and think of a way to do the project without you getting naked, but you're stumped because you have no clue on why they want you naked in the first place.

"Of course I did! John's just kidding around." Chloe interjects before giving you another **** stare. "Which he really shouldn't be doing since we're on a tight schedule."

Chloe's laser vison reminded you of the potential consequences of not going along with her plans. With an audible gulp you decide to try and play it off.
"Ha ha yeah..." You agree with a **** chuckle. "Just a little nervous joke to lighten the mood is all..."

"It's ok to be a little bit nervous John." Michele says in a very reassuring, friendly way. "In my opinion I think it's very brave of you to donate your body to the arts like this; I'm sure everyone else thinks the same."

For a moment your best friends words managed to calm you down, she made you hopeful that this would be more professional and respectful than you originally thought. But then Ashe went and opened her mouth.

"Pfft~ Yeah, 'for the arts', I'm sure that's why you're excited about this Michele." Ashe said giving Michele a hard nudge in the arm, causing her to look at her feet and blush. "Now hurry up and whip that cock out Doe!" Ashe cheered.
With that the dread for your situation returned, but you knew you where all out of time to stall.

Standing on the small platform you begin to undo the buttons of your shirt. You could already feel every eye in the room staring intently at every inch of flesh being exposed inch by inch. The whole experience was getting your heart pumping to say the least. Blood went rushing to the tips of your toes and fingers, all the way through your brain and straight down to a certain organ that you definitely didn't want filling with blood right now.

No, no, no, no! You think to yourself as you undo the final button of your shirt. Literally any time but now!

Disrobing and tossing it to the side, you slip out of your shoes and begin to fumble with your belt. You where trying your absolute best to loose your erection before you had to drop your pants, but being shirtless while working to remove your pants in front of four beautiful girls was sending another rush of blood down in-between your legs.
Undoing the button on your jeans you proceed to pinch either side of the waist and close your eyes tight in preparation for what happens next.

"Oh my god!" Michele said covering her mouth and looking away.

"Hey John I didn't know you where a boy scout, because that's one hell of a tent you're pitching!" Chloe said before characteristically laughing at her own joke. Ashe soon joined in and you even saw Gabby crack a smirk.
Once again nudging Michele; who was still averting her gaze, Ashe leaned in and loudly said. "Hey Michele, I think that's a sign you're hugging him a bit too hard."

That joke sent Chloe and Ashe into a fit and even managed to get Gabby to giggle a bit, but in return it caused both you and Michele to turn as red as a tomatoes and sent Michele's face into her palms.

Doing your best to ignore the laughter, you look down at your boxers and move your thumbs into the waistband. You decide to treat it like ripping off a band-aid and rip down with as much **** as you could muster. Your underwear slid past your cock fast enough that it came out bouncing, and eventually settled to pointing straight into the small crowd of girls.

After kicking your underwear off into the clothes pile you stand awkwardly for a split second before Chloe points to your feet. "Socks too."

"R-right." You stammer out before reaching down and removing each sock, adding them to the pile shortly after.

"Alright!" Chloe says as she gets up from her chair and gathers your clothes. "Just wait here a minute and I'll be right back." She said as she moved past you and towards the door.

"Wait where are you going with my clothes?!" You say as you spin around to face the door, giving the girls behind you a full view of your ass in the process.

"Don't worry about it John! I'm just going to put your stuff somewhere safe. You'll get it back by the end of the fare." Chloe quickly explained before disappearing behind the old door.

You stood there stunned for a moment. That was more that just your clothes, that was your phone, wallet, keys, everything that you could use in case of an emergency gone.
You're really tempted to run out after her to at least ask for your phone back...