Going back to class

Alexis into the hallway, filled to bursting with rage and shame. She held onto the vibrator, not wanting to leave such damning evidence behind just in case someone had seen her leave.

She had hardly made it three steps when she heard a voice calling to her.

"Alexis, come over here!"

Her feet stopped suddenly, making her windmill her arms to not fall over as she turned around and walked toward the voice.

The nurse stood there, arms on her hips as she waited for the girl to walk over. She held out a hand for the vibrator as Alexis came to a stop in front of her, and Alexis gave it back to her.

Alexis wrinkled up her face in disgust as the nurse lifted the vibrator to her nose and sniffed.

"Yup, smells like sluttery. Three times?" she ashed, giving Alexis a side eye.

"Fuck you!"

"You didn't? I'll have to reccomend something else. In that case, yo-"

"No! No, I- I did. Three times." Alexis made her hands into fists and seriously considered trying to knock out the nurse before she could say anything else.

"Excellent! I can see some of the symptoms have abated, yup. Alright, just one last thing and we'll send you off to class. Lift the back of your skirt and don't move."

Alexis arms snapped behind her, lifting up her skirt as the nurse walked behind her. She could still move her mouth, but she couldn't turn around and see what she was doing. First, she felt her skirt being rolled up, even more than the short length it already was. A moment later, she felt a yank on her panties. The nurse had pulled them higher up on her back, giving her a slight wedgie.

A loud impact sounded out as the nurse suddenly spanked Alexis, hard. She yelped but couldn't move in any other way.

"...Perfect, a nice visible handprint. Lift the front now."

Her hands lifted the front of her skirt, showing off her panties to the nurse. The nurse frowned.

"Now this? This just won't do."

Alexis seethed as the nurse reached down, grabbing Alexis's panties and bunching it together. The material was thin, so it easily became little more than a line of fabric, which the nurse nestled between her pussy lips. Moving her hands up, she pulled Alexis's underwear up further in the front as well, so she was being wedgied from both sides. The fabric was pressed tightly into her crotch, and covered almost nothing.

Finally, the nurse's attention went towards Alexis's breasts. She tugged her shirt down bit by bit until a bit of Alexis's areiolas were visible.

"You can't - this is against school rules! I'll be sent home!" Alexis fumed.

The nurse smiled kindly. "Don't worry, I'm sure the office knows all about your condition. You'll be fine, slut. Now, don't you think you've spent quite enough time slacking off? You've got 2 minutes to get back to class."

The nurse walked back towards her office. Alexis flipped her off with one hand, trying desperately to pull her shirt up or her panties down with the other. But she wasn't allowed to dress herself.

If she waited too long to get moving, she knew by experience that she her body would **** her to run to class. Alexis begrudgingly started walking.

She caught her reflection in one of the windows as she went. Now that she had rolled her skirt up, if she was standing straight up, you could see her pussy peeking out from either side of her panties. If she bent forwards to hide it, you could see half her ass hanging out, with a bright red handprint standing out against her pale cheek.

Alexis meekly went into class, trying not to draw attention to herself. She noticed the many eyes on her, but could she really blame them? She looked like a whore! Some gazes lingered on her behind as she went to her seat and sat down. The fabric of her skirt barely covered anything, and her thighs were completely exposed. Worse, her panties were still damp - meaning they were going to be making her horny again, pressed as deeply into her as they were.

Thankfully, there was only a few minutes left in the class. As the bell rang for lunch, Alexis got up last, making sure no one would be watching her leave. The wet spot she left behind on the chair remained.