Haha ha. No.

(*part borrowed from parallel post for quality continuity*)

Janet reached down and examined the bra. Upon examination, it was a Victor's Mystery brand bra, granted it was flesh toned. Still, it was in great shape and Janet was chalking all of this down as a win anyways. She subtly slipped her own bra off, placing it on the desk while she put Mackenzie's bra on. Mackenzie was instantly confused a few feet away. Wait a minute, she told me she didn't have a bra right? Mackenzie started to worry. Janet slipped her old bra into her bag, looked at Mackenzie and smiled, mouthed 'thanks' before grabbing her test, bag and walking to the front to hand in her test. "W-wait!" Mackenzie tried to quietly whisper to Janet in a panic. The professor looked up and Mackenzie ducked back behind the person in front of her until he looked back down, but in that time Janet didn't even look back until she was about to walk out the door. She winked once at Mac, and was gone. It took a full 30 seconds of shock afterwards before things set in and Mackenzie realized her fears were right and she'd been tricked completely out of her last article of clothing.

*And that was it. Mackenzie was left wearing nothing but her socks and shoes, despite having walked into the classroom an hour earlier wearing a complete outfit! She couldn't believe it. She was stuck taking her midterm naked!

This is a nightmare, she thought to herself. This has gotta be a nightmare! There's no way this is really happening, right?! But after a few more moments of failing to wake herself up, Mackenzie slowly began to accept her reality. She debated what she should do in an unimaginable scenario like this, and only one answer came to her mind. She had to get out of there!

Mackenzie grabbed the test and her small backpack, her only two forms of cover now, and held them tight against her pale skin. Her backpack was thankfully large enough to cover both her breasts when she hugged it to her chest, but not much else. Her test, likewise, was strategically placed in front of her crotch, hiding her womanhood from view for the moment. As Mackenzie turned to her side and stood up from the desk (trying not to think of how half the classroom was now getting a spectacular view of her curvy ass) she caught the eye of the boy behind her. Zack smiled and winked at her, happy to have helped the "shy streaker" in her stripping escapades. Mackenzie blushed and glanced around his desk, desperately hoping to find one of the pieces of clothing he'd stolen from her. But Zack had stashed his prizes too well, and they were all hidden out of sight in his bag.

With no small amount of resignation, Mackenzie turned to the front of the room and began hastily yet quietly walking up to the professor's desk with her meager forms of cover. And even worse, upon arriving, she had to relinquish one of them. The naked redhead plopped her exam onto the desk, causing the professor to look up from his book just slightly for a moment before he resumed his reading. Not wanting to spend another second in that room, Mackenzie covered her pussy with her hand, and headed for the exit as quickly as she dared. She expected to suddenly hear the professor shout something at her, but he mercifully seemed too distracted to even notice the naked girl just feet away from him. The same wasn't true for the rest of the class, however, and every student in the room was transfixed by the sight of Mackenzie's pale skin and uncovered ass as she fled the room.*