Her panties

Ashley dressed hastily, slipping on a skirt as she quickly grabbed her stuff. She didn’t even notice that she forgot a very important piece of clothing as she rushed out, closing and locking the door behind her.

She sped down the halls, the somewhat short skirt flying around slightly as she bounded towards her class. She was too in a rush to notice some of the odd looks she got from people she passed. She was too focused on getting to her destination.

After exiting the building, she sprinted over the grass. For a brief moment, she noticed that she had an odd chill down below. The thought quickly fled though, and she pushed open the door to the building her class was in. She almost hit someone, who she turned to apologize to, but when she turned back, she ended up bumping into someone and fell face-first onto the floor and the guy stumbled back.

“Woah, hey are you-“ the guy started, but froze in shock at the sight in front of him. Ashley’s skirt had fluttered up from the tumble, and as she sat with her butt in the air, he was met with the sight of her bare ass pointed in his direction. It was nicely shaped, and free of any blemishes. Not only that, but he could even see a little bit of something else underneath...

Ashley still didn’t seem to notice as she stood up, not too banged up, and brushed herself off. She turned to apologize to the shocked guy behind her, and continued on her way.

Finally, she made it to the classroom, and burst in, breathing heavily. The teacher stopped her lecture and looked up at her. She had a frown on her face, but it quickly softened when she saw it was Ashley.

“Ms Packins, you’re here.” The teacher, Mrs. Patterson said. “You’re never usually late.”

“Sorry...my alarm...set wrong...” Ashley said between breaths. Thankfully, her reputation as a good student saved her this time as Mrs. Patterson nodded.

“I’ll let it slide this time, but please take care to not let it happen again.” She said, and Ashley nodded. Mrs. Patterson resumed her lecture as Ashley made her way to her seat, shuffling past students in that awkward way she hated, and sat down. As soon as her butt hit the seat, she noticed how...odd it felt. She furrowed her brows as she shifted in her seat. She couldn’t quite exactly figure out why it felt so off. She shrugged and tried to ignore it as she got her stuff settled on her desk, and quickly opened her notebook to begin taking notes.

But the entire time, that strange feeling kept gnawing at her...