Her shirt and skirt

As she left the classroom little by little her shirt had been dissolving from where the acid had soaked through. Before she even realized she had lost her entire shirt.

“Fuck it is freezing in here” she thought to herself. Then she looked down.

“Oh shit!” She yelled. She looked down to see her black front hook bra and her plaid skirt. She quickly puts her hands over her bra to offer some protection. She runs to the elevator in the hopes of being able to reach her locker quicker to get her spare uniform on. Preferably before anybody saw her rather embarrassing state of undress.

She reaches the elevator and relaxes against the wall letting out a short sigh of relief. She lets her hands relax to her side and immediately feels her hands hit exposed skin. She hears the smack of skin hitting skin and opens her eyes in alert. She looks at the mirror. In the reflection she sees herself wearing nothing but her black bra and matching black panties paired with her black knee high boots and stockings. She gasped loudly.

"What the fuck?!" She yelled. Hands clapped over her mouth in shock and humiliation. She quickly hit the emergency stop button on the elevator.

“This can’t be happening.” She kept saying to herself while pacing the elevator. “This can’t get any worse.”

She looked around the elevator for the remnants of her skirt. But to no avail. She places her hands over her mouth in shock.