Locker Room

As catcalls rained down and her behind jiggled to the watchers, Torrance's prayers that she was being taken to the locker room were answered. She could still hear the roar of the crowd through the locker room door as he let go of her arm, now she was safe from them and only the principle could see her naked form. Not what she had ever wanted but better then a minute ago. Taking a few moments to compose herself, she began to sidle towards her locker where she could grab her clothes and, presumably with the principle leaving, get changed.

"Stay right where you are Shipman!"

Drawing the pom's pom's tight against her body, Shipman froze to the spot, watching as the principle strode around, fuming to himself. She couldn't understand she wasn't allowed to get decent, to finally get her body covered and put an end to this nightmare. Sure, she would have to deal with everybody had seen her butt naked but at least she could do it clothed rather then stand here, her naughty bits flopping about behind her round furry covers.

The principle seemed to come to a decision, suddenly turning to face her.

"I need to talk to a few people about how to recover from this fiasco but I think I have an idea. Since your so comfortable with your body as to expose it, no covering till then."

"But Mr..."

"No, no butts, you have been showing enough of yours. I know cheer-leading requires a lot of hard work so shower and then we will talk."

Not wanting to upset him further and wanting to get this over with, she carefully maneuvered her way to the showers, keeping her backside covered by the pom pom's with her back to the principle. At least she was covered and all he could see was her bare back, her smooth legs and glimpses of her pert rear peeking out. Then she realized she had to get rid of the pom pom's, her one piece of cover and the horrifying thought, would the principle be watching as she showered?

Looking over her shoulder, Torrance was relieved to see the principle had turned his back on her. Carefully putting the pom-pom's by her feet and then kicked them them away so she could hopefully grab them later without the danger of slipping on them. Turning the shower handle, she gasped as a torrent of cold water hit her but soon the water became pleasantly warm, began soothing the aches from her body. As she began to soap up her lithe body, she was grateful for the chance to wash away the seat and it was making her feel better. Sure, she couldn't wash away her exposure to everyone in the school but she could face the scandal refreshed and clean. The principle was right, it was best she cleaned up and fresh before she faced the rest of the day.

Another glance behind her to check the principle wasn't peeking, her hands drifted towards her ample breasts and began cleaning them. Naturally showering with her fellow cheerleaders meant some ladies had seen her "rack" down the years but she had never allowed any males see more then a bit of cleavage and what one might see in a bikini. Now every male in school and quite a few more in the town had seen them jutting out in the air, her nipples saying hello to everybody. She knew her jiggling bosom would be in the dreams of everybody for some time to come.

Moving on, cleaning her toned stomach and she reached her pussy. Briefly, she wondered if she would have groomed her yellow hair in a different fashion if she had been forewarning of this event. Mostly her mind focused on that every face she would meet for the rest of the year would be looking below her face, drifting towards seeing her most private treasures and not imagining her naked, which she imagined had been happening before, but remembering every inch of her body unclothed. She wouldn't be able to look people in the eye for many different reasons now...

As she turned to wash her back, she heard the locker room door open and voices. In a panic, she realized she hadn't noticed which locker-room she and the principle had entered, she had just assumed it was the girls locker room.