Tail behind the Younger man

Jessica’s heart was racing, but she knew that she couldn’t just stand there and be useless. She needed her dress back, and the only way to do that was to follow the young man who took it.

But the thought of leaving this room, borderline naked with only a couple of thin pink strips of fabric she called a thong covering her was overwhelming. She began to have doubts as she hovered her hand over the door knob out of the room.

“What if he sees me? My life would be over! What if I don’t find it? Will I have to ditch school to find new clothes? God dammit why did this have to happen on my first day!”

But no matter the doubts she may have, or the potential consequences of her decision, she figured that doing nothing and sitting there like a doofus wouldn’t solve anything. She needed to be brave!

As she turned the door knob and opened the door, she could already feel adrenaline running through her body. Her body ran warmer than usual she looked out into the empty hallway, and back down at her bare chest.

“Holy shit I can’t believe I’m actually doing this!” she whispered to herself. She covered her chest with her arms, crossing them across her tits. It wasn’t much at all in form of cover, but it would have to make do.

She looked around from side to side and spotted the Younger man, Johnny she remembered, walking around the corner to her right.

She took a deep, labored breath, trying to hype herself up through a veil of crimson blush, but she couldn’t move! Her legs were trembling with embarrassment, but eventually she stepped out into the hall.

She felt light headed, standing in the middle of the hallway with nothing but her pink thong on, completely exposed to any hall monitor or teacher who could see her. But she couldn’t stay hung up on that for long, as she started following the man’s trail.

Her skin felt cold but her body was warming up as she walked through the halls of the school. This felt like it was ripped straight out of one of her nightmares, but each step felt real, and tangible unlike her weird dreams.

She walked slow but with wide strides as to keep up with Johnny as she followed him. She turned the corner and saw him idly walking and playing with her dress, turning it around and admiring the staple job Jessica did.

Jessica could barely look at him as he held her dress, feeling an untold amount of embarrassment. The thought of someone holding her clothes, keeping them away from her body was not only shameful, but unbeknownst to her, arousing. She was at the whim of this man. She thought of several scenarios in her head of what he would do to her clothes.

“What if he throws it away, getting gross paper towels all over my dress? What if he accidentally tears it apart even more? What if he kept it for himself, locking it away in his office? Holy shit I’m so screwed!” But despite these thoughts bringing her dread, her underwear has never been more soaked.

She continued to watch and stalk the man, trailing not too close behind him, but staying close enough to still see where he was going. The whole ordeal was stress inducing, as she didn’t know if he would turn around and see this nearly naked girl following him. What if someone else sees her, and in turn the man with her dress sees her too! It would be a domino effect of humiliation!

But as the walk became longer and longer, with Jessica feeling more pissed off that the lost and found was so far away, she decided to get closer to Johnny. She didn’t know why, but her heart beat faster and faster every time she got closer to him. Not only that, but a feeling deep down in her core was almost urging her to get riskier, and this feeling was addictive. Something about trailing a man almost completely naked without his knowledge felt, thrilling, if not very intense. It was like a cat and mouse game, but flipped on its head, where the mouse is trailing the cat.

She could feel her nipples practically piercing through her arms with how erect they were, and at this point she wasn’t sure if it was just because of the cold anymore.

Their footsteps were in-sync with each other, and Jessica inched over so closer to him. Deep down she was enjoying this thrill, the threat of being caught while dangerous was also fueling this desire. She was only a couple feet away from him now, practically speaking distance with him.

But then suddenly, he stopped!

Jessica panicked, and in turn didn’t stop herself in time! Her heels clicked against the tiled floor and almost immediately caught Johnny’s attention. He began to turn around and Jessica face was in complete terror!

Without thinking, she dove to her left, sliding against the tile floor and behind a large garbage can. She curled up into a ball of ashamed flesh as she cowered in fear.

“OHMYGODHETOTALLYSAWMEIMGONNADIE!” She whispered to herself, closing her eyes as she awaited for the sound of his gasping upon seeing her nude form. It was over

But she didn’t hear anything.

In disbelief, she opened her eyes to see, well nothing. He didn’t see her after all, which was a very welcome surprise.

Hesitantly, she peered her head around the trash can to see Johnny opening a door and entering a room. She looked over to the side and saw a sign

“LOST AND FOUND”

“Oh my god, finally!” She couldn’t help but say, slumping over against the trash can.

She waited for a couple of minutes before hearing Johnny leaving the room. She tucked herself into the corner of the trash can again as she heard him approaching, but after a couple of seconds, he passed her by like nothing. She relaxed again and stood up from the cold tiled ground, ready to retrieve her dress from the lost and found.