They can't help

Ruby, Blake and Yang looked at each other hoping one of them would suddenly come up with a brilliant idea.

"Can't any of you lend me some of your clothes?" asked Weiss, "I know it might be a bit embarrassing for you, but it can't be worse than this!"

"Sorry, Weiss, we can't do that," said Yang, "I forgot to mention last night, we have all stopped wearing underwear at all, so if we offer you anything we'll be showing off too much ourselves."

"Really? None of you can help me at all?" said Weiss, exasperated, now covering her boobs and her pussy with her hands, as best she could. The only good fortune she had had was that the rest of the class had been sent to sleep by the incredibly boring lecture.

"I'll help," said Ruby, feeling sorry for Weiss, and beginning to unbutton her shirt.

Weiss's face lit up at her friend's support, and also because she caught a small glimpse of Ruby's boobs, but Yang interrupted.

"Hell no you won't!" said Yang, her sisterly instincts kicking it, "I'm not letting you do that."

Ruby rolled her eyes.

"Sorry Weiss, I can't help then."

"Ugh," said Weiss.

"Honestly," Blake began, "your best bet is probably running back to the dorm and hoping no one sees you. Realistically some people are going to see you naked, but you've go to think damage limitation now."

Weiss glared at her, but knew she was right.

"Fine, I guess I'd better run back then," said Weiss, before she stood up, and ran out the door, "Wish me luck!"