"I still don't think you thought this through very well..."

(chapter originally by draco13 at writing.com)

Miss Haruno's words nearly cause Mitsuru's heart to stop before she keeps listening.

"I think that your heart's in the right place, but you could have done something a little less embarassing to make your point. Even if other students take your warning seriously, you still have to attend school naked for at least a day. However, what's done is done. Boys, you stay here, while I take Miss Kirijo to the Director's office so she start to prepare her public apology." At that she quickly pulled Mitsuru through the door and out of the gym before any of her students think to protest.

Once outside the gym, Miss Haruno confronts Mitsuru about her speech.

"I don't think I've ever seen someone pull off a lie that well. Miss Kirijo."

Mitsuru quickly blushed and covered herself, being careful not to brush her absolutely soaked womanhood.

"I-" Once again the coach interrupted her. "Stop covering yourself before you blow your cover."

Reluctantly, Mitsuru does as the coach commands and starts speaking again. "I had just heard the announcement and it was the only idea I could come up with on short notice."

"The announcement was a good twenty minutes before you were found so forgive me for being skeptical." Mitsuru looked shocked at the news. Had she really deliberated a plan of action for almost twenty minutes? That was completely unacceptable! Naked or not! She was so mad at herself and embarassed by her nudity that she almost missed when Miss Haruno began talking again.

"Don't worry, I think I can believe that you froze after hearing that announcement. But the problem I brought up earlier still stands. No matter what you do now, you're going to be attending school naked for at a couple of days. On the other hand, you look like you might not mind that so much as when you have to get dressed again afterwards." Mitsuru nearly faceplanted in surprise at the last statement.

Turning to her escort to disabuse her of that ridiculous notion she opened her mouth "You're leaking like a broken faucet." and closed it again as Miss Haruno pointed out her obvious arousal. Truth be told, Mitsuru was about a light breeze away from the biggest orgasm of her life.

"I-I-I can't be aroused by this! It isn't decent for a young lady to enjoy being unclothed in front of her peers!"

Miss Haruno rolled her eyes before she quickly turned, and, before Mitsuru could react, reached out and flicked the young lady's clitoris.

Mitsuru's eyes widened for a fraction of a second before she came, and came, and came, and eventually passed out in pleasure with a smile on her face.

As she returned to consciousness, she noticed that, first of all, she was still naked as the day she was born, and secondly, she was laying on the bench in the Director's office. She quickly sat up and stretched out, feeling the afterglow of, if she was honest with herself, something she hoped happened a lot more often.

"Ahh, I see that you are awake Miss Kirijo." She absolutely did not attempt to dive for cover as she heard Mister Ikutsuki's voice, she just... thought she saw a mouse and wanted to catch it. Yes, that was it.

"Don't worry, Miss Haruno explained everything. I do wish that you'd run it by me first though. I dislike the idea of the Student Council President being a nude young lady, but at this point, there is nothing that can be done." Mitsuru swallowed unsteadily and tried to ignore the fact that she was getting wet again. "I'm sorry, Director Ikutsuki, but I could not leave this burden to another."

He sighed, but he accepted that she didn't really have any other choice if she was going to keep her reputation.

"All right, Miss Kirijo, I'm going to be honest with you. If you want your story to stick you're likely going to be a nude student for at least a good month." Mitsuru paled even as she got a bit wetter at the thought. "I'll at least make sure that you can carry self defense items, and I'll try to get you a shorter sentence, but I doubt that I'll be able to do much on the day this new policy was instituted, especially considering how badly the dress code was broken. Will that do, Miss Kirijo?" Mitsuru thought it over. Obviously, there was no way she was coming out of this dressed, but Director Ikutsuki was a fairly good friend and would probably get her the best deal he could.

(But what if she doesn't want that?) a recently-discovered part of her whispered. And no matter how much she tried to suppress it, it grew in both volume and intensity. (What if we asked him to make the sentence as long as possible. Through graduation, even?) The thought was as terrifying as it was arousing.(We could even ask him to extend the punishment to all times. Imagine it, living life naked as a jaybird, never getting dressed, even to go somewhere public like the mall. It's so sexy, and it wouldn't be your fault. After all, you'd just be following the consequences of your actions.) No, no, NO! It wasn't proper!(But It'd be so much fun! You'd probably orgasm like earlier at least once an hour.)

Shaking her head to clear it, Mitsuru turned to the Director, who was awaiting a response.