An apron… and NOTHING else.

You were rushing back to where you’d left poor Tammy to shiver in embarrassment, single garment in hand. Just as you reached her hiding spot, you shot Dana a text back:

This outfit is GENIUS! If this dumb science fair is as fun as I expect… there's a pack of beers & a box of xtra large condoms with OUR name on them! Love you Dana.

With the message sent, you handed a little bundle of cloth to the geek hiding behind the bathroom wall. As soon as it was in her tiny hands, she chattered and squeaked like a little mouse, protesting your choice of outfit for her, “Wait, I c-c-can’t go out wearing that! It’s t-too skimpy!!”

“It’s the only thing I could find, and we go on in like, five minutes. Like it or not, this is your only choice, Blondie.”

“D-don’t you have any, any underwear?”

“No, and we don’t have time!”

“O-okay…” Tammy stammered as she scurried away into one of the stalls with the skimpiest apron you could find. Seconds later the nerdy girl met you in the hall, with only the bare essentials of her petite frame covered up— she was wearing the sexy pin-up outfit, and it obviously humiliated her to no end.

Her cute face was flushed with enough blood to make a mosquito dizzy.

You ogled her, looking at every exposed inch of Tammy’s pale skin while she shrank under your gaze. Was this nerd always so damn hot? For a second there, she was like the wet-dream fantasy version of a suburban housewife, and you felt your pants tighten as her legs rubbed together in an adorable fidget.

After both of you spent longer staring and blushing than you expected, Tammy let out a tiny squeak of shame reminded you of the way things worked. You stopped seeing her as some kind of dark-horse hottie, and looked at the humiliated, half-naked nerd before you. Without additional prompt, you started laughing at her, “Hahaha! Looking good Blondie!”

Tammy clamped both hands over her teeny-tiny breasts and wet pussy, going for the classic ENF pose despite her technical cover. Through chattering teeth, the nearly-nude girl asked, “Sam, a-are you sure I can do th-this? There’ll be d-d-dozens of people looking at me!”

“Of course you can, I mean— what other choice do you have?” You said as you wrapped an arm around her slim, naked shoulders. “Now c’mon Blondie, lets go win you that science thing. It’ll be fun…”

You ushered the mortified woman to her doom, giggling silently the whole way. You’re having the time of your life humiliating this shy nerd, but…