Poor Tammy shows it ALL off.

While you begin to pedal the weird bicycle part of Tammy's stupid contraption-a-doodle, you spy Dana in the audience, and just like her usual self she's being an utter menace. You feel your cock swell inside your pants at the sight of her bullying more high school seniors— she looked so sexy when she was being a bitch. The punk girl used a couple of your classmates to pantomime some salaciously naughty things she wanted to do to you later, wedgie-ing one nerdy guy to show how she was going to ride your dick, and stealing a brace-face chick's belt to spank the unsuspecting dork girl.

Though you watch Dana smile when you sign back some lewd gestures involving her vagina, her theft of that belt actually gave you the perfect idea to make Tammy's presentation more interesting...

While the curve-less, bespectacled nerd is distracted by her own incomprehensible techno-babble, you sneakily grab one of her apron's loose ties. You sneak it in between the bike gears while you keep pedaling, and wait for the presentation to really begin.

“Blah blah, science, blah blah, I d-don’t even realize Sam is staring at my ass right now, blah b-blah…”

Tammy stammers into a mic that she was given God-knows-how long ago, totally distracting the petite blondie as her apron gets torn into pieces while she faces the crowd. Poor little Tammy squeaks like a mouse’s tea kettle as the entire gymnasium (with you being the sole exception) gets an unobstructed view of her tits, pussy, scarlet cheeks, and absolutely everything in between. This might've been even sexier than that prank you and Dana pulled on the girl's soccer coach when you replaced her uniform's stitches with water soluble thread, and then turned the sprinklers on mid-game.

You kept pedaling the bike because it helped distract from the goddamned insane boner you were smuggling in your pants, right now, but you didn't dare take your eyes off Tammy while her itty-bitty titties bobbed free from the apron you **** her into.

Needless to say, when Tammy turned around to face you again, the shock of seeing her whole frontside exposed knocked you right off the bike. Now you had the view of her body that the student body had just a second ago; her pussy wasn't shaved, with a cute tuft of blonde nestled between her skinny thighs, and her tits were just like they always looked when you peeked down her shirt-- hilarious, perky mounds of joy. Between this mortified, naked nerd, and the curves-for-days Dana flirting with you from the crowd, you were sure a little precum escaped your big, twitching cock to stain your boxers.

Between her quiet, mortified squeaks, Tammy mouths a plea to you, “Sam, help me.”

And at that point, with an erection straining your pants to the point of aching, it’s your turn to decide what ‘help’ exactly means…