Quite embarrassingly.

"I thought that for today, we will play volleyball". PE teacher words made all students feel enthusiastic about today's gym, except for one. Berry immediately started to feel worried. Volleyball will require a lot of movement, and a lot of jumping, so it would be quite humiliating to see all the people see her bouncing boobs under her shirt. She will have to try to avoid the ball as often as she can, that's the best option.

After the students were separated into two different teams, four boys and four girls each, with two of them waiting at the bench for theirs turn, they started to play. Berry was positioned at the back, with her goal to reflect any incoming strike. She tried to do her best, with barely any movement, although boy's shoots were so strong, that her bouncy breasts were jiggling around the entire time. She started to feel hotter and hotter, with sweat pouring from every part of her body. Berry blocked again. And again. And again. It seemed like every shot from the opposite team was aimed at her, just so she will have to block it by herself. One time she didn't even have time to use her hands, and the ball just bounced off from a straight hit to into her breasts.

"That's some nice cushion for the ball." She heard from a boy, and a shivering thought filled her head. Do they know? Did they spot her jiggling breasts? She looked down, only to realize how semi-transparent her shirt become, from all the sweat pouring from her exhausted body. She thought about covering it, but stopped midway. How would she explain it to the teacher? It's better to pretend nothing is happening. Nothing at all. But now she realized how tight her bloomers are. How they stick to her cushioned ass, leaving nothing to imagination.

"Okay, it's time to rotate". Teacher said, after a team got a point. With that, Berry moved to the front of the net.

"Damn, that's some great view." She heard behind herself, and became as red as a tomato. She tried to cover her butt with one hand, but as soon as another ball was coming, she has to make a short jump to block it.

"The front is not so bad, too," said the boy from the opposite team, who glared nonstop at her jiggly breasts. He didn't even try to make it subtle. "Why are not wearing underwear, Berry?" After those words, Berry decided she had enough. While keeping one of her arm still in front of her butt, she approached the teacher and said she wants to get a break.

"It's all right. You did great Berry," he complimented her, unaware of how humiliating this entire volleyball game was for her. She continued to watch the game for a long time, before another girl from the opposite team sat near her.

"You played great," she said. "But I heard something from the boys that I couldn't believe".

"Please no. Please no. Please no." Berry prayed in her mind, as she was seeing what possibly she could ask her.

"Are you not wearing underwear?" Berry felt a freezing shiver around her body, despite all the sweat. Her throat became so sore, unable to answer her. She tried to make any sound, but she couldn't articulate anything. "No way!" The girl said, and pulled Berry's bloomers from a side, and gazed under them. "It's true! You are not wearing any panties!" After that she touched her back. "And I feel no strap!"

Berry stood up. She didn't want to explain it. She didn't want to speak with the girl anymore. She just went straight a head to the changing room, before the word would spread even further. She needs a quick shower. A really quick shower, and to leave the gym as fast as possible.