Skirt

Renee quickly paid for her lunch and began to rush to a table with several of her closest friends. As she walked she felt her chest swing a bit more than usual without the restraints of her bra holding them in place. Several boys watched in awe as they swung causing Renee to blush a bit. She could also feel her butt push back her skirt lifting it to reveal the bottom of her buttcheeks, and luckily not much else.

Finally, she arrived and sat down looking nervously at herself and the cafeteria. Hopefully all she'd lose was her undies.

"She has no idea how, but she knows her clothes are disappearing."

"Well what would you like to see?"

"You know, I wonder if she got a itty bitty booty?"

"She's on several teams, no way, she's packing something phat."

"Only one way to find out."

The odd sensation rushed over Renee again as she felt a rush of wind between her bare legs. She quickly gazed down confirming her skirt had now dispersed from her form leaving her bottomless. The cool feeling of the bench on her buttocks sent her nerves into a frenzy as she tried to pretend to listen to her friends talk about the problems they were having with their boyfriends. "Apparently, I don't show enough skin, can you believe that Renee? Maybe I should be more like you and just cover all my goods. Leave them guessing." A blonde girl nudged at Renee who nervously smiled biting into the disgusting chicken.

The only ones who had noticed Renee's plump rump were the boys, as Tim slipped Jacob a five based on the shape of her generous rear.

Hopefully that's where it ends, Renee thought to herself, as she began thinking what to do after lunch got out.