You can't help yourself

Brittany is shocked to see you naked, but you can't help yourself. You are simply feeling too horny. In a second, your hand lowers and sinks into the fold of your pussy, brining shameful release in the form of pleasure. Brittany does a double take as you use your other hand to play with your left breast, tweaking your nipple, and move your hand quickly in and out of your pussy.

Looking again, Brittany has her phone out, and is clearly recording. You gasp, both from surprise at what she's doing and the pleasure from playing with yourself. You are just feeling hornier by the second.

"Surprised, bitch? This is going straight to the school feed, so everyone will know how much of a slut you are. Back at you for all you've done", she says with an evil smirk in her face. Then you remember all the evil things you had done to her, including stealing her boyfriend last year. You gulp as you realize what she said, but don't have time to think it over as pleasure takes over your body, and you let off a loud moan as you come, your juices leaking into the floor.

"Perfect, that slutty face is the ideal finish for this video", Brittany says as she stops recording. You then hear a few taps, and guess she is uploading it. In less than a minute the entire student body will get a notification for a new video in the feed. You want to run home and get clothes, maybe try to do damage control, but instead the voice talks to you again:

"You will make no attempt to hide your naked body, and go to class"

Suddenly, you don't feel the need to cover your body, and realize you need to go to class. Leaving Brittany behind, you leave the bathroom, while she is laughing her ass off. While you make your way to class, you see many people pointing at you and laughing, some watching something in their phone. You feel your cheeks go red, and want to cover your privates, but find yourself unable to do so. Your shame and humiliation grow as you make your way to class, and hear catcalls all around you. In the way there, you find Rosie, and go up to her.

"Hey Rosie, how have you been?", you ask her in your usual "nice girl" voice, which always seems to trick the idiots in this school, and trying to divert your attention from the humiliating experience. She, however, is well aware of our true personality. Silently, she considers how to humiliate you next and remembers a plan she had prepared before.

"I've been fine. Here, I got you the script for the speech you have to give in class", she tells you, and hands you a sheet of paper with some writing. You feel very grateful, and tell her so. You did genuinely need to give a speech, but until this point, this wasn't the script-

"I think we'll be great friends, Rosie", you tell her while laughing inside. Friends with this loser? Never!, you think. You feel a slight breeze, but still don't try to cover yourself up as you skim through the speech. There are a lot of degrading words, and a few sentences that make you blush, but you have to give the speech.

Soon enough, you reach the classroom. Rosie goes in ahead of you, and you walk behind her, then standing in front of the board with your speech in your hand. Your classmates and teacher look at you incredulously as you clear your throat to begin.