Yuki is made aware of her naked state but doesn't let Diane get away with it

As they entered the AV Club room, the shock was instantaneous, but the silence quickly morphed into a buzz of lecherous excitement as every boy in the room stared, unabashedly enjoying the sight of Yuki standing there, stark naked.

Yuki, realizing her state, gasped in horror, her hands moving to cover herself. But Diane, already recording with her phone, issued her ultimatum, "Oh, Yuki, looks like you've lost your outfit. But don't worry, I've got a way out for you. Give your speech just like that, or this video goes live on the school's website."

The room was thick with tension and eager anticipation. Yuki's mind raced, her options clear but fraught with consequences. The thought of giving the speech in her current state was unbearable, but the idea of fighting back sparked a fierce determination.

"No," Yuki said, her voice firm with resolve. "I won't give you that satisfaction. Give me back my clothes."

Diane raised an eyebrow, her smirk widening. "Oh, so you want to play it rough? Fine by me."

Without further warning, Yuki lunged at Diane, her nakedness forgotten in the heat of the moment. The room erupted into chaos, the boys cheering and shouting, enjoying the unexpected catfight. Diane, caught off guard by Yuki's ferocity, struggled to maintain her grip on both the phone and her bag, where Yuki's clothes were hidden.

First, Yuki grabbed the hem of Diane's white blouse. Diane, momentarily stunned by Yuki's boldness, tried to fend her off, her phone clattering to the floor as she reached for her bag. But Yuki was relentless, fueled by humiliation and desperation. With a swift tug, she pulled it up, buttons popping off and scattering across the floor. Diane's face flushed with embarrassment as her pink and black lace bra was exposed, her 34C breasts barely contained within it.

Diane, now more flustered, scrambled to cover herself, her hands moving to protect her chest, but Yuki was quicker. She went for the skirt next, a tight, navy blue pencil skirt that Diane wore to assert her position of power. Yuki's hands found the zipper at the side, yanking it down with enough **** to make it stick. Diane yelped, trying to hold the skirt up, but as she did, Yuki managed to slip her fingers inside the waistband, pulling it down over Diane's hips, revealing her matching black lace panties.

Diane's embarrassment was palpable; her cheeks were crimson as she staggered back, trying to keep her skirt from falling completely. Her legs, toned and slightly tanned, were now on full display, her thigh-high stockings with lace tops contrasting sharply against her skin. She attempted to pull her skirt back up, but the struggle only made it slip further down her thighs.

In the confusion, Diane's shoes were kicked off, leaving her in just her stockings, which were now sliding down as well due to the motion. Yuki, seeing an opportunity, reached for the bra. Diane's arms crossed over her chest protectively, but Yuki managed to unclasp it from behind. With a quick motion, the bra was undone, the straps sliding down Diane's arms. Diane tried to hold onto it, but it fell to the ground, her breasts now bare to the room, her nipples hardening from the exposure and the cool air.

Diane, now in a state of panic and humiliation, tried to cover her breasts with one arm while reaching for her skirt with the other. But Yuki wasn't done; she grabbed at the lace of Diane's panties, pulling them down. Diane shrieked, her hands moving frantically to stop Yuki, but the panties slid down her legs, revealing her neatly trimmed pussy and the rest of her body, which was as well-maintained as her outward appearance suggested.

Now, both girls stood naked in the middle of the room, Diane's body on full display - her slender waist, the curve of her hips, her small but defined rear. The room was silent for a moment, the boys' eyes wide, taking in every detail of the fight and its aftermath.

Diane, her pride and composure shattered, looked around with wide, embarrassed eyes, her hands moving to cover herself as best she could. The bag with Yuki's clothes was nowhere in sight, having been kicked away in the scuffle.