This choice: the kids take your dress and panties • Go Back...Chapter #7the kids take your dress and panties by: JamesWeasley   "It is none of your business what I am wearing, you damn teenagers!" You state angrily. Today had been a nightmare so far, but it could still be taken back. "Now, I forbid anyone from saying another word on the matter. Get out your notebooks and start copying these notes down."
You turn to the board, painfully aware that most of the class were likely trying to see more of your underwear through the hole, and start to fill out complex equations as kind of a punishment for the class being so inappropriate, but also because they were things you needed them to know for the coming chapter. After a while, you turn back to see the class obediently taking notes, wit a few drowsy heads tilted down. What you fail to notice, is the nasty look given from a boy in the middle of class. This was not a look of hatred or loathing, but rather of lust and wanting. You turn back around to explain further, and the moment you do, you feel it. Hands up your dress and snagged around your tight panties.
Heat fills your face as you turn to meet the perpetrator, but the second you do, your panties get pulled down to your ankles, somehow slipped under your feet, and off. You can't see the face of the boy that stole the, but he quickly camouflaged himself among the small sea of students in your direction. Panty-less, you faced down the class that clearly knew what just went down and what you weren't currently wearing.
"Okay, you brats have gone too far this time! Which one of you did that?"
The classroom broke out in noise. Most of the students were playing dumb and asking what happened, just to get you to admit that you were forced into being commando, or else blaming somebody else.
"Get her dress now!" You snap your gaze to the boy that declared war on you through the fog of voices. It was a boy with jet black hair and he was holding your panties like a trophy. As if it were rehearsed, an alarming number of students rushed you. They pinned you to the wall, forced your arms behind you, and began to pull your dress over your head. You tried to wrestle them off, but they were overpowering you easily. No matter how much you thrashed or pleaded, they didn't concede.
"W-wait! Stop!" You cried through your intense blush as you felt your dress rise over your waist, revealing your womanhood to a group of teenagers. They didn't listen and before long, your dress was off and distributed among someone in the class. Oh god you were bottomless in your classroom! Red filled even more of your face as you pictured what the class could see. Speaking of pictures, You could hear the distinctive clicking sound as the mob surrounded you with smartphones and cameras. There was no way this be any worse! With your arms pinned, all you could do was look down. Your eyes widened in humiliation. It was worse.
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