"Now, you already have your necessary sculpting supplies on your tables, so there shouldn't be any need for any of you to be walking around the room except to get a decent view of other angles." Ms. Lennon told her class. "Now, once Yuki removes her robe you'll be free to begin."
With an expectant look at Yuki, Ms. Lennon effectively began the day Yuki had been dreading. Taking a deep breath, Yuki firmly grasped the opening of her robe and quickly pulled it open and down, trying to get it over with before she thought about it too much. The resulting silence in the room was deafening to Yuki; not a single student made a noise as they drank in the sight of her naked body. This silence was only broken by a wolf-whistle from somewhere in the classroom. Fighting her instinct to clap her hands over her privates, Yuki forced herself to open her eyes and face the students. Upon doing so, her heart sank as she saw who must have been the source of the whistle- Trisha was sitting at the front of the class with a predatory grin on her face. Of course she and her friends would put Yuki in a situation where they could keep an eye on her, Yuki thought. It was the best way to insure she didn't find a way out.
"Now that's enough staring, class. Go on and get to work!" Ms. Lennon said, trying to put her students back on the task at hand. However, Trisha had put up her hand, asking for the teacher's attention. "Yes, Trisha? Is something wrong?"
"Well, Ms. Lennon, it's great that we have a live model and all, but what's the point if she's just going to be sitting on a chair all unnaturally like that?" Trisha asked, leading Ms. Lennon on with the way she phrased her question.
"Well, I suppose it's not the most natural pose, but what would you suggest? We can't have the model in some kind of position that would put too much strain on her." Ms. Lennon asked her student, her eyes betraying a curiosity that was more than just artistic.
"Well, what if she was bent over like she was picking something up? You know, something you might encounter in the real world." Trisha asked, her eyes showing an evil gleam that made Yuki's spine tingle with dread. "Or maybe just take away the chair, have her sit on the floor cross-legged. Then we wouldn't have to worry about trying to sculpt the chair as well as the model."
"Well, it would be unorthodox." Ms. Lennon muttered to herself, apparently weighing the options of Trisha's ridiculous suggestions. "I mean, if you honestly feel it would give your work a more natural feel..."
"Oh, I really would, Ms. Lennon!" Trisha said, joined by a few mutterings of consent from other students in the class. Yuki did not like the way this was going...
"Alright, since it seems a number of you agree with the idea, I suppose we can do that." Ms. Lennon said, turning to Yuki. "Yuki, if you wouldn't mind, please hop off the chair and-"