The Bus ride had been a joy for you. Though not as much for Melody. She spent the entirety of the rest of the trip begging you to reconsider and hiding in the seat from all the other kids, but her pleas fell on deaf ears. The bus stopped and she was forced to march along the bus isle and out into the chilly morning air. You both went your separate ways to your classes, her clothing safely tucked away in your backpack. She gave one final look of desperation at you, her hands held firmly over her tits and vagina, before accepting the truth and stepping into the hallways.
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It was hard to resist stripping every girl you saw and fulfilling every guys wet dream, but you somehow managed. There would be time for that later. You painstakingly made your way through your first two blocks, scarcely paying attention and thinking only of Melody.
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Homeroom was finally and it was lunch now, and you were interested to see Melody and how she fared. Before today, you and her were relatively unknown throughout the school. You had friends all over but were no means the most popular. This changed however today. The word that Melody Ansen, a very pretty young girl with beautiful dark skin and shining jet-black curly hair was walking around the school stark naked had spread like wildfire. Seemingly just as you sat down with your food, she walked in.
Instantly all the heads in the room turned to the doorway, yours included. It was hard to see her at first; she had a large crowd gathered around her. When you spotted her, you saw she had put her backpack on backwards and was using it as cover for her boobs. That was fine you suppose. One of her hands were spent covering up her pussy and the other was trying to hide as much of her bare ass as it could cover. Melody looked annoyed and beyond flustered at all the attention, and her cheeks were significantly darker than the rest of her face; not an easy thing to do with how bold and outgoing Melody normally was, not caring what other people thought. Once she saw you, she made an immediate b-line for you. She pushed pass the crown and stood as proudly as she could in front of you. Up close you could see her eyes were red and puffy. A dagger of guilt stabbed your gut.
"J-jack you have to let me get dressed! No one has stopped staring at me all-" She was cut off by all the noise of the crowd. "-all morning, and it's-" she tried again. " Oh for crying out loud! These people won't leave me alone!"
You smirked, amused by her predicament, but nodded anyways and stood up. "Anyone who is within 10 feet of Melody, except me, in 5 seconds must do gym in their underwear for the rest of the year!" You declare loudly, to great effect. Within seconds you and the naked Melody have all the room to have a peaceful conversation. Before you could begin, however, a girl you've never seen before, likely a freshman, burst into tears nearby. Too nearby, it would seem she would not have a good year in gym class.
Unconcerned, Melody turned back to you. Her voice was cold and rightfully unamused. "Jack, I get you've apparently got a... thing... for me, but making me go to school naked is beyond overkill, dontcha think?! Please let me get dressed again!"
Damn it. She was making a good point. A second dagger plunged itself into you. You were being cruel to your oldest friend. It was a real mark of your friendship that she was being so kind despite what you've put her through. "You're right Melody." You pulled out her clothes from your bag and handed them over. "You can go ahead and get dressed..." she beamed at you. "... after we eat."
Her smile wavered. "Seriously?"
You shrugged mischievously. "Hey, I enjoy the view, and we both know you'd keep me this way if I was in your... well I can't say shoes."
Despite her obviously trying to hid it, Melody smiled coyly in agreement. She punched your arm lightly, flashing her vagina for a brief second "You know, there are better ways of getting a girl's attention than forcing her to go naked you dipstick."
"Maybe so, I'll have to try them after you get dressed."
Melody nodded. She set her clothes down and, though still clearly embarrassed and covering up, went to grab food. As you forced yourself to look away from her ass and back down at your food, you heard a deep, painfully familiar, and pompous voice.
"What's happening here? The rumors are true? Melody Ansen is walking around without a stitch on?"
A much higher voice seemed to join in.
"What a little slut, trying to act embarrassed! Take off the backpack and show us all what you've got!
You look up protectively to see Melody looking down sheepishly, not thrilled to be in the center of attention again. Not that she ever really left it when she sat down, she was naked in school after all. In front of her was a boy and a girl, and you happened to know both of them. They were...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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