That dress seems too horrid, you'd rather be seen in those terrible looking undergarments than in that dress. You fish out the panties and put them on. They're a bit tight, but manageable. The "bra" is a different story. Your breasts seem bigger than even it could handle. "One size fits most" indeed. the material is stretched so thin that the color of your nipples is barely visible underneath it. if that weren't bad enough, the straps holding it up seem over-stretched and just dangle on your shoulders. A flash and clicking noise from in front of you alerts you to a camera held by the principal. both he and Coach Roberts chuckle at the embarrassing clothes, and send you into the hall after the bell rings. They take several pictures of students reacting to your attire, along with your blushing face. You make it to your final class of the day - History with Mr. Morris. You rather like his class because he is he only teacher that seems to hate the popular girls because of their skimpy clothes. He usually brings them up to the front and tapes paper over the parts he thinks should be covered. It usually degrades the girls, and you love that they get taken down a peg. But now you walk into the room with more on display than anyone in the history of the school!
"Miss, what is the meaning of. of...THAT!" Mr. Morris yells, gesturing towards your outfit.
You march to the front of the class and explain the principal made you dress like this, but Mr. Morris doesn't believe you.
"In all my years of teaching, no student has ever given me such a lame excuse for their attire. To think that I would be so stupid to believe our own principal would let a girl walk around like this. It's insulting! and coming from someone as bright as you, I'm offended. I thought we were getting along well enough to be past such...idiocy!"
Your body turns beet red at being talked to like this by your favorite teacher. You just stand there, too degraded to respond.
"For your severe lack of judgment and utter stupidity, I'm going to have to make an example out of you." he announces.
He takes out a piece of paper and cuts two 1 inch circles and a three-inch tall triangle. with the scissors in-hand, he cuts your meager covering off your body, leaving you naked. You start to sob as he orders you not to cover yourself and to face the class. He then asks for three volunteers.
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