PART 12
Finally the bell rang. Katherine rushed out the door, holding her stack of books behind her. She practically ran into the nearest girl's room. Setting down her books she stuck out her butt and looked over her shoulder to inspect the damage. With her skirt down, the lower edges of her butt showed, but the split was not visible. She flipped up the back of her skirt. The rip was about four inches long, from the top of her pink panties to about midway down her butt. her cheeks bulged though, her crack plainly visible.
Katherine grimaced. With her skirt she was still hidden. But for how long? The split was bound to grow. She needed tights, something, to wear over her underwear. Tights, something!
"Ooh!" Katherine saw Abby behind her looking in the mirror. "That's a bad little split! I told you not to ruin any of my clothes!" Katherine flipped her skirt down, but not before drawing a laugh from the two girls who had entered with Abby.
"Let me see, maybe we can fix it." Abby walked over and flipped her skirt over again. Katherine flinched, did not resist. She needed whatever help she could get.
"Wow, that's got to be the fattest butt I've ever seen." The tall dark hair girl said with a laugh. Katherine yelped as the girl poked her cheek.
"totally, you ever get any exercise?" the other girl said, kneeling over and staring blatantly. Katherine grimaced at the remarks. What kind of 13 year old girls
were these?
"Well, it looks like we can sew this up no problem" Abby said. Katherine breathed a sigh of relief. The feeling of relief disappeared instantly as Abby grabbed the sides of her underwear and pulled them to the floor!
"ABBY!" Katherine screamed. She flipped the back of her skirt down. Abby took the opportunity to yank her panties off her right foot, then the other. This caused Katherine to stumble, falling against the sink.
"What are you doing?!" She screamed. The girls were all laughing, staring down at her. Katherine realized that she was standing legs apart, her vagina plainly visible. She slammed her legs together tightly and pulled down the front of her skirt.
"She doesn't even have hair yet!" The tall girl laughed.
"I'll let you in on a little secret: She's 19!" Abby said through giggles.
"Abby!" Katherine hissed.
"What?!" the two other girls said in shock.
"No, seriously" Abby assured them "She used to work with my sister."
"19? She doesn't look younger then us!"
"I know, right!"
All the girls laughed. Katherine hung her head, feeling the heat in her face. They were right! Here she was, dressed like a schoolgirl. Her small chest now completely flat, Her bare butt hanging out of her skirt. She felt like a complete child!
"Abby, i need my panties!" Katherine pleaded.
"Well, did you expect me to sew them while they were on you're butt?" Abby asked rhetorically. She shoved the pink underwear into her purse.
"I'll sew them in home ec, then you can get them back."
"when's home ec?"
"seventh period"
Katherine's jaw dropped. She had to go six more classes bare assed?
A loud chime came over the loudspeakers.
"Well, there's the bell." Abby said. "I'll see you in English, room 209." The three of them, still laughing, turned to leave.
"Don't be late! Hall monitors check for people ditching everywhere! Don't want you getting in trouble!"
Katherine heard the echos of the girls giggling as they left the room. She stood stunned for a moment. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. Still pulling the front of her panties forward, more then half her ass was visible. The two semicircles of her butt cheeks were plainly visible. She released her skirt to see how it would look. When she let it go she could see the lips of her pussy just below the bottom of the skirt. She couldn't walk around a public school like this? What could she do?
After long moments of panic she finally had an idea. Unzipping her skirt she pulled it down a few inches, to the widest part of her hips. She looked down: she was entirely covered front and back below the skirt. Above however the skirt road far too low, with the top of her crack above it in the back and the clean shaven area above her crotch in the front. However, her shirt covered that.
Katherine wasn't sure how well the skirt would stay up. The only thing keeping it up was the wideness of her hips. She felt the cold air on her bare crotch: almost stimulating, but it made her feel even more vulnerable. How did situations keep deteriorating like this? As if the embarrassing dress, the smashed down chest weren't enough. Now she was forced to attend a junior high school with no panties? What had happened to her life? No matter where she went, her age, her privileges and eventually her clothes were always lost.
Hearing the final bell, she rushed from the bathroom, taking careful steps to avoid losing her skirt.
The day dragged on and on. Katherine went from one class to another, being dragged along by Abigail and her friends. Every moment she was mortified, feeling how low and loose her skirt was on her hips. She felt the pleated skirt against her bare butt, knowing that a strong breeze would reveal her shame, her plump butt, the bane of her existence lately. She also couldn't help staring down at her flattened chest under her tight button up shirt. She knew everyone who saw her would think she was entirely flat. The restrictive girdle over her chest put constant pressure on her breast, making it hard to breathe.
But, so far she managed to keep herself concealed. She was alert to every breeze and step, not allowing for any exposure. She was NOT going to have her ass on display to a gaggle of junior high boys, or have her clean shaven crotch oogled by some teacher. Katherine promised herself this.
Abby chuckled when she saw Katherine's solution to her skirt situation.
"Very Creative." She said. Katherine kept an eye on the girl, but Abby made no attempt to expose Katherine. Maybe Katherine had misjudged her. After all, she was much younger then her sister. Maybe she thought of this like a game, and had no malicious intent. Katherine hoped that was the case.
Finally, after many nervous, boring classes Abby lead Katherine to gym class. After that was home ec, where Katherine would hopefully be returned her underwear. They entered the locker room, Katherine trailing behind Abby. Abby pulled out her spare gym clothes. Before handing them to Katherine though, she slyly grabbed her nail file. Without Katherine noticing she used it to slice the elastic linger at the top of the shorts. Not all the way through, just leaving a small strand.
Then she handed them to Katherine.
"These are my old gym clothes. You can't wear your uniform in P.E." She explained.
Katherine excitedly took the clothes. Finally, she would be out of this embarrassing school girl outfit! Nylon shorts and a cotton tee weren't exactly glamorous, but anything beat this!
She unbuttoned her shirt and removed it. Her hand shook as she set it down. She looked around nervously, hoping no one would look at her squished chest, she hurriedly slipped off her skirt. She caught a glimpse of Abby looking at her with a grin, and blushed bright red, exposed everywhere except the narrow strip of fabric with restricted her chest. She threw the shirt and shorts on as fast as she could then followed Abby into the Gym.
Everyone stood in lines, milling about until the P.E. teacher walked in.
"Alright, everyone quiet down!" She yelled, A gruff man with a beard, his presence silenced everyone. "Front of the Line forward to lead warmups!"
Katherine realized she was at the front of her particular line. With a nudge from Abby She stepped forward and turned around to face the row of junior high students. Abby smiled happily. She knew the elastic in Katherine's shorts didn't have long to live. Now she was standing before 100 students, unaware of the risk she was in.
"Alright, 20 jumping jacks, now!" He bellowed. Everyone began jumping. Katherine, her chest constricted, was breathing heavily after five. She continued to jump, unaware of the elastic in her shorts, unraveling strand by strand. Then, on jumping jack number 13, the thin stretchy band in the hem of her shorts finally snapped.
The entire gymnasium stopped. Everyone stared at Katherine, bare from the waist down to the pile of fabric over her shoes. Katherine, felt the breeze upon her. She looked around. All eyes were on her, but none on her face. She cranked her head downwards in terror. She prayed, hoped that she wouldn't see anything out of the ordinary. Instead she saw exactly what she had feared. Bare thighs and calves, white and curvy, leading up to an even paler clean shaven crotch. Her shirt stopped right below the navel, hiding nothing. Her legs were slightly spread, showing all.
She could feel the eyes of 200 preteens on her bare lower half. Finally she made herself react. She threw her hands over her crotch, wrapping her fingers between her legs. Realizing that her shapely backside was still exposed she bent down and pulled up her shorts, giving one last unhindered view of her bare crotch while her hands were occupied. She heard voices giggling, whispering to each other, or outright yelling catcalls. For almost every boy present it was the closest to a naked woman they had ever seen. She knew they would remember it their whole lives, laugh about it and tell people for years to come. In a way she realized it was her most permanent exposure. She felt how loose her shorts were and was forced to stand before all, holding up her malfunctioning clothes.
The gym teacher stood in somewhat of a shock. He had witnessed the entire scene and stood silently marveling at the girls shapely backside through it all. What kind of 13 year old had an ass like that? He forced the thought of his mind. He couldn't afford this to get out, who knew the scandal it would cause. He decided the best course would be to ignore it. Pretend nothing had happened.
"Alright, everyone be quiet!" He bellowed, silencing the youths instantly.
"Everyone, continue your warm up now!" Begrudgingly everyone started their jumping jacks again. Katherine stood, unsure how to proceed. After the remaining seven jumping Jacks, the teacher told everyone to reform their lines. Katherine waddled to the back of her line, trying to not make eye contact with anyone. She held her shorts up with both hands, terrified of another exposure.
"Alright, Now I want you all to take three laps around the gym! Anyone caught walking will have to start over! Now Move!" He blew his whistle, setting all the kids off. Katherine was caught in the mass migration, moving with a cloud of people mostly against her will. She just didn't want to be singled out for standing stationary. Running was no easy task in her current state however. She had to hold her shorts up, prevent her from pumping her arms while she moved. Her breathing was also restricted by the girdle around her chest. She struggled to keep up, her face growing even more red. It felt like everyone was still looking at her. Probably she really was the center of attention. No matter what she did she would be noticed as the girl who everyone had seen half naked, the girl who was trying to run and hold her pants up. She couldn't stop thinking of how much she stood out. She barley even noticed Abby grab a tennis ball from the side of the gym.
"think fast!" were the words that stirred Katherine out of her humiliating thoughts. She looked up just in time to see the ball about to collide with her face Instinct took over as she reached forward with both hands to catch the ball while still running. It was more a flinch then anything, to protect herself from the projectile. Two things happened though. First, by moving her hands up she realized her grip on her shorts. She ran several paces without even realizing, leaving her pants yards behind. Those behind her were treated to the hypnotic wave like motion of her butt as she stammered to a stop. Second, she caught the ball. Though now, it hardly mattered to her. As soon as the moment had passed she realized she was running still, naked from the waist down. the feeling was unmistakable. She was half naked again! She dropped the ball and cupped her crotch again and turned around, scampering backwards as fast as she could. She ran, looking intently for her shorts. They were gone! As she ran she realized that someone had picked them up. It could have been anyone! It hardly mattered. What mattered was the air across her wide hips and bare ass, the undecipherable feeling of being naked and knowing everyone could see her just by turning their head.
The class ran past her, those ahead running backwards to laugh. Katherine yelp when someone slapped her butt as they passed. She threw her hands down, pulling her shirt down in the front and the back. It hardly mattered. She managed to cover her crotch and part of her crack, but so much was still visible there was no missing the fact that she was bare below the waist. She turned in place frantically, seeing jeering faces every way she turned. Finally she just ran. She chose a direction and took off, her the sides and base of her buttocks flapping as she ran. She heard laughter behind her as she ran through the nearest door.
Once inside Katherine sighed, trying to catch her breath. As far as she could tell she was alone now. She stood in a empty locker room still trying to cover herself. She started frantically searching for something to cover herself with. A towel left out, extra shorts someone had forgotten to put in a locker. But, there was nothing. It was the cleanest locker room Katherine had ever seen. She unconsciously whined loudly, stomping her feet. She needed clothes!
Suddenly she heard voices. Male voices! She realized that in her panic she had run into the wrong locker room! This was the boy's locker room and people were coming!
Katherine had seconds. She looked around. She couldn't go the way she had come, not back into the gym. She couldn't go anywhere! At the last moment she ran to the bathroom. and jumped into a stall. She saw shadows on the ground as people came in. She could hear voices of boys laughing and joking to each other. She pulled her small feet up so they wouldn't be seen, pulling her knees to her chest.
"Man, I hope we win the game tonight!" She heard one voice say.
"I know, coach is gonna eat us alive if we loose again!" another responded.
"I just hate that we have to use this little kid gym!" came a third voice.
"I know, look how short these stupid urinals are!"
Katherine realized what these were not middle school boys. It was some sports team from a high school using the gym! Katherine began shivering. It would be even worse to be exposed to boys closer to her own age!
"well, if the urinals are too small use the stall." one suggested. Katherine froze. She began praying. No, No, anything but the stall!
"Right." The voice responded. Katherine saw the shadow coming towards her, blocking out all light. The Lock! she looked at the clasp on the stall. Unlocked! She moved forward, reaching for it with both hands. when she was mere inches away the stall swung open. A tall, thin black boy with a clean shaven head looked at her in shock. She sat frozen, bare legs in front of her, sitting on the toliet lid. Her hands were extended and she was leaning forwards, mid lunge. This showed her slit, bare and plainly visible.
"Woah!" He yelled.
"what's up?" someone asked.
"Guys, check this out!" He said, motioning others. Before Katherine could react two other teenagers, a few years younger then her peered in.
"wow!" one of them yelled, laughing.
"Is that girl bottomless?" One asked.
"yeah, can you believe it? A naked little girl in our locker room!"
Katherine, regaining some degree of sense, through her hands between her legs. She tried to ignore the little girl remark.
"Oh, I get it" one said. "this is one of those cheer leading hazings. Like when we were kids and Molly Goldberg got tied to the flagpole in her underwear!"
They all laughed. Katherine wished they would let her get away, but she was too scared to move.
"this girl, a cheerleader? Maybe when she grows some tits!" one said. They all laughed loudly. Katherine looked down. She kept forgetting how dramatically she had been reduced. With this damn girdle around her chest she looked totally prepubescent to these high school students! They were younger then her, seeing her half naked and totally dismissing her lack of charms.
Katherine rose, holding her shirt over her crotch.
"will you please help me?" She begged. " i need something to wear." Katherine hated what she was reduced to, but at this point she'd do almost anything to end her exposure.
"what do you boys think?" One asked.
"I don't know, hazing is part of the natural order, you know?" one said with a sarcastic laugh.
"right, we don't want to interfere."
"please...." Katherine whined, moving from one foot to another, looking like an anxious little girl. This drew even more laughter from the boys. "I'll do anything you want...." Katherine heard herself say, shocked by her own words. How desperate had she become?
"Anything? Nah, I like my girls with some curves. I think I'd get kicked off the team for doing anything with a little girl anyways." One laughed.
"I'm not a little girl!!!" Katherine yelled. She stomped her feet and pounded her hands on her thighs. She was so sick of being treated like this!
"Not a little girl, really?" One of the boys pointed. In her fury she had released her shirt. He gestured at her bare, hairless crotch.
"Maybe you haven't heard, but adults get a little hair down there, LITTLE GIRL" They all laughed as Katherine stood in shock. What was she doing? Had she lost her mind. She covered herself again. The boys stood there, grinning widely at her little outburst. Katherine looked down at herself. Vulnerable. Flat. Exposed. There was nothing about her to indicate she was actually a young adult. These boys were right to think she was just a little girl. Her reactions did nothing to help her case. She just felt so helpless! It didn't help that to her she always had looked too girly. Hearing it a hundred times was making her loose it.
She tried to clear her throat but it was too dry. She tried to stand straight but her knees were too shaky. She tried to make eye contact but was too ashamed to match eyes with the teenage boys. She just stood, quaking in place, feeling foolish and lost.
Finally one of the boys spoke.
"Well, I guess we better send her on her way."
"what?!" one of the others said, disappointed. He wanted this to continue.
"Right, let's give her something to wear... in exchange for a dance!" All the boys laugh as Katherine stood in shock. Dance?! She got embarrassed dancing under normal circumstances. Dance now, naked from the waist down? with an audience of boys to leer at her? no way!
"come on, shake that big old butt for us!" the nearest boy said with a laugh. He leaned over and slapped her butt cheek, the smack sound echoing through the locker room. Katherine squealed, a high pitch mousy sound that just encouraged more laughter.
Katherine's face burned with frustration and embarrassment. This boys would never help her, just tease her as long as they could. Well she had enough. She pushed by and started away, one hand holding her shirt down, the other hand open, fingers spread over her butt.
"Looks like two squirrels fighting in a bag!" One said, making an old joke about the jiggling of her backside. Katherine started jogging away, desperate to get out of sight. She rounded a corner and was greeted with the surprise of her life.
She had entered the showers of the locker room. Before her stood a half dozen boys, even more naked then her. They were all about the age of the others she had just seen, 16 or so. They turned to her in shock. Katherine stared back. She had never seen a penis in real life before. Now she was staring at a dozen. To her shock half of them rose to greet her. She watched as the boys grew hard at the sight of her exposed legs and hips.
Katherine stared, jaw limp. The boys stared the same way. Katherine instantly felt her own body respond. She felt herself engorge and moisten. Her hand over her crotch was instantly dampened with her juices. She believed herself to no longer have any interest in boys, her relationship with Sarah being enough for her. The site of a male growing hard because of her body proved her wrong, however. Dozens of fantasys instantly flickered through her mind. She wanted to drop to her knees and start sucking off the nearest boy. She had never felt anything like this before!
"Uh, do you want something little girl?" One boy said casually. She looked up. She flushed almost purple as she realized she had just been staring at his penis.
"Looks like she wants a load of you man" Another boy laughed.
The first boy looked her up and down then scoffed.
"Yeah, maybe in a few years. Run back to your kindergarten class kid." He said dismissivley.
Katherine couldn't believe it. She felt a violent desire for this boy, and he dismissed her like a little girl! The shame was too much. She turned and bolted, her jiggling ass a pleasant parting site for the boys who stood there.
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