[Cormac29Ru]

The silence was crushing. Via blinked, confused, as were the other girls. While most girls were normally naked in the locker room, Lara’s shyness was a noteworthy exception. Normally, she went out of her way to get dressed under her towel. And now, here she was, topless in a thong, in the middle of the gym.

Nervously, Via took a few steps over and took the clothes from Lara. Lara smiled at her encouragingly and then once the clothes were out of her hand, instead of covering up, started clapping vigorously. Her energy seemed to break a spell over the room, and the rest of the team broke into loud cheers and clapping as well. The girls pounded Via on the back, and she threw a beaming grin at Lara.

In the tumult, Lara leaned back to Nicole and whispered, “Give your stuff to Renee.”

Nicole grimaced. “Are you sure?”

Lara kept a smile on her face, but her voice roared. “You were the one who kicked her towel away. Do it.”

Nicole wanted to object further, but the applause had died down and players started looking at her, with expectation in their eyes. Nicole nodded to them, and nowhere nearly as quickly, she peeled off her jersey, mentally cursing the fact that they had a built-in sports bra. She hesitated for a moment, almost posing with her rose colored nipples sticking out on her pert breasts and her thumbs hooked in her waistband, before slowly pulling her shorts down.

There was a sense of stifled laughter as Nicole’s pussy came into view. Her strawberry blond pubic hair was delicately carved into what looked like an arrow pointing downward to her pussy.

Still, she managed a smile and offered her stuff to Renee. Again, the applause and cheers went up, louder than before, as the tension seemed to leave the room. Nicole couldn’t bring herself to clap, and had to fight the urge to cover up. She was incredibly conscious of the sensation of air running through the room.

As the team began to filter out, Nicole stood awkwardly, looking at Lara for a clue as to what she should do. Even though the school was empty, the idea of walking through the hallway to the girls’ team locker rooms while naked seemed unsettling. Lara, however, was talking to the sophomores, her face bright with enthusiasm, still topless herself and seeming fine with it. Nicole shifted her weight, resisting the mounting urge to cover herself and exchanged a few high fives with teammates on their way out, along with some stinging butt slaps. A few moments felt like an eternity as she watched Lara talking brightly to Renee and Via. Still, Nicole had to admit, the two girls were smiling, and Renee even through a wave to her as she turned to walk out the door with Via, eager to get back to the locker room.

Nicole exhaled, disappointed to see the girls leave with her clothes and Lara returning empty-handed, and so Nicky finally gave in to the temptation to cover herself. It made her embarrassed somehow, as if the act of covering was an acknowledgement to her situation being embarrassing. Lara crossed her arms over her breasts and shook her head, the smile gone from her face. “That was close, Nicky. I didn’t think you were going to go that far with the girls. Jesus. You’ve got to be…” Lara was cut off by a high-pitched yell from the hall.

Both girls eyes widened. “What was that?” Lara’s voice was barely above a whisper.

“Not a clue.” Nicole felt sweat built up on her back.

“Christ.” Lara stared straight down at Nicky’s crotch for a second. “Alright. I’ll check. I guess I’m the more dressed of the two of us at present. Lara carefully padded over to the door and opened it before squeaking her way through and letting it close behind her.

Nicole felt the sweat increase. She was now alone, naked, in the school gym. She took a quick look around for something to cover herself with and came up with very little. As per usual, the girls had cleaned up after themselves, leaving nothing behind. Nicole considered trying to untie the volleyball net, but was worried about how long that would take and how much coverage it would actually bring her. Her planning was interrupted by another yell. That was definitely Lara’s voice.

Nicole padded slowly over to the door, hating the squeak of her sneakers, still covering herself. She took a hand off of her breasts and opened the door a small crack. There was no sign of Lara. There was however, another loud voice, one which was unquestionably male.

Nicky’s eyes went bright white. She stepped away from the door, closing it soundlessly. She quickly scanned the room, desperate for options. She looked up and saw the banners hanging from the rafters. If she climbed all the way to the top of it and stood on the guardrail of the umpire’s stand, she might be able to grab one of the championship banners and tear it down. Nicole turned and grabbed the stand and dragged it over to the wall, flinching at how loud it was even with the two wheels for movement.

She climbed up the steps and experimentally shook it. Her balance would have to be exact. She perched on it like a gargoyle for a second when the lights went out, plunging the gym into total darkness.

Nicole froze, afraid to fall. She listened carefully for a moment, but heard nothing. She began to step back down when she felt a cold click on her wrist. Panicking, she pulled back, nearly falling. Her wrist however, was tied tight to the stand. Nicole heard the door behind her open for a second, and tried to turn to see, but the light coming on blinded her momentarily.

Nicole locked down at her wrist. There was some metal band around it, and another band around the guard rail. She pulled at it for a second and realized that she was stuck. She heard the voices getting louder. She pressed herself against the wall, using her free hand to cover her ass as best she could, and closed her eyes against the inevitable.

“So, Bryan texted you saying he just found Lara Behrt handcuffed naked in the side hallway and we’re not running over there because why?”

“Because Bryan said if we did he’d snap our necks. You know he’s always had a crush on her.”

“Screw it, it might be worth it. What a luckyyyyOH MY GOD!!!”

Nicole cautiously opened one eye and saw Isiah and Chris from the wrestling team staring right at her. She was about to speak when things got worse. Isiah turned and yelled down the hall, “EVERYBODY GET DOWN HERE! Nicky Walshe is in here naked!” It was then that Nicole remember that they were also on student council.

The rest of the council filtered in quickly. Each person coming through the door was like a fresh blow to Nicole, as the process repeated itself; a gasp, laughter, the sound of digging for and turning on a cell phone, and more laughter.

Finally, Chris spoke up. “So, Nicky, why are you still hanging around?” The rest of the student council found this unbearably funny.

Nicky realized there was no logical way to explain this. “I… I got… pranked. Can someone get me loose.”

Isiah called, “Sure thing. Let’s get you away from that wall and get a good look at…the situation.”

There were more guffaws at this. Nicole had to take her hand off of her ass and grab the rail so she didn’t fall off the stand as they tipped it back to get it on its wheels and away from the wall. Nicole looked at the assembled student council and stared at her worse fears realized. She clasped her free arm across her breasts and then, when she heard the barrage of arrow jokes switched to her crotch, before twisting slightly and turning herself, which left her breasts and pussy somewhat covered, but resulted in her naked ass sitting on the rail.

Chris and Isiah made a big production of staring at her wrist, which was, of course, partially blocking her sn*tch.
Isiah tapped at his chin with a hand. “Hmmm. Heavy duty. What do you think?”

“Well, we could drag her down to the tech arts room and cut it with a torch?”

“Nah, it’s locked. What about sliding her wrist out of there?”

Bethany, one of the girls from the Chess Club, chimed in. “I’ve got a moisturizer in my purse.”

After a bit of planning it was decided that they would first have to tip the stand horizontally and get Nicole down to ground level to grease her up and pull her loose. Nicole struggled to climb over the front of the rail, aware of the angle she was at and where everyone else was in relationship to her. Bethanny called out to her in mock impatience, “Would you stop monkeying around and hurry up?”

Nicole stared daggers at her for a second, and then instantly regretted it when she saw the devilish smile spread across Bethany’s face. Finally giving up any hopes on doing this modestly, Nicole took her free arm of her breasts, grabbed the guardrail and threw her leg over it, trying to flash her pussy as little as possible. The buzzing murmur she heard as she did it confirmed her lack of success. She pulled her other leg over and then hung with both hands as Chris and Isiah tipped the chair to the ground.

“Hang on, let’s be safe about this.” Bethany yelled as she ran behind Nicole. Nicole yelped aloud as she felt the hands on her bare ass as she was lowered. “Sorry, Nicky,” Bethany called in a sing-song voice, “Did I startle you? I was afraid you’d fall.” Nicky gritted her teeth, ignoring Bethany’s nails digging in to her ass.

Once Nicole got to ground level, Bethany pulled the moisturizer out of her bag and started rubbing it on and around Nicole’s wrist, making sure to bump her away from the limited coverage of the stand. Nicole tried to keep her one breast and pussy covered with her free arm, but was aware of how exposed she was as her other breast shook slightly from the Bethany’s vigorous rubbing on her wrist.

Bethany stood back to examine her work and set a hand on the guardrail before pulling it back, as if it was hot. “Why is this damp?” she asked in mock indignation. “Are you…wet?” There was a roar from the crowd at this. Nicole simply glared at her.

Bethany shook her head. “Well, let’s have Chris and Isiah hold the chair down and Susanne, would you give me a hand pulling?” Susanne smiled brightly and nodded.

Bethany and Susanne grabbed Nicole by her free hand and pulled it away from her body. Nicole lowered her head, aware that she was completely exposed now. She briefly thought about protesting, but realized that it just might encourage something else.

Bethany whispered something to Susanne, who smiled and nodded, and they began to slowly pull and push at Nicole. Nicole could feel her breasts sway slightly, and the small wiggle of her butt. She tried to ignore the mocking calls of “Heave, Ho” and the growing sense that people were calling the “Ho” part with added zest right at her. Finally, after much straining, her hand slid through the cuff.

The force of the pull sent Nicole stumbling, and her momentum sent her down on all fours. Bethany and Susanne immediately ran over to help her up, each grabbing an arm and keeping it clear of her body.

Bethany leaned over and both she and Susanne swatted Nicole on the butt as hard as they could. “Great job, champ! Go hit the showers.” Courtney ran toward the door, fumbling with it for a second before managing to open it, the last sight her bright red butt as she headed toward the locker room.

*************

Bryan leaned against the wall outside, starting at Lara in her sweats with a smirk on her face. Lara smiled back. “What? Feeling deprived? Disappointed?”

Bryan smiled. “Disappointed. Lying about seeing a naked girl.”

“I’m sure you’ll catch the highlights online. Besides, you could have run down there instead of coming to me after the yelling and your text.”

“Not the naked girl I was interested in. I have to give you credit. This was pretty courageous. Sneaking around naked, trusting me not to spoil the whole thing. Or to take the chance to catch you naked.”

“I had some help with the plan. Besides, it’s easy to be brave when you are finally doing the right thing. Thanks though. You’re a good guy.” Lara patted the plastic bag with her and Nicole’s jerseys next to her. “I’ve got something to deliver. Will you be around later?”

“Yep. I just need to get the student council to vote yes on the Burke funding thing and then I’m free. It’s an amazing opportunity. How did you set this up?”

“She came to me actually. Do me a favor and don’t tell anyone that. Say she contacted you. I’ll make it up to you.”

Bryan smiled, playfully shaking his head. “Make it up to me?”

Lara headed to the door and threw a glance over her shoulder. “Later we can fix one of those lies you told for me. Think about which one you'd prefer to change while I’m gone, hmm?”