[ENF] High School Dare

[Kokopelli25]

CHAPTER 8

Ellie knew she wouldn’t be so lucky as to find every room unlocked - the shop with all the tools for metal and wood work was always locked for safety reasons, and apparently over break was no different. She hadn’t spent much time in there and wasn’t as interested as she was in the other rooms.

Ellie marveled at how quickly she had become, if not comfortable with walking through the school naked, at least accustomed to it. She had stopped covering herself and had even stopped tip-toeing around, assuming that if anyone -had- been in the building with her she’d have known by now.

Across from the shop was the art room. The art teacher was of a similar mind as the Librarian, wanting to allow students to express themselves whenever the impulse might hit; the outer door was unlocked and this time Ellie went right in without hesitation. To her slight dismay, the teacher wasn’t a complete fool; the door to the art -supply- room was locked up tight, and no amount of working the handle would open it.

Ellie wasn’t too surprised, though she was a little disappointed. She had seen photos of women at public events dressed in nothing but body paint - clearly naked but with breasts and pussy artistically “covered”. She had no desire to ever do such a thing, but she was in awe of a friend who once did that for a Halloween costume, painted up like a gorgeous butterfly.

Looking around the room she saw the stool where a model sat from time to time. No nude models in a high school class, but every year the art classes had a life model section where they could volunteer (fully dressed) to be the model for a class period in front of their classmates. The students always had fun calling for the most ridiculous poses.

Sitting atop the stool, Ellie looked over the empty classroom and wondered, if her friends and classmates were here now, what poses would they call out? Getting an idea, she hopped back off and put her camera on a desk, angled back to the stool. She hurried back to sit down before the timer hit zero, and sat in the classic “Thinker” pose, leaning forward with her chin on one raised hand, breasts dangling tantalizingly in a way that the original Thinker model could never had done.

As she sent the photo to Natalie she couldn’t resist tagging it with “What do you think?” That caught her short - she had been naked in the school for perhaps an hour, longer than any other time she could think of in her life (a long luxurious bath coming the closest), long enough that she could actually joke about her nudity? She knew she wasn’t an exhibitionist - if someone were to see her like this she would be utterly mortified. Clearly, though, she was becoming more comfortable with her own body, which was something. She wasn’t going to streak the school, but maybe at least she wouldn’t be so quick to put on clothes from now on whenever she stepped out of the shower.

Walking around the room one last time, Ellie spotted something that hadn’t been put away, a tube of something, hiding under one of the tables. It must have been knocked off and not cleaned up. Bending down, fully exposing her bare ass and vagina to the hallway door, she picked up a tube of blue acrylic paint. As she stood up again, the scrap box caught her eye - any drawing, painting, etc. that someone didn’t want to keep could be reused and possibly provide inspiration for the next person.

Pulling out a small sheet of canvas that was mostly white with only a small area painted, Ellie placed it on the nearest table. Biting her lower lip, she thought about whether she could go through with it. Her nervousness was back with a vengeance as she opened the tube with trembling fingers and, after a moment of hesitation, squirted out just a little directly on each of her rock hard nipples and then a little more. She used two fingers to spread the paint around so that it first covered her aereolas and then the rest of each breast, adding paint as necessary. Putting the tube down, she positioned the canvas just so, and then leaned over it, pressing her bare breasts against the cloth. The slight texture excited her nipples more than she expected and she shivered, goosebumps running down her naked body.

After a moment, she slowly pulled back, using her hands to hold the canvas in place. She looked down at her handiwork. If you knew what the “medium” was, you could see the painted image of her breasts, with a darker circle in the middle of each. Without knowing, the observer might wonder.

That was fine with Ellie - she didn’t want to leave anything too suggestive, but the thought of leaving an artistic image of her breasts for someone to find later, especially one that couldn’t be tied back to her, gave her a thrill she had never experienced before.

Replacing the tube of paint, she went to wash her hands, however she couldn’t wash her breasts in the same art sink, given the size and position of the faucet; she wasn’t concerned as she could just shower whenever she got home.

A small part of Ellie’s mind was screaming at her to stop pressing her luck, to get her things and go home. She had been naked in the building for over an hour, however, and with each passing moment she felt more and more alive. It was like an addiction - the euphoria had increased, and so had her sense of invincibility. The rush drove her to want more, and so she left the art room, carelessly leaving the door open as she headed further down the Arts hall. Being the good girl that she was, she had never used actual drugs and so hadn’t thought it all the way through, what happens when the high wears off…

[Kokopelli25]

CHAPTER 9

To Ellie’s disappointment, both the Home Ec room and the theatre stage were locked tight. Ellie surprised herself by realizing she had been wanting to walk around naked in both spaces. She actually -wanted- to get more pictures of herself, maybe one sitting naked behind a sewing machine as if making herself clothes to wear, or one an empty stage pretending to perform in the nude for her classmates.

The back-to-back obstacles were a letdown, and Ellie could feel her excitement slipping away. She stood in the hallway thinking how she could keep going, how she could keep from losing the rush that she now craved.

When the idea hit she took off running, bare feet slapping against the tile floor, echoing through the halls though Ellie no longer cared about noise. She quickly put her hands up to her breasts to keep them from bouncing as she ran, not caring that the blue paint hadn’t quite dried.

Like the doors to the room upstairs, Ellie knew she could open the double doors to the gym if she pulled on both at the same time and turned the handles just so. As big as the gym is was, there was always a ghost light on so anyone leaving the space didn’t have to worry about trying to exit in total darkness. Ellie walked in and almost immediately her eyes were drawn to the far wall where she could see a mobile rack with basketballs. She jogged over, not bothering to hold her breasts this time, and pulled the rack to the foul line. Never one for sports in high school, Ellie had played on some intramural teams in college and had gotten pretty decent at it. She decided with a grin that she needed to work on her free throws, however, and so after setting her phone and keys down she started to shoot one ball and then the next.

About every fourth ball went in, and after shooting all the basketballs on the rack she ran around collecting them all, returning them to the rack for another round. Before she continued, though, she decided to get one last picture. Walking over to the stands to prop up her phone, she tried to figure out how she could time the shot so the camera didn’t just get a photo of her standing there. Instead of a still shot she decided to get a quick video - she could edit it later to get just a screenshot of her in action. Setting it to record, she walked away from the phone, not thinking of how her bare ass was perfectly centered in the camera window.

She returned to the foul line and started shooting again. After several minutes of going all out, chasing down basketballs and restocking the rack over and over, Ellie stopped, breathing hard from all the exercise, her chest rising and falling with each deep breath. She put her hands on her hips and looked around at the space where she and her friends would come to cheer on the boys basketball team or for pep rallies before a football game. She always had a lot of school spirit, cheering, pulling her hair back into a ponytail with a school color hair-tie, painting little images on her cheeks with her friends to look like temporary tattoos. She knew she was pretty and that a few of the boys would always steal glances at her, and remembered she was always embarrassed, but she had enjoyed watching the games more and so tried not to let it bother her.

Standing in the middle of the gym without any clothing, Ellie thought to herself that if there had been a game right then that she’d be the center of attention, no matter what the score was. She slowly turned around to see all the bleachers, imagining that she was surrounded on all sides by fans and players, friends and strangers alike. The game would stop but not the cheering as they were all screaming for her. Camera flashes would light up the already bright room and the local news crew would be filming to show moments of the game later that night on tv. The naked girl would be the leading highlight and suddenly she would be exposed to thousands, maybe tens of thousands as people quickly called their friends and neighbors, telling them to turn on the tv, some might even be recording the news to watch it the next day. Between all the photos and recordings she would never know how many people had seen her naked, would never know if the photos had been posted online for others to gaze at.

The thought of it all dropped Ellie to her knees as the intense emotions of excitement and humiliation clashed with each other and she found her hands pressed against her wet pussy, one furiously reaching inside herself, while her knees and thighs were pressed together tightly as she tried desperately to not have an orgasm right now, right here in her old school in the middle of the gym, and eventually she failed at trying and just let the waves of pleasure roll over her as she collapsed sideways, writhing on the floor.

The remainder of the blue paint had started to run again, both on her breasts and her hands, small drops of it winding up on the floor of the gym. After laying there for a moment to catch her breath, Ellie struggled to her feet and stumbled over to pick up her phone and look at the camera app. With her mind still in a fog, she scrolled back through the video to when she was shooting free throws. She paused on one moment where she was in perfect form, capturing a screen shot that she would send to Natalie. Her mind still wasn’t completely focused on her current surroundings; she connected to the school’s wi-fi network right away this time, but for some reason when she went to text Natalie it took a lot longer for the message and attachment to go through. She assumed that the signal was weaker here in the gym and didn’t think anything of it when the text and full file finally finished sending a moment later.

Covered in sweat, paint, and her own juices, Ellie smiled as she knew where she was heading next - one last stop and then she’d head home. Standing up, she made her way on wobbly legs to the locker room hallway at the back of the gym. Taking her camera wristlet in one hand, she had just enough presence of mind to remember to grab her keys. She’d be screwed if she left those behind.

[Kokopelli25]

CHAPTER 10 (preview)

“Alright everyone - time to wake up, we’ll be home in 10-15 minutes.”

“What time is it?”

“About 5:15am - we’re back a lot later than we planned because of an accident that shut down the highway - most of you slept through it. Be sure to wake up anyone around you who’s still sleeping. We’ll be at the school soon and your parents should be waiting - they were all notified about the delay. Everyone needs to help take the equipment and school instruments in, that way we can get it done quickly!”

*******

Ellie made her way back to the locker room hallway.

[Kokopelli25]

Hmmm…was hoping there would be more interest, at least a few more views/likes…lots more to the adventure still to come…

🤔

[dolpa1]

Yes. Please continue. I was reading it.

[Kokopelli25]

CHAPTER 10

“Alright everyone - time to wake up, we’ll be home in 10-15 minutes.”

“What time is it?”

“About 5:15am - we’re back a lot later than we planned because of an accident that shut down the highway - most of you slept through it. Be sure to wake up anyone around you who’s still sleeping. We’ll be at the school soon and your parents should be waiting - they were all notified about the delay. Everyone needs to help take the equipment and school instruments in that way we can get it done quickly!”

*******

Ellie made her way back to the locker room hallway. She paused outside her destination, suddenly getting an idea and continuing down the hall. Passing up the chance to enter the girl’s locker room, Ellie found herself standing outside the boy’s locker room instead.

She had been naked in her old school for almost 2 hours, the only items with her a wristlet with her phone and a bracelet/keychain. No shoes, no jewelry, nothing else. She had been naked in a classroom, the art room, even the library before finally shooting basketballs in the buff in the school gym, resulting in an incredible orgasm moments before.

Yet she was as nervous as she had ever been since she first walked in the school. Maybe the orgasm had stripped away some of the endorphins and adrenaline that had kept her going, maybe it was the thought of entering the -boys- locker room, let alone without any clothes. Either way her heart was pounding and her breathing shallow. She slowly pushed open the door, hands covering herself for the first time since she had left the library almost an hour ago. Bracing herself she turned the lights on, seeing nothing but an empty locker room.

Walking gingerly past the open lockers and benches, she made her way back to the shower room. If anything her nervousness had grown since she had entered. Her plan had been to take a quick shower, but she was concerned that the sound would not only attract attention but prevent her from hearing anyone who might sneak up on her.

This was silly, she told herself. She had been in the school by herself for almost two hours without encountering anyone. It was spring break and no one was around - she hadn’t even seen any cars in the parking lot when she walked through it a couple hours ago. She set her keys and wristlet on a bench, walked up to a shower and turned the water on, shrieking and jumping back as the cold water splashed on her bare skin. It had been three years and she had gotten used to having hot water whenever she wanted it, forgetting that the high school showers took forever to warm up.

Not wanting to wait that long (no one else was around, but why push her luck?) Ellie forced herself to take a cold shower. Gasping as she stepped back under the water, her skin immediately had goosebumps everywhere. She had no soap, but managed to rub the paint off her breasts and hands. For the first time in awhile she decided this want something she needed a picture of - she wasn’t a porn star, and rubbing her breasts to get paint off wasn’t an image she felt she needed to share with Natalie.

The sweat was replaced by the freezing water dripping off her naked skin. She didn’t think it was possible, but the cold had made her nipples even harder. Rinsing off her breasts had been a challenge - she was still hyper-sensitive from her orgasm, and every brush of her fingers against her nipples sent a shudder through her body. She finished her shower without incident, even rinsing off her hair before finally turning off the water.

It was only then that she realized her mistake - she had nothing to dry herself with. Shivering, she put her arms around herself. She didn’t want to get her clothes and put them on while her body was wet, not with the long walk home and the chill in the air. After picking up her wristlet and keys she looked around as she walked back through the locker room, but couldn’t find anything to dry herself - no towels, no clothes, not even any paper towels in the bathroom as the dispenser was out.

She turned the lights off and walked out of the boys locker room and realized some of her nervousness was gone. No one had walked in on her, and as far as she could tell, she hadn’t missed anything while under the roar of the water - the school was as quiet as it had been moments earlier. Regaining a little of her confidence she decided it was almost time to go, but first she needed to dry herself and it seemed as though air drying was her only option.

A faint smile came to her lips as she realized she could have one last moment of naked mischief while drying herself off. Making sure her wristlet and key chain bracelet were secure around her wrist, she took off. The chill of the water was replaced by the chill of the breeze she created by running down the back hallway. She came to the cross hallway, the one she had originally entered when she broke into the school - was it really two hours ago? Continuing down the hallway she came to the far stairwell she had been on once already tonight; not the grand stairs by the main entrance, but farther down the academic hallway.

Never one to shy away from exercise, Ellie took the stairs at a run and turned down the 2nd floor hallway. To her shock there was a room up ahead with a light on! Her heart was pounding as she skidded to a halt, her bare feet sliding a bit on the tile floor. She started breathing again a minute later when she realized it was simply the speech room she had been in already that night. Chagrined, she realized she must have left the lights on in the room and started walking to the double doors.

[slammerkin]

Great story, I really hope you'll continue

[Kokopelli25]

CHAPTER 11

“We’re here and it looks like your parents are waiting! I know everyone’s tired, but if we all pitch in we’ll be done quickly and you can get you home to your comfy beds. I asked Mr. Grant to pull up right to the main entrance. Everyone take a quick moment to look around and pick up any trash before we get off the bus!”

*****

Ellie didn’t spend any time in the speech room, she simply reached in and turned the lights off. Closing the doors, she set off down the hallway to the main staircase by the entrance. She’d go grab her clothes and get dressed for the first time in awhile and then finally head home. She started to realize just how tired she was - the adrenaline had mostly worn off and exhaustion was kicking in.

*****

“The light up there just went off.”

“What?”

“Mr. Jackson, there was a light in a room on the second floor but it just turned off.”

“Okay,” Mr Jackson sighed to himself. “Section leaders, please make sure all of your instruments make it off the bus and get checked in at the music room. Don’t leave until you’ve checked in with me - I’m running upstairs quickly. Let’s go, everyone off the bus - be careful carrying everything!” Mr. Jackson, the band director, was the first one off the bus. He walked over to the front doors and started to unlock them as the first students filed out of the bus.

*****

Ellie continued down the hall, deeming herself dry enough that she could get dressed now. Her hair was still wet but there was nothing she could do about that, other than putting her hair up using her keychain bracelet. Approaching the main staircase she put her arms up as she started to manipulate her wet hair into a bun. She lowered her head and looked down, both to make it easier to put her hair up and so she wouldn’t trip going down the stairs. It was tricky with her phone wristlet getting in the way, but by the time she hit the landing halfway down she had gotten it. She looked up and glanced out the window, her heart stopping as her eyes went wide.

She couldn’t breathe, couldn’t move. She knew the bright lights outside and the darkness inside made the window a one-way mirror which should keep her from being seen, but she was worried that any movement she made could still be noticed somehow - the human eye is drawn to movement, she knew. What she didn’t know was that the whole notion of a one-way mirror only worked if it was nearly pitch dark on one side, which it wasn’t, and the lights on the other were precisely aimed, which they weren’t. The result was a sort of after-image style, where a person on the lighted side could kind of see their reflection and kind of see inside, an overlapping of images that looked blurry and distorted, making it tough to see what exactly either image was.

*****

“Um, Mr. Jackson? I think there’s someone in there.”

“What? Where?”

“On the stairs - it looks like someone’s on the stairs, and it looks like...”

“What? What does it look like?” From where he was by the doors, Mr. Jackson couldn’t see the stairs so he started walking back to the bus where the students were standing around.”

“It looks like the person is, well, naked.” The observant student and a few others pointed at the window.

“Damn, one of your classmates playing a prank, no doubt. Okay, everyone start taking your stuff in to the music room. I’m giving the key to Mrs. Turner - Shannon, please get everyone checked in. Section leaders should stay, everyone else is excused when the bus is unloaded and everything back in the music room. Tom, once the bus is empty will you lock it and join me inside to see what’s going on? The kids said they also saw a light get turned off on the second floor so meet me up there.”

[Kokopelli25]

CHAPTER 12

Ellie didn’t think she could panic any more than she was until she saw some of the people outside pointing up at the window! Oh, God, they had seen her! For several seconds she just stood there frozen for all to see, not knowing if they could tell who it was or what she was doing. Seeing a few people start walking toward the entrance spurred her to action and she turned around, unwittingly presenting her bare ass to the window and all outside as she ran back up the stairs. Reaching the second floor, Ellie ran back down the hallway to the room where she had started it all. Forcing the doors open she ran in and frantically looked for a place to hide.

*****

Mr. Jackson started walking up the stairs. He was exhausted but knew that he couldn’t leave so long as there was someone running around the building. He didn’t exactly believe that the person was naked, but he also knew his students weren’t ones to make stuff up. Probably just the exhaustion messing with everyone.

Reaching the second floor he headed down the hallway in the direction of the room in which his students said they say saw a light go out.

*****

Ellie couldn’t make up her mind and decided that instead of trying to hide in the speech room that she’d run down the nearby stairs and go back to the locker room - maybe they wouldn’t bother going all the way back there and she could hide until everyone was gone. Stepping out into the hallway, she turned back to the doors to close them. As she reached out, one hand on each door handle and none available to cover herself, she looked down the hallway and saw someone step into view and turn her way - oh, God, someone was looking right at her! She didn’t bother with the doors but took off running, once again showing her bare ass to whoever it was, and turned the corner before flying down the stairs.

*****

The band director definitely saw something, a person running away from him down the hall, but he couldn’t tell who it was or even if it was a boy or a girl - the hallway was just too dark to make anything out. He was a big guy and couldn’t go fast, but he heaved himself into a jog to try and catch up with whomever it was.

*****

“Mrs. Turner? The lock I used at regionals is actually the lock from my school locker - can I go put it back? It’s just down the main hallway, it’ll be quick.”

“That’s fine, Rachel, just be sure to put your instrument away first.”

*****

Ellie reached the first floor and without thinking turned to go down the hallway where the locker was in which she had stashed her clothes. She had only gone a few feet when she realized her mistake - the other end of the hallway was filling with people! Everyone was entering the building and turning away from her to go down the Arts hallway, but she knew that before long someone would turn this way and see her.

Knowing it was now or never, Ellie started down the hallway, hands covering her breasts and bare pussy, slowly walking on the balls of her feet not to make any noise. She was beside herself with fear and embarrassment - she was completely naked and she was willingly walking -toward- other people!

Just as Ellie was about halfway to the locker, at the far end of the hallway the traffic started to be two-way. The earliest people to walk in had apparently finished whatever they were doing and were now walking out. Most of them were talking to one another, looking sideways and not straight ahead, but it would only take one. Ellie was completely exposed, with nowhere to hide and nothing but her hands to cover her. She froze, worried again that any movement would attract attention, when it happened. One girl didn’t turn toward the entrance, but instead kept walking, looking down at something in her hands for a moment, and then up, staring right at Ellie.

[Kokopelli25]

CHAPTER 13

Rachel was far enough away not to recognize the naked girl, but just close enough to see that the unknown prankster was in fact not wearing any clothes or even shoes.

Ellie couldn’t speak, she just shook her head, silently pleading with the other girl not to give her away. She slowly started to back up, desperately trying to hide her nudity from the student staring at her. For a second Ellie thought she might have won the teenager over, when the girl turned around to yell to everyone else “She’s here! The woman from the window is here down the hall! And she’s naked!”

Ellie took off running the other way.

Rachel wasn’t sure what to do - should she run after the naked woman? It wasn’t like the other person could be concealing a weapon. Before anything else, however, she wanted to get her lock back on her locker in case there were other people stealing things - by the time she did that maybe some of her classmates would catch up so she wouldn’t be chasing down the stranger by herself.

*****

Ellie couldn’t think, only react and act on instinct. She just wanted to get away, she didn’t even care about her clothes right now, she could come back for them. As long as no one recognized her, she’d still be ok...

Rounding the corner, she collided with the teacher who had seen her upstairs and had just made it downstairs in his pursuit. They both fell to the ground, but where Ellie was agile enough to catch herself and land on her bare bottom sitting up with her arms and legs spayed out to the sides, Mr. Jackson had fallen face first to the ground at Ellie’s feet. Ellie recovered first. Brushing her hair out of her face she looked down, not sure which was more horrifying, who the teacher was or how he had landed, with his eyes staring right at her bare pussy. “Mr. Jackson...?!?” she whimpered.

The band director started to stir. Ellie had liked him as a teacher in high school and he and her father were good friends. She wanted to see if he was okay, but she could hear footsteps coming down the hallway and she didn’t dare stick around. Getting up meant giving her father’s friend a closeup view of her breasts; all she could do was pray he was staring at them and not her face, which had turned bright red. Running past him she didn’t even bother with the locker rooms, she simply yelled “I’m sorry!” and ran out the back doors to the maintenance bay.

*****

“Mr. Jackson! Are you okay??”

Rachel and three other students turned the corner to see their band director struggling to his feet and a naked woman with long hair running away, shouting “I’m sorry!” Their band director wasn’t in the best of health to start and in the fall he had hit his head. Unable to stand, they had him lie back down.

“Someone call an ambulance!”

“Cell phones don’t work in the school, remember?!?”

“Shit! Well someone do something!”

Rachel, having been the first one shocked at the night’s events, had retained her wits faster than the others and ran for the fire alarm. Breaking the glass, she pulled it.

*****

Ellie had run outside and hid behind one of the district’s pickup trucks that drove around hauling landscaping equipment. She figured she could hide under the truck if anyone came out; it was dark enough that unless they were searching with flashlights she should be able to stay hidden.

Without warning, lights started to flash in the building and a wailing horn sounded every other second - holy shit, they pulled the fire alarm! Were they that desperate to catch her??