Going to School Naked (new 4/5)

[perseus]

This story is incredible! I haven't even read part 3 yet but I had to comment! I can't wait to see how Callie's day goes! Will the teachers try to send her home or give in an let her continue her day naked. So many possibilities! I'm very interested in the sequel story as well! I'm hoping that at some point in the day, Callie trims her pubes a little.

Great story and premise for a story! Can't wait for the next part!

[perseus]

This story and set up is amazing! I can't wait till the next part is out! Hopefully soon! I'm bummed she took back some of the rules but hopefully that she'll reinstate some of them soon. Or that no one offers her anything

I really hope the next part is soon!

[neverdoubted]

Organizing her thoughts, the jittery, naked teen paced outside the art classroom but hesitated to enter. She had chosen this as her first destination because it was such a natural fit. Having started at the end of the auxiliary wing of the school, she didn't have to travel far to reach it. And she was already scheduled to be here for her second period "Intro to Art" elective.

But most importantly, the school's art instructor was the least likely to overreact to a female student showing up to her class naked. The woman considered no subject taboo or off limits and treated her room like a fine arts gallery. She even had a few famous nude portraits hanging.

Squaring up to the entrance for about the tenth time, Callie reached for the door handle with a trembling hand...and froze. She had been fantasizing about walking into class naked ever since she left her house this morning. But now that she was face to face with it, she couldn't turn the handle.

Feeling a surge of existential fear, she instead retreated all the way back to the mouth of the stubby hallway that branched off from the main elective corridor before regaining control of herself. As much as the fantasy excited her, it was all hypothetical if she was too scared to actually go through with it. Finding an opening, her sensible side used the moment of uncertainty to break through and pepper her with more doubts.

"Be honest, girl. You don't have the guts for this. Look at you - hiding out in a back hallway. Too scared to even enter an empty classroom! What are you going to do when they're full of students? What are you going to do when the rumors start swirling? 'Callie Hennerson had a mental breakdown and went to school naked.' As if you could impress anybody. You'll leave an impression, all right. The impression of a mental patient!"

With a huff, Callie spun and located the closed door at the far end. She knew irrational fearmongering when she saw it and wasn't giving up this easily. Just like she had been doing all morning, she just needed to conquer her fear and stick to the script. Walking toward the door, she silently recited the excuse she had hastily constructed to explain both her unexpected presence and her lack of clothes to her Art teacher.

As a member of the Teacher's Aide Club, she intended to volunteer her services for first period - anything to avoid Speech class and Ewett. If everything went smoothly, she would assist Mr. Lejune with whatever she did during the first hour of the day and would already be in her seat when second period class rolled around.

In her seat...naked! Callie shivered and had to reach for the wall to steady herself as a pulse radiated out from her sizzling loins. The continuing aftershocks from her earlier orgasm were a strong motivator. Letting the thrill inside her reassert itself, she straightened up and closed the remaining distance to the door.

She had already worked out what she was going to say about why she was showing up to volunteer naked. Whether her teacher would buy it or not was another matter. But if she couldn't convince someone as open-minded as Ms. Lejune to let her attend class au naturel, she was in for a long and very difficult day.

Her plan was simple and her path clear. But when she reached for the handle again, she got another overwhelming urge to turn around and flee for her life. It turns out there's a huge difference between planning to walk into a classroom completely naked and actually doing it. And her sensible side was doing everything in its power to deter her.

Some classes had a small window set in the corner of the door. Unfortunately, this wasn't one of those classes. To calm her nerves, she leaned against the frame and tried to picture what awaited her inside. This early, the instruction area of the classroom would be nothing but empty desks. But from the glow underneath the door and the sound of soft classical music coming from the mp3 player, she guessed Ms. Lejune was somewhere inside - probably seated at her desk organizing the day's agenda. Completely oblivious to the naked girl standing just outside trying to work up the courage to enter.

Like many of the elective classrooms tucked into this remote wing of the school as if an afterthought, the Art room was oddly shaped. It was a fat trapezoid with one of its corners cut out because the space was needed elsewhere. At some point in the school's history, the shortest wall had been knocked down to merge this class with another, poorly conceived room. Ms. Lejune had turned this second, smaller space into a formal drawing studio in the round. She kept it partitioned from the classroom proper with a red velour curtain.

"Once zero hour starts winding down, these halls will be crawling with students. But it's not too late to back out," her internal voice pleaded with her, "If you leave now, you can probably make it to the nearest bathroom without anyone seeing you."

Callie gritted her teeth. She wanted to stay strong and keep subverting every instinct telling her to play it safe. But the longer she stalled out in the relative safety of this remote hallway, the harder she found it to take that fateful last step into the Art room and make her nude presence known.

Every day, without a second thought, she strolled right into that very room along with her classmates. Maybe she wasn't the most popular or memorable, but she did have a decent reputation. Did she really want to throw that all away forever? And for what?

"...This is utterly insane," she finally admitted out loud with a heavy sigh. Releasing the handle, she backed warily away from the door. The risks were just too great. Coming to her senses, she shuffled back to the mouth of the main hall - her whole body trembling for a different reason now.

Abandoning her ill-conceived plan to spend the entire day at school naked took a weight off her shoulders and brought her clarity of mind. But it also brought an acute awareness of her unclothed state. She needed to get to the bathroom by the robotics lab immediately and hide out there until the start of first period. Only after the students were all inside classrooms would she try to figure out how to make her way to the gym without being seen. She would find clothes in the locker room - steal them, if necessary - and make her way back home.

She would miss a few of her classes with no excused absence. And she was giving up on another explosive orgasm. But maybe it was for the best. At least she wouldn't have made the worst social mistake of her life.

Shifting her goal to surviving and escaping this predicament she had foolishly blundered into, she leaned just her head and shoulders around the corner and peered down the hall to see if the coast was clear. But no matter how hard she squinted, to her frustration, her eyes failed to focus. Everything beyond the first twenty feet or so was a blurry mess. Counting on her other senses to get her through, she held her breath and listened intently for any sign of another person. She was alone...for now. But as any naked girl who finds herself stuck in the middle of her school with classes about to begin any minute would agree, she couldn't afford to waste another second.

With her heart pounding and her lungs threatening to hyperventilate, Callie reviewed the mental map of her route to the bathroom and steeled herself for a potential mad dash. Even this journey, while not nearly as dangerous as being in class where everyone was sure to see her, still carried an elevated risk of exposure - as her fluttering pussy and tightening nipples were quick to remind her.

She wasn't sure she could run in her current state. She could barely do anything but waddle right now with her loins all knotted up inside her. But though she wracked her brain one last time before leaving the safety of her hallway, she couldn't think of any better option.

Just then a slamming door made her heart skip a beat. Hearing footsteps echoing down the main hall in her direction, she scrambled back from the mouth of the corridor. Someone was coming! Spinning in a full circle, she searched frantically for somewhere to hide her naked shame. Running over to a small lip set into one of the side walls, she checked if she might use it to remain undetected as the intruder passed her by.

But at only three or four inches wide, the lip wasn't nearly big enough. No matter how flat she pressed her back against the cold, painted cinderblock, critical parts of her bulging anatomy could not be concealed.

A teen boy's voice rang out and another answered it with a hearty laugh. They were definitely headed her way. Callie mentally kicked herself for dithering in indecision and failing to act sooner. If she had been more assertive, she would be hiding out in a bathroom stall right now. But because she couldn't make up her mind, it was too late...or was it?

Stepping away from the wall, she spun frantically again until she was facing the Art classroom. It wasn't too late to go back to her original plan. Despite all the risks involved, taking her chances with a female teacher was far better than having her naked body about to be discovered by two of the luckiest boys in her school.

From the sound of the voices and growing footsteps behind her, she only had seconds to spare. Lunging for the handle, she threw open the door and charged through it - making sure to pull it tight behind her lest the boys grow curious and come to investigate the sound.

Heat bloomed from her middle and her leg wobbled as she found herself standing in a real live classroom at her school with nothing on. She had done it! She was officially going to school naked!

Losing herself to the surging thrill, Callie let her left hand slide around her stomach while her right hand dropped to squeeze her thigh. With a gasping breath, she succumbed to her own pleasure signals and was just about to reach between her legs when the sound of a desk chair scraping against the linoleum interrupted.

"Calliope? What on Earth-?!" came a startled woman's voice.

Ordering her eager hands to pause, Callie peered in the direction of Ms. Lejune's desk and tried to get her watering eyes to focus. As a blob rose and gradually came closer, she did her best to present a sense of normalcy despite her nude state and the invisible squeezing hand that was clamping down over her pussy. Within seconds, the blob had formed into the shape of her teacher.

Callie had rehearsed this moment in her head. But rather than calmly delivering the measured line she had practiced, she blurted out a harried excuse for her nudity.

"IT’S A PRANK!"

"A...prank?," asked Ms. Lejune, crossing her arms and puckering her lips.

"YEAH-I mean, yes ma'am," Callie responded bashfully. She had never wanted to cover up more in her life. But fighting an internal struggle for modesty, she remembered her own rule and did not cover her privates as she went on to deliver her flimsy explanation.

"To keep my spot in the Teacher's Aide Club, I had to draw a challenge out of a hat - kind of like a hazing thing. And my challenge was to go to one of my teachers n-n-naked and offer to assist them for an entire period."

"So, this is a hazing thing?" Ms. Lejune asked, her left eyebrow rising.

With a tense smile, Callie clenched her hands into fists and looked up at the woman. "Yes, ma'am, heh," she answered, trying to add a playful giggle to the end of it. But the nervous laugh that came out only made her sound more guilty and untrustworthy.

Ms. Lejune did not say a word as she made a slow lap around the trembling naked student. She had a look on her face - the same one she got when she was appraising fine art. Callie tried to respond with innocent serenity. But she kept getting distracted by her tingling nipples and the jolts between her legs that were making her squirm subtly and feeding the blush on her cheeks.

A frightening thought occurred to her. Could Ms. Lejune tell she was turned on? Could she guess that’s what had actually led Callie to be standing in her classroom with nothing on? That she had handed control of her actions to her most basic sexual urges?

Suddenly, Callie felt foolish and transparent - like the worldly woman saw right through her flimsy prank excuse. But it was too late to do anything about that now. She could only stand there and wait for the appraisal to finish and reap whatever consequences her impulsiveness had sown. After a second, agonizing lap, Ms. Lejune stood in front of the trembling student and issued her conclusion.

"Well, I've seen my share of pranks. But I can't say I've ever seen something like this," she said, her puckered mouth forming into a bemused smile. "And I must admit, I didn't know the Teacher's Aide Club had it in them!"

"Don't misunderstand," she continued, making a token effort at seriousness, "the school's position against hazing couldn't be clearer. And I cannot condone any club or team violating that policy."

Callie drew in a tense breath and held it as Mr. Lejune paused to make up her mind. This was the moment of truth.

"...on the other hand, I suppose there is such a thing as a harmless prank. And since you don't seem to be showing any sign of physical harm or duress - quite the opposite, in fact... So, how would this challenge work? If I accept your offer, you have to stay as you are for the duration of the hour?"

"Um....that's up to you," Callie admitted - though it pained her to do so. With her anxiety spiking by the second, she wanted nothing more than to beg for something she could use to cover herself.

But if she was going to honor all her rules for the day, she had to commit to not asking for clothes or putting anything on without permission. If someone gave her something unsolicited, she was allowed to wear it. Right now, she would take it a flash. Anything to avoid having to spend the entire period naked and exposed.

"All right, Calliope, I accept your offer," Ms. Lejune announced with a clap of her hands. As the energized woman spun and walked away from the still trembling girl, she kept talking.

"I've had such a terrible time securing a figure studies subject for my Concurrent Education class. The going rates are outrageous! I was nearly to the point of breaking down and doing it myself. But when someone with your exceptional...qualifications...walks right into my classroom offering to freely volunteer her services, who am I to argue? Ah, how the muse does dance most gracefully when one isn't looking for her!" the enigmatic woman gushed.

Callie's mind spun. What kind of a job was figure studies subject? And why would it be so expensive to hire one if an untrained student could do it? And what did she mean by "concurrent education" and "exceptional qualifications"?

"Come along, muse," Ms. Lejune sang out from the other room. She had left the instruction room behind and was now standing in the adjoining studio.

Just then, a piercing tone rang out overhead and startled the bewildered girl. Zero hour was officially over. Busses and cars full of happy students were arriving. And within minutes, those students would be streaming into their first period classrooms - including some into this very one. And because Ms. Lejune had accepted her volunteer offer on behalf of the Teacher's Aide Club, Callie had just committed herself to being here, in all her naked glory, to assist them in some unknown capacity.

The very thought terrified and excited her at the same time. With a knot in her stomach growing to match the one in her pussy, she took a deep breath, forced her hands open, and began to waddle her way past the rows of empty desks which would soon be filled with curious, budding artists. This was by no means how she thought she would be spending her first class period when she rolled out of bed this morning. But, as her throbbing libido was quick to remind her, it was exactly the sort of thing a horny girl should expect to experience when she's going to school naked.

[Hooked6]

I just LOVE the internal voice spurring our heroine on. So VERY well done. Looking forward for the next chapter.

Hooked6

[Liver]

Great story!

[ElvenStrider]

well... someone is about to be modeling naked and on the verge of an explosive orgasm I feel, what could possibly go wrong there?

[mikewozere]

Great story. Would be great if a boy who fancies her has to watch as she models nude for everyone

[perseus]

Another incredible chapter! I love that she's stuck for at least an hour now. It seems like she's about to be a nude model but I feel like there's a twist coming. Can't wait for more! Hopefully we don't have to wait long!

[Somebody]

Nude art modeling is a staple of the naked in school genre, and this is such a fresh version of it. She's not required to do it, and the teacher's enthusiasm is what's keeping her there, along with a pretty flimsy lie.

[neverdoubted]

Nude art modeling is a staple of the naked in school genre, and this is such a fresh version of it. She's not required to do it, and the teacher's enthusiasm is what's keeping her there, along with a pretty flimsy lie.

Yes!