New class by Sauce

[karotte]

New class by Sauce

The new program started at Almond High School was designed to help relax the students and ease the growing rates of depression amongst students. Lack of motivation had already lead to a number of problems in the school, mostly a growing detention and suspension rate as well as a lower grade point average across the board. The new program introduced a new class that would be mandatory for all students to partake in once a week. This new class would use another classes time instead of a free period to help ease the burden of so much class work, as well as give students a break from each class at some point. With a rotating schedule, everyone would have the class at least once a week, although it was possible to get it twice in one week. The rotating schedule also ensured that during this new "relax" class, there would be a different group participating every time, or in other words, every time someone went into class, it was with a new set of classmates.

The first class began on Monday. During first period, twenty five students reported to the ballet room instead of their regular class. Among those twenty five was Senior class president, Audrey Planter. A great role model for all students, she had perfect attendance, as well as being in honor classes with grades high enough to get into nearly any college she wanted. She was one of the few students that was told extensively about the new class before it formally began, and as such, was asked to help encourage the other students to join in and take the new class seriously for the first week. Essentially she was given a week long vacation from regular classes to help in this new experimental program. For her, it was tough to say no as she was the leader to be looked upon in a situation like this, although tougher to say yes after learning that she would have to catch up on a whole weeks worth of classes afterwards. She had already applied to colleges, so if her grades changed now it would make little difference, so while reluctant, she ultimately agreed.

The twenty five students now sat in the ballroom, listening to the teacher's explanation of why they were getting a pass from class. After hearing what it was, the reception was poor. Essentially a glorified yoga class with other additional activities that sounded just lame and childish to a bunch of high schoolers. The one difference that made the class potentially more interesting was that no heavy clothes were allowed. That meant definitely no shoes, jeans, or sweatshirts, and even things like sweatpants or a t shirt that was too thick would have to be removed. In a mixed room of boys and girls, stripping down to your underwear is about as nerve racking as anything for a high schooler. Most of them immediately dismissed the idea, so Audrey, the class president, took the initiative to try and better explain it. Although words were mostly lost on the class, nothing she could say would make them any more inclined to partake. So she suggested the class take it slowly, and begin by removing their shoes. As everyone's shoes came off, it looked to be a good start, but it was the next few steps that would be a true challenge. Audrey called for everyone to remove their shirts, and the class didn't budge. No one, not even Audrey, could truly go through it, each of them waiting for someone else to do it first.

Being the one that the school asked to help, and who was supposed to lead this class, Audrey went first. The temperature in the ballroom had been raised to eighty five degrees, much higher than the rest of the school, and it could be felt easily. Coupled with the impending embarrassment of letting a class of twenty four other students see her black bra, the heat was getting to her. Slowly, she pulled her shirt up, and over her head, flashing her c cup to the whole class. She untangled her shirt from her hair as she finished removing it, and placed it on the floor with her shoes, and stood akimbo to try and prove that it wasn't so bad. Her smile was obviously forced, she couldn't hide the fact that on the inside she was going to die of embarrassment being the only one to take their shirt off. The rest of the class still didn't budge, seeing how obviously awkward and uncomfortable stripping in front of everyone was. With heavy breaths, wide eyes, and the same exaggerated smile, she encouraged the class to go ahead but no one else was joining in. Each moment that she stood being the only one to strip added to her embarrassment on the inside, and she could only feel herself getting hotter by the second.

Tired of waiting for the class, she took the next step herself, hooking her thumbs into her skinny jeans, and sliding them down. Inch by inch, her cheap, five dollar, red bikini panties came into view. She made sure not to snag her panties with her jeans, as she shimmied them down her hips to her knees. Her butt hung out the bottom of the bikini panties, and her crotch was hugged tightly and outlined in the deep red color. Her heart was racing and forehead beginning to sweat as she stepped out of her jeans, one foot at a time until they were completely removed and tossed on the ground with her shirt. She could barely managed to meet the gazes of her classmates she was so embarrassed. The redness of her face stood out enough to be embarrassing on its own, but standing in front of twenty other students in nothing but her underwear, she was completely humiliated. She wore the same fake smile as she tried desperately to act unfazed by it all and encourage everyone to follow suit but they still wouldn't budge. Everyone could see the humiliation on her face, and no one wanted to be a part of that for some stupid class. With her hands on her hips, and her undies on display for staring eyes, she was on the verge of giving up.

A solid five minutes of negotiating and asking nicely got her nowhere, not even one other person would have sympathy and join her to ease the pain. Having calmed down a little, Audrey was trying to think of anything to get the ball rolling but stripping any more was almost entirely out of the question. With that in mind, she offered to the class that if they followed her lead then she would strip more, planning to take off her socks and try to get one up on everyone. Unluckily for her, someone called that out immediately, and said that if they did it she would just take off her socks. She was caught in a dumb lie, trying to exploit the boys weakness. Her face was heating up again after having been called out, and after a quick back and forth trying to convince them that she wasn't lying, Audrey ripped off her low cut socks and tossed them with the rest of her clothes. She had doubled down on the fact that she wasn't lying, expecting everyone else to not strip anyways but miraculously, now to her dismay, the entirety of the class took their shirts off.

Her blood was boiling in her face as she realized what she just did. Would she really have to fulfill this promise she made? It wasn't against the rules to strip further than required and the teacher reminded her and the class of that as if to pile on the humiliation. The teacher herself hadn't even stripped but was expecting Audrey to do all the work and take off more clothes? She felt betrayed, not only by the staff but by the class for actually making her go even further. She stared at the sea of classmates, shirtless boys, and girls trying to hide their bras were all waiting for Audrey to make her move. Nothing she said could get her out of it, words failed her as she could barely stutter her way through a sentence trying to renegotiate the terms of the agreement but no one else wanted to hear her excuses. She made one desperate look to the teacher for help but the teacher had everyone else's back. With a shrug she told Audrey that she agreed to do it and watched along with the students. Audrey took her hands off her hips, and flipped her hair back, moving it out of the way of her bra strap. She took as long as she could to reach back and find the clip, her hands shaking, and legs wobbling. She undid the clasp, releasing the tight grip her bra had around her chest, dropping slightly to reveal a little more of her cleavage.

She grabbed both cups quickly before they fell, feeling flustered and completely mortified to have to show her breasts to the class. She regretted agreeing to help with the program, and regretted ever offering to strip more as well as doubling down on saying that. The class waited in anticipation as she gently removed the bra off her chest, and slowly her perky tits were freed. Audrey dropped the bra to the ground, exposing her bare chest complete with c cup boobs and soft light pink nipples that quickly hardened as they were exposed to the class. Standing now in only a pair of red panties, her shame had reached an entirely new level. Every boy in class stared at her nearly nude body, and even the teacher seemed to encourage it by acting as if Audrey wasn't embarrassed by it. She couldn't even keep up her fake smile or pretend to look unembarrassed by it. Her hands rested at her sides instead of on her hips in the sassy pose that she had struck earlier. Now instead of the fake excitement that she once exuded, she looked regretful. Audrey looked back to the class, painfully making eye contact with them and asking if they would be willing to finish stripping now. The rule was no heavy clothes, and the only one that was following it was Audrey but seeing her shamefully remove her bra in front them, they wanted more out of her if they were gonna strip. The class seemed to settle on the idea that they would remove their pants and finish stripping, if Audrey removed her panties.

She was shocked that they would even ask such a thing but at the same time it didn't come at too much of a surprise. They all clearly wanted to see her totally bare skinned and helpless but coming out and saying it so bluntly sounded so rude. Audrey didn't respond yet, instead she looked around at the rest of the class. None of the girls by now seemed to mind to display their bras, and clearly none of the boys cared at all, everyone just wanted to see Audrey lose her last bit of modesty. Before she could respond, the teacher bent down, and grabbed one side of Audrey's panties. Audrey looked down, but didn't have enough time to fully react as her panties were yanked and dropped to her ankles by the teacher. She screamed as her crimson red bikini panties were ripped down her bare legs, and she immediately reached down with one hand to cover herself up. She felt completely violated and mortified as the thought that her vagina was flashed to the class. She hadn't even agreed yet when the teacher yanked her panties down, she didn't want it to be like this, being stripped naked from head to toe, standing in the buff in front of the class. Now she was left with only her hand as her cover as her panties were wrapped around her ankles that failed to support her any longer. Stumbling backwards, she landed on her butt, and the feeling of being totally naked, in her natural state, completely defenseless against the hungry eyes that watched her, the remorse and shame all hit her at once.

With watery eyes, she tried to gain her composure but couldn't knowing that the whole class was watching her curled up on the floor pathetically trying to cover her breasts that she had already exposed to them, as well as her newly unconcealed vagina. Her panties fell off her toes, and rested on the floor under her bare feet. She was a perfect model student, with good grades in honor classes, a humble attitude and modest personality and now she was left completely disrobed in front of her peers for them to use as jerk off material later. She could barely even lift her head up to look at them but when she did, she saw that she was right. They were all still staring at her, waiting to see her stark-naked body in all its glory. She fought back her tears, and caught her breath trying to regain her composure but no longer wanted to continue with this program. There was no strength left in her heart to go on with it. She wiggled her toes back through the leg holes of her panties, weighing the options that she had. She decided. At this point, there was no going back anyways, a whole class had already seen her nude, if she quit now, then it would have been for nothing. She uncovered her breasts, and used one arm to help lift herself back onto her feet. She got back up on her toes, and slowly moved her other hand away from her vagina.

Her stubbly black pubic came into view first, then her delicate, puffy labia was exhibited to the whole class. She could hear them all gasp as she finally revealed her fully naked body. Her perfect body was spread out for them all. She wanted nothing more than to hide but sucked it up. Her lightly tanned skin shone under the ballroom lights. Her private parts were a little more pale than the rest where the sun didn’t shine. She was barely ever naked prior to this, only when she showered would she take it all off but now is was lay bare for everyone to see. In one motion she moved her arms to the side and shrugged as if to say that she didn't care if they looked. The humiliation was killing her inside, but on the outside she seemed calmer than every. As everyone in the class watched wide eyed, she yelled sharply for them all to hurry up. They got the message. Every pair of pants in the room was pulled down and tossed aside. All the boys were obviously rock hard, and all the girls were once again trying to hide their underwear from sight. Audrey managed to look like the least embarrassed person in the room for once despite there not even being a stitch of clothing on her body. Class could finally begin as it was intended.

A few quick stretches were done but before any real exorcises could be done, the bell rang, and class was over. They all quickly redressed and left the ballet room, probably all running to tell their friends about it. Audrey got dressed again, finally being able to properly cover herself was nice, but she still had a lot of work to do. It was only second period.