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The Scrum


It was probably the worst day of my life. My name is Sarah, I'm 16 years old, with long brown hair quite good looking, and skinny for my age. I'm 5 feet 8 inches tall, with perky A cup breasts. They may be small, but well formed, and definately starting to grow, just not quite a B cup yet. It was the first lesson, on friday, Physical education, more commonly known as P.E. Our class is made up of 14 boys and 14 girls. I dont know why it worked out so evenly, I guess it just happened that way. Anyway, Our teacher, Mrs Broom, (aptly named as she looked like one, with her short spikey hair, glasses, and skinny frame.) decided to teach us rugby, which an english format, of american football, kind of.

First of, she had the boys show us girls how to play, then it was our turn, before ending with a boy vs girl match. Now under normal circumstances you'd think the boys would easily beat us girls, but on the contrary, Most of the girls were taller and stockier then the guys. Although I'm 5 feet 8 inches tall, and skinny, I'd say I'm probably the smallest girl in the group.

Well we kickoff and after a few minutes the ball goes out of play, so we have to scrum off against the boys, for some unknown reason to me, I end up at the front of all the girls. unluckily for me I looked up at the wrong time and the boys had locked on with the girls. My head, arms, Torso, and everything above my waist, ends up above everybodys heads. Meanwhile my lower half, is under everyone else. My feet in this position are a foot off the ground.

My worst enemy, Tina, happens to be in the scrum. She saw me get lifted into the air, which she took full advantage of. Tina grabbed my Tracksuit Bottoms, and Knickers, and I think She tried to pull them to my ankles, but with me being hoisted so quickly, theyve come completely off my legs.

I'm now hoisted in the air, completely bottomless apart from my socks and converse trainers. Fortunately for me, no one can see my bottomless state, as their all far too occupied pushing the scrum left, right, up, and down the pitch. It doesn't take long for the scrum to leave my clothes, on the floor, and me dragged away from them.

Finally I hear, Mrs Broom, blow her whistle, this is when a few things happen at once. Everyone stops pushing, I get dropped to the ground, the class start to walk over to Mrs Broom, Mrs Broom picked my clothes up from the floor.

Mrs Broom, unfortunately for me, drops my trousers on the floor next to her, and holds my knickers aloft for everyone to see. It was Laundry Day, and My Knickers were baby pink, with a pink bow on the front, and little white hearts over them. If everyone seeing my knickers held aloft, wasn't embarrassing enough.

"Who do these belong too?" shouted Mrs Broom.

Everyone at this, turned to stare at me, bottomless, but fortunately my shirt was long enough, and came down to mid thigh, covering my modesty. This however was a day of twists and turns in my good and bad fortune, Tina was stood right behind me, as I stood in shock, hands at my side, Tina grabbed the bottom of my shirt.

My bad fortune continued, as Tina not only pulled it up high enough, for everyone to see my hairless pussy, but Tina had pulled it clean off my outstretched arms, as I tried to cover myself. My Matching Bra came into everyones view too.

So now there I am, stood in just a bra, socks, and black converse trainers, in front of my whole class. The girls all burst into laughter, as the boys wolf whistled at my nearly naked form.

Mrs Broom was not amused.

"Sarah Grant, come here right now!!!" bellowed Mrs Broom.

My cheeks must've been burning bright red, as i covered my hairless pussy with both hands and took a long walk towards the teacher.

"Sarah, I'm greatly disappointed in you, since you clearly, like showing off for your classmates, please put your clothes back on and stand by the sidelines until class is finished." Said Mrs Broom.

I felt so embarrassed as I dressed in front of everyone, with everyone watching intently as I had to uncover to, untie and remove my trainers to get my knickers and trousers back on. I then put my shirt back on before standing on the sidelines as instructed. I had to watch as the others played, for the last ten minutes.

When the bell went, I was kind of relieved. Although my classmates had seen me bottomless, my crush who was in a different class to me hadn't seen, I took comfort in that fact as Mrs Broom approached me.

"Right Sarah, you can help me put the equipment away. please carry the balls. Everyone else, go Shower and change." Said Mrs Broom.

I walked around collecting the balls, and placing them in their sack. By the time I had finished, the class had been in the locker rooms for at least ten minutes. Mrs Broom escorted me into the girls locker room.

"Right Sarah, take all your clothes off and give them to me. Then go shower, with just your towel. I want to make sure you actually use the shower. I know you young girls, like to skip them, especially when rushing." Said Mrs Broom.

Without thinking, or wanting to anger my teacher further, I quickly did as i was told, and headed into the shower. After my shower I came out wrapping the towels around me. Mrs Broom wasn't in the locker room, neither was my gym clothes or school uniform. I decided to sit on the bench and wait for the return of the teacher. The girls must've left the locker room cause it was quite empty apart from me, sitting in just my towel on the bench.

Now I knew Tina was my biggest Enemy, but I didn't know, how much of a total bitch she was. After two minutes, of me sat there, Tina, and her two friends, Emily, and Lucie, enter the locker room, bringing with them all the boys, and girls from class, except one of the girls, Hannah, who I assumed was looking out for the teacher.

Emily and Lucie grab me and stand me up, Tina made sure my towel stayed in place, whilst Lucie held my arms behind my back.

"What are you doing? where's Mrs Broom?" I asked nervously.

"Well little Sarah. You see, I wanted the class, to see you bottomless, but your hands, and Mrs Broom got in the way. So everyone here paid me £2.00 each to see more of you. Well of course, with £52 up for grabs I couldnt resist." Said Tina.

"No, Please Tina, not everything. Please." Begged Sarah.

"Sorry, Hun, but I just don't like you." said Tina.

With that Tina put her hand on Sarah's towel.

"Quick Mrs Broom is coming back." Shouted Hannah.

The boys quickly fled, and the girls pretended to busy, Tina, Lucie, and Emily let go.

Sarah Quickly grabbed her towel, and sat back on the bench, just as Mrs Broom walked back in. Mrs Broom strode over to where Sarah sat.

"Right Sarah, lie your towel on the floor, flat, and lie on top of it, facing the ceiling. Everyone else go to your next class, please tell Sarah's treacher she will join you shortly. After I dress her."

The girls did as they were told, and Mrs Broom Dressed Sarah.

Art Class


It was ten minutes later, when Sarah finally appeared for art class. Her face was bright red, and she looked totally embarrassed. Although looking at her attire, it was easy to understand why, the teen girl was so red faced. Sarah still wore her black Converse trainers, but that was the only thing that hadn't changed.

Sarah now wore knee length white socks, with Frilly tops, and a yellow dress, which was obviously designed for a 9 year old school girl, which came to just below her bum. Sarah's long Brown Hair was tied into two pig tails, which were both held together by pink hair bands. She also had no make-up on, so although still beautiful, now looked like a plain 9 year old girl, and couldve easily been mistaken for one. yellow dress frilly white socks

Sarah felt the stares as she crossed the room, her cheeks glowing red. Sarah carefully crossed the room and held out a note for Mr Jenkin's, her art teacher.
"Yes Little Girl, How may I help you?" Asked Mr Jenkin's, not realising it was Sarah Grant his student.

The class could see Sarah was trying her best not to cry at his comments. Tina raised her hand.

"Yes Miss Drake?" asked Mr Jenkin's.

"Sir, that is Little Miss Grant." Said Tina.

The class started to hide their giggles, in their bags, and hands, or behind books. Sarah blushed even redder.

"There are no Mr Men or Little Misses, in my class, Miss Drake." said Mr Jenkin's with a confused look.

The class could no longer contain themselves as they all burst into laughter at his comments. Tina however tried her best to keep a straight face, loving how red Sarah was becoming.

"No Sir, She is most definately not a Mr er Man. Or a Little Miss. That is however Sarah Grant, a student in your class, though I can see why you'd think her a little miss. Sarah's always been little." Said Tina.

"Sir I have a note here for you, from Mrs Broom explaining everything." said Sarah handing Mr Jenkin's the note she had.

Mr Jenkin's took it and read it outloud, to Sarah's utter dismay.

"Mr Jenkin's. I'm Sorry, that Miss Sarah Grant, is rather tardy, unfortunately her Attire, although now more pleasing to the eye, took longer then anticipated, to put on her. Sarah's Nappy, was especially troublesome as I haven't used a nappy in sometime. I also didn't realise till far to late, that she needed, nappy rash cream, and talcum powder, to prevent rash, and itching. As you can see she is ready now, and able to participate fully in your lesson, also in my class she decided to show some very disrespectful behaviour and this is her punishment. Again my sincere apologies Mrs Broom." Read Mr Jenkin's.

The class were almost beside themselves doubled up in laughter as Sarah finally burst into tears of embarrassment, it only got worse however, when Mr Jenkin's asked Sarah to lift her skirt.

"Sarah, when I ask you to do something, you do it. Since you've decided to disobey me, I have the perfect idea, of how to punish you further." Said Mr Jenkin's.

Mr Jenkin's walked to the back of his classroom and into the stores. there the class heard him rummaging around, until 5 minutes later returned with several objects which he carefully placed at the front of his class.

"Right Little Miss Grant, I want you to climb into that high chair. Miss Drake, can strap you in. Right now Miss Grant and Miss Drake." Said Mr Jenkins.

Tina came to the front, as Sarah, realising she had no choice climbed into the high chair. Sarah tried sitting on the back of her dress, but Tina was determined to embarrass Sarah further.

"Sarah..." started Tina.

"Oh, No!!! Miss Drake. From now on, EVERYONE in this class, shall address Sarah as Little Miss Sarah or Little Miss Grant. A title I believe we all feel like she deserves until her behaviour improves." said Mr Jenkins.

Sarah blushed redder then ever.

"Little Miss Sarah, I need you to stand so I can free the straps, on the chair." Said Tina.

Sarah blushed harder at being addressed like this, but did as Sarah stated.

"Good Little Girl, Now you can sit back down. Is Little Girl acceptable, Mr Jenkins?" asked Tina.

"Yes, You can call her Little Girl." Said Mr Jenkins.

Sarah felt the two of them were determined to make her as little as possible. Sarah was hoping this class would be over soon. Sarah slowly sat back down, this time Tina held the straps, making sure Sarah's dress rode up at the same time.

Once Sarah was sat back down, Tina did up the straps. One strap went between Sarah's legs splitting them in two, whilst one went round Sarah's left side, and the other, round Sarah's right. The bottom of Sarah's dress was still covering her Nappy, But Tina had definately felt the nappy there.

"Good, Miss Drake, you may sit down. Mr Strovsky, please come up here." Said Mr Jenkins.

Tina went and sat down, and was replaced by a boy who was 6 feet tall, with dark blonde hair, and a double chin. Sarah despised him, He wasn't good looking at all, and he had always asked her out, but she kept shutting him down. Now she had to let him do what the teacher said. Sarah hated feeling this vulnerable.

"Right Derek, The Little Girl's dress, is getting completely, in the way. (Mr Jenkin's sighs.) You, Derek, I want you, to carefully undo the zip on the back, followed by completely removing it.

(Sarah gasped this time.) Then hang it up, on one of the hangers over there. I need you to be gentle, and only remove her dress. I wouldn't want her topless in front of the class." said Mr Jenkin's.

"Sarah's already been bottomless sir." Said Derek.

The class broke into more laughter as Derek Delicately, removed Sarah's Dress. Sarah now sat there, in just her converse black trainers, white frilly socks, Nappy, which had cartoon depictions, of Disney Princesses all over it , and a little pink vest which had a really big "HELLO kITTY" on the front. Sarah now had tears pouring down, her burning red cheeks. Sarah wished the ground would swallow her whole.

"Hmm, thank you Derek. You may sit down. Miss Klover, please come to the front. You Lucie Klover, have a choice. Our Little Sarah is almost ready. Lucie, I want You, to put the table on the high chair.

Then Choose to either, Put the bottle in her mouth, I have some milk in the fridge you could fill it with or, put the cute pink dummy in her mouth. Whilst you decide, the rest of you are to setup your tripods, around the subject. Baby Sarah.

Get ready to take pictures, remember, you'll be using the pictures you take, for your final exam, so you need to get as much detail as you can." Said Mr Jenkins.

Lucie went to the fridge got the milk, filled the bottle, and placed the table on the high chair. Lucie placed the bottle upon it. Sarah then watched as the class quickly set up the cameras all around her.

"You all can spend the next half hour taking as many pictures as you feel necessary. You can even use your lunch break too. Which reminds me, Hayley, I want you to run an errand for me. Don't worry you can get extra time with Sarah a bit later. Take this note, and Hall Pass, and I'll see you at lunch." Said Mr Jenkins.

Sarah hated this class, they were all getting hundreds of photos of her in this embarrassing entire. Sarah was begining to think she'd never live this day down. Just then the bell for lunch went and the class filtered away. at 12.05pm Hayley returned to the classroom. Only 4 students, Sarah, and Mr Jenkin's remained. Hayley gave the bag full of supplies to Mr Jenkin's and started taking her pictures.

Sarah was glad that by 1pm this photo session would end but that was still 55 minutes away.

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