Lara The Cheer Captain (Chapter 3 posted 10/22)

[Mariax]

Hello,

Some of you may recognize this post as a story I briefly started 2 years ago. I had lofty goals about having my own long form on-going story about the trials of this poor High School girl constantly being exposed against her will. I posted the first two chapters with the intention of posting one additional chapter on a weekly basis...

Well, life happened and I totally failed to live up to my plans. With that said, I am finally back in a position with both the time and the urge to begin writing again. I knew I wanted to take another crack at the adventures of Lara and her friend Shana, so here I am, apologizing for failing to follow through last time. I hope beginning this story again will make up for it.

I am making a new thread for this because I have rewritten and expanded the first two chapters to better fit the ongoing story I have planned, and better introduce characters that will be relevant. I currently have 4 Chapters completely written and ready to post, but I am only posting the first 2 to start. My plan is to either post 1 chapter a week, or post them faster if I am extra-motivated and have enough of a buffer to feel comfortable throwing out more. My goal will be to keep a three chapter buffer to make sure this story keeps getting posted every week.

One other thing, to keep myself honest and make sure the story doesn't die if I am unable to keep writing, I am officially giving anyone permission to pick up this story where I left off, or spin-off from anywhere in my story you would like. I only ask that you give me credit as the original author and creator of the setting, and make your own thread, obviously.

I think that's it for my ramblings here. I hope you all enjoy the story, it's been really fun to write so far.

[Mariax]

Lara grimaced at her cheer uniform as she reluctantly pulled the skirt up her hips. Shana could not help but giggle as she saw this. For the life of her she could never understand why Lara hated the cheer squad’s outfits so much. They may be slightly more revealing than your average high school cheer squad, but it was nothing too extreme. Shana got a bit of a thrill out of the amount of leg they got to show, and she did not look half as good as Lara.

The truth is that Shana had a massive exhibitionist kink. She loved the idea of showing off her body in public, but she was also extremely self-conscious. She knew her body was average at best. She had breasts that just barely filled out a B-cup bra, and to top it off one sat slightly higher than the other. Her legs were a little too short, she was a little too skinny, having almost no butt to speak of. She wasn’t exactly ashamed of her body, but the idea of showing off and not exciting anyone made her lose too much heart to do it.

Shana glanced up as Lara quickly removed her sweater and blouse without looking away from the corner of the locker room. You had to be quick to catch a glimpse of Lara’s body, but it always made Shana blush with a mixture of jealousy and arousal. Shana was not a lesbian, but the idea of having a body like that set her libido in motion. She could just imagine how hot it would feel to allow some boys to catch a glimpse of her deep cleavage if she had a rack like Lara. If she had those long and muscular legs, she would wear the shortest skirts she could find and “accidentally” give the boys a show every time she went up the stairs or sat at her desk…

In less than 5 seconds Lara had her cheer top on and was tucking it into her skirt. It always took her a couple of extra seconds to get the tight cheer top over her D-cup breasts. Shana sighed as she looked down at her own sports bra covered breasts. Lara had no idea how good she had it looking as good as she did. If Shana looked that good, she would show off every chance she got. That level of beauty was truly wasted on the shy and modest Lara Kinshaw. Shana finished dressing and followed her best friend out to cheer practice.


Lara slightly blushed as she walked out to begin practice with her friend. She knew it was all in her head, but she always felt like Shana was checking her out when they changed. She shook her head, trying to get the unfair thoughts out. Shana was her best friend and was not that type of girl. Lara knew it was just her shyness and paranoia getting to her. She subconsciously pulled down on her skirt as she walked out to the practice field. She hated how short the skirts were. She hoped when she had become captain of the cheer team that her complaints about the uniforms would be taken more seriously, but the faculty always just said they would consider her request for longer skirts. Lara knew they never even discussed her request. The principal of East Hill High School was very hands-on with all sports activities, including the cheer team, and Principal Anderson was a well-documented pervert. Every girl in the school knew to check her cleavage when walking near him and to hold their skirt down, he would always find an excuse to get up close and personal with any girl showing any skin. He pretended to be giving lectures about dressing decently, but it was clear he would be constantly eyeing up the high school girls. There was no way the cheer uniforms would get any less risqué as long as he held any sway over the school’s athletics.

Shana moved up shoulder to shoulder with Lara halfway to their practice area. Lara gave her a quick smile as they walked. The two girls had been best friends since elementary school. Lara’s father had transferred here for work halfway through Lara’s 4th grade year. Lara had always been shy and awkward. Moving to a new area had been a nightmare for the young girl. Meeting all those new people and being the “new girl” always brought too much attention for her taste. However, she had immediately hit it off with Shana when she invited Lara to sit with her at lunch on her very first day. The rest was history. The two girls had been inseparable for the last 8 years, and now they were starting their senior year in high school together. Lara had somehow become the captain of the team, and Shana, while rather average, enjoyed cheering as well.

Not all the cheerleaders were thrilled about Lara being Captain. Rebecca Dornier had wanted the position. She was the most popular girl in school. She was just as talented as Lara, and a very beautiful girl, but no one in the school could compete with Lara when it came to looks. Rebecca and friends knew Lara’s cute face and big tits were the only reason she got the position. They tried to start a rumor that Lara slept around to become the Cheer Captain, but Lara was so reserved and shy that no one bought it, and the rumor fell flat. Rebecca and her best friend, Lisa, silently fumed as Lara began leading the team in stretches. They were only a few practices into their senior year and Rebecca was looking for any way to bring Lara down a peg, but so far she was coming up short.

After stretching for a few minutes Lara noticed some jocks laughing and watching her and the girls. With a blush she realized she had her legs spread while doing toe touches, and with how immodest her skirt was, they might be able to see her bloomers. She quickly closed her legs and stood up before starting to run the girls through some drills. After a few minutes the boys moved on and Lara felt much better.

The rest of practice went smoothly. Shana struggled with one of the more complicated maneuvers, but with Lara’s help she mostly had it down by the end of practice. Coach Winfred stood on the sidelines and let Lara run things. She thought it was best for team unity to only get involved when necessary, and Lara did a great job drilling the girls. Not many high school girls took well to Coach Winfred’s extremely militaristic approach to cheer. She believed in hard drilling, and she would not allow anyone to slack. If she felt any girl was not pulling her weight or not putting in her full effort she would step in and force them to run laps, or worse. Lara’s more relaxed and friendly approach worked wonders for the afternoon practice after Coach Winfred’s more taxing morning drills. But the results were a well-oiled machine. For being so early in the year, it was amazing how well the team was doing.

Coach Winfred clapped her hands and told the girls it was 1800 and time for them to go home. Some of the girls showered in the locker room but Lara always waited until she got home for that. She hated undressing in front of anyone, even the other girls.


Lara and Shana only lived 3 houses down from each other, so they always walked home together after practice. Usually, they would change back into their normal clothes first, but it was laundry day, and they had no practice tomorrow, so they wore their uniforms home.

While talking about nothing in particular, a strong gust of wind blew and pushed both of their skirts all the way up before they could react. Shana laughed it off, but Lara went totally red in the face. Shana looked back at what Lara had seen and there were a couple of boys only about 20 feet behind them. Both boys had big grins on their faces. Shana felt a thrill go up her spine at the idea of the boys looking at their butts, but she knew it was Lara they were really checking out. She began thinking to herself about how nice it would be to help Lara break out of her awkward shell.

They finally made it home without Shana coming up with any brilliant ideas. Maybe another day. The girls split up and each entered their own house.

“There has to be a way to show Lara how much fun it would be to tease boys like that…” Shana thought to herself as she started the shower.


“Mom, I’m home!” Lara kicked her sneakers off at the front door and began climbing the stairs towards her bedroom.

Lara could hear her mom talking to someone on the phone in the kitchen. She reached the top of the stairs and saw her little brother’s door was open and he was playing some video game in his room.

“Hi Tommy” she said with a slight grin on her face.

“It’s just Tom now, I’m not a little kid anymore.” Tom gruffly replied. He was in 5th grade now. He considered himself at the top of the food chain at his elementary school and no longer wanted to be treated like a child. Lara still did not quite see a 10-year-old as a grown man, however.

“Sorry, Mister Kinshaw. I’ll be more careful from now on.” She laughed as she closed her door.

The master bedroom was on the first floor. The second floor held only Lara and Tommy’s bedrooms, and a bathroom they shared. After getting out of her cheer uniform and into her modest bathrobe, Lara quickly crossed the hallway and locked herself in the bathroom. More than once, she had caught Tommy trying to sneak a peak while she was in there, so she made sure to double check that the door was locked before starting the shower and stepping out of her robe.

Lara took a moment to inspect herself in the bathroom mirror, as every high school girl does. She was very happy with how in-shape she had become since school started back up and she was doing two cheer practices per day. She frowned slightly at the size of her full D-cup breasts. She had so little fat on her that she was developing abs. She had hoped her breasts might shrink at least a small amount as she got into such good shape, but if anything, it seemed like they were still growing. She smiled slightly at the perfect hourglass figure her body presented. While Lara was shy, she was not a prude. She knew boys liked the way she looked, and truth be told she sometimes even liked the attention, but her breasts did make her athletic pursuits a little bit more difficult, and she found it almost impossible to hide them at the times where she did not want any attention.

After she finished assessing her body she stepped into the shower. It felt good to get all the sweat from cheer practice off her. She looked forward to a big nutritious dinner to recuperate her energy. It would be fine if she ate a little too much, with her body it would all go to her boobs anyway. It was shaping up to be a really great senior year.

[Mariax]

On Thursday morning Shana knocked on Lara’s door. It opened and a smiling Lara came walking out while yelling behind her

“I’m leaving!”

“Have a good day, Sweetie.” Came from around the corner in a friendly and motherly tone while Lara pulled the door closed.

Lara was wearing a nice white button up blouse that contrasted well with her black jeans. Shana immediately noticed the blouse was a little tighter than what Lara would normally wear. It was not completely transparent, but Shana could just barely make out Lara’s bra underneath it. For a normal girl it would be nothing special, but this was downright erotic compared to how Lara normally dressed.

“I love your new blouse!” Shana commented while feeling the material.

“Oh, yeah. My Mom got it for me.” Lara tugged on the bottom and Shana noticed it was not tucked in and just barely reached the waistline of her pants. “It’s a little short but it’s cute and it was a gift, so I decided to wear it.”

Shana found herself getting a little excited at the idea of Lara giving peaks of her bra and stomach to other students throughout the day. This was exactly the kind of thing she was hoping to see from her friend. Lara needed this.

“Well, it looks awesome. You should dress like this more often. My mom never buys me anything cute like that. Remember the ugly sweater she gave me last Christmas? I still have to wear it if I’m around her on cold days or it hurts her feelings.”

Both girls laughed as they made their way to school and Lara began to get used to the bit of extra skin occasionally peeking out around her belly button. But as they approached the parking lot and began seeing more students her shyness began to win out again. A blush returned to her face, and she quickly made her way to her first period English class, where she could try to disappear into her seat. Shana rolled her eyes and followed. The two girls had a couple of classes together, English and History.


In class Lara felt like every eye was on her. The truth was a few boys were checking her out and a few less physically blessed girls could not help but get a twinge of jealousy at the attention Lara garnered. To a high school boy even a peak of bra showing through a perfectly modest blouse can be exciting, especially when it is from such a beautiful and overly conservative girl. Lara was so tunnel visioned on the tiny bit of waist that occasionally showed that she had not noticed the shirt was slightly transparent in the light. If she knew it would have been too much for her to wear it to school. She was sure that every whisper and giggle she heard throughout the day was directed at her.

Other than in her own mind, the first half of the day was completely ordinary. Lara met up with Shana at lunch time and was able to take her mind off her new shirt. She could be herself again. Shana casually complemented Lara on her outfit again before they got to talking about cheer and the new routine that Shana was struggling with. Lara agreed to help Shana run through it a few times and they walked outside by the stairs to practice for the last half of lunch. Not many people were around, but a few loners ate in the hallway and eyed the practicing girls.

The routine was nothing overly complicated, but Shana never had the best sense of rhythm and kept missing her cues. It was a few simple steps ending with a hop into a high-V. After doing the motions a few times Lara felt some loosening of her bra, maybe a loose strap or something? She made a mental note to go check it in the washroom before her next class, but she made the horrible decision to run through the routine one more time with Shana. As the cheer captain, she felt it was her duty to help however she could.

On the final high-V to end the routine Lara felt her bra snap in the back and her breasts droop down more than an inch. This did not go unnoticed by Shana or a couple of boys that had been slyly watching the show from their eating spot on the stairs. Lara yelped when the support for her ample breasts suddenly disappeared. She said a silent prayer that no one had noticed and began quickly walking towards the restroom. Shana, stifling a giggle, followed along to help.

As the girls entered the restroom Lara’s face was beat red.

“Oh my god, I can’t believe that happened.” Bemoaned Lara as she tried to feel at the back of her bra.

“It’s no big deal, let me take a look.” Commanded Shana as she began pushing up the back of Lara’s blouse.

“Shana! Stop!” Lara locked her elbows on her sides to keep the rest of her top from following the back.

“Calm down. I’m checking the damage for you.” Shana playfully slapped Lara on the butt.

Always one to back down when confronted, Lara relented and allowed Shana to pull up the back of her top and examine her damaged bra, holding her tongue about the inappropriate touching of her bottom. She nervously eyed the restroom door praying no one else would enter.

Shana saw that one of Lara’s bra straps had snapped but the rest was still fine. An idea popped into her head and a grin spread across her face as she slipped her hand into the side pocket of her backpack and brought out a pair of scissors.

“Your bra is in bad shape, girl. Let me see if I can help.”

Shana pulled back on the bra and slipped the scissors over the backband, right next to the hook. She bit her lip in anticipation as she snipped the bra into uselessness.

“Shana, what happened!?!” Lara was in a near panic as she felt all support from her bra disappear.

“Sorry, this thing is done. I tried to help but it just snapped in half.”

“Can’t you tie it or something?”

“Are you kidding me? Your boobs have supersized in the past 6 months. This thing barely closed before, that’s probably why it snapped.” Shana held back her giggle at the blatant lie about the reason for the ruined bra. It was true that Lara had developed a great deal in the past 6 months. She went from a small C-cup to a full D-cup. She had still not updated all her bras, so several of them were left to strain against her sizeable chest. Most 17-year-old girls would kill to have a rack like Lara Kinshaw, but to her it just brought unwanted attention and made cheering painful without the proper support.

“What am I gonna do? I can’t go without one, everyone will notice.” Lara was nearing hysterics just picturing her uncontained chest swaying for all the perverts in their school.

“You’re over-reacting. I go without a bra all the time. No one will be able to tell.”

Lara bit her tongue before mentioning that it would be much more noticeable on her than on Shana. She knew her best friend was a little sensitive about her modest bust.

“I can’t do it.”

“Just give it a try and we’ll see how it looks.” Shana began rolling Lara’s shirt up her body and slapped her on the bottom again when Lara locked her arms in place to keep her shirt down.

Lara jumped away from Shana and pulled her blouse back down. “Okay, okay. I’ll do it in the stall.” Lara quickly threw herself in a stall and locked it.

Shana found herself jumping up and down in excitement at Lara’s predicament as the bell rang. That meant they both had to be in their next class in 3 minutes.

“Hurry up, Lara. We gotta get to class!”

Lara slowly unbuttoned, removed her new blouse, and hung it on the stall door. Her bra slipped off completely, only hanging onto her right arm as soon as she did. In frustration she ripped the bra off and threw it on the ground. It was a good, sturdy bra. Plain old nude colored, like most of her underwear. She barely owned anything fancy or “cute”. Underwear was simply meant to be practical and hygienic. Knowing that she only had maybe 2 minutes to get to class she quickly put on her shirt and grabbed the bra off the ground. Her next class was halfway across the school so she would already have to jog to make it in time. Taking a deep breath to steady her nerves, she opened the stall and took a step out.

Shana stood in front of Lara as she exited and was taking a selfie while making a silly duck face. Lara appreciated the silly gesture to momentarily take her mind off how horribly inadequate her state of dress was. She laughed at Shana and tossed her bra in the garbage bin. No reason to keep it. She was about to check her appearance in the mirror when Shana threw her backpack in her arms and pulled her out the door saying they were late. In a state of confusion and discomfort Lara threw her backpack over her shoulder and began trotting to her next class.


Shana could not believe she got that picture of Lara while pretending to take a selfie. She had the flash on and everything. In normal light it was relatively obvious that Lara had removed her bra. If you looked at her chest you could clearly see two small dark circles over her breasts. With the flash from the phone camera, it became completely sheer. Shana stared in amazement at the borderline topless picture of Lara she now had on her phone as she walked slowly to class. Unlike Lara, Shana did not care if she was a couple of minutes late for class. She just wished she was in the same class as Lara. She wanted to be there when the boys noticed. Shana felt herself moistening between her legs at the thought. This picture would have to be her consolation prize. She could not wait to see Lara after class.


Lara was glad that the hallway was mostly empty as she made her way to class. She could feel her chest moving with every step she took. Walking slowly and carefully was not an option as the bell was going to ring any second. She knew a couple of people had seen her but hoped they did not notice anything.

At the exact instant the bell rang she opened the door to her calculus class and walked in. The whole class was staring at her. If Lara knew the show she was putting on for the class at that moment she would have fainted. Her nervousness, mixed with jogging across the whole school, had created a thin layer of perspiration around her body. Most importantly, her breasts. The very breasts now staring at her entire math class through a moist blouse, currently stuck to every curve like cling-wrap. Her nipples puckered and hardened at the sudden attention.

Lara, assuming that at worst people might be able to tell from the way her chest moved that she was braless, quickly made her way to her seat at the back of the class. Every eye followed her the entire way. Mr. Pelter, the math teacher, seemed to be the only one in the room unaware of the ongoing show. He was still at his desk checking through his lesson plan. After sitting for a moment Lara finally looked down to check herself and noticed her hard nipples poking into the thin blouse. Luckily, she had dried enough that she never knew the full details of what her class had seen. She still crossed her arms over her breasts and made a promise to herself to carry her books or something in front of her chest for the remainder of the day.


When Lara approached Shana at the end of the day, she was holding back tears about how humiliating her math class had been. Shana decided not to mention the rumors she had heard about Lara’s class. It took no time at all for it to spread across the whole school that Lara had no bra and a see-through shirt in her math class. The current reigning opinions were that she lost a bet or that the whole thing was made up. Lara had a reputation as a good girl. She was a straight A student who had been on less than five dates in her entire high school career. No one had ever even seen her in a bikini. Why would she be running around showing off her tits in math class?

Shana decided not to push the issue about Lara holding her textbook over her breasts for the entire walk home. She had her wonderful photograph to fall back on, after all. There would always be other days when she could push the envelope with Lara. Shana decided it was time to game plan. After the rush she got from setting Lara up today, she knew she had to do it again and do it even bigger.

[Skylar21]

An unwilling exhibitionist and she still has her clothes on. But for Lara, this is such an embarrassment.

I like where this is going. Looking like some good ENF.

[Mariax]

Just a little update.

I have been highly motivated and just finished chapter five tonight. That means I have my 3 chapter buffer I wanted, so from here I will post a chapter every time I get one written. I would love to get one posted every 2-3 days while I am feeling this motivated. Hopefully you will see chapter 3 posted very soon.

[emobat]

Wow loving this and love the idea of community spin offs, I already have an idea

[square]

Nice. I love your style of stories and hope this one ends up just as humiliating.

[Mariax]

Nice. I love your style of stories and hope this one ends up just as humiliating.

I'm glad you like my work. This story will get exceedingly humiliating. Anyone who has read my other stories knows I'm not one to pull punches.

That said, my whole goal is to tell what is unquestionably a VERY unrealistic story in as believable a way as possible. Part of that is a slow build up and (hopefully) believable characters and motivations. You will have to be a little bit patient to get to the more intense stuff in this story, but once it really gets going I think you will be very satisfied.

I am working on the next chapter right this very second. I hope to post chapter 3 tomorrow.

[Mariax]

It took a week after the ruined bra ordeal before Lara started feeling normal again. She had called in sick on Friday and then spent the entire weekend in her room, too embarrassed to show her face to anyone. When she returned to school on Monday morning, in an extremely conservative sweater and jeans, she felt like she was getting more looks than normal. But by the end of the day everything seemed to be normal. The rest of the week was nothing special, and by Friday Lara felt as if she had fully put the humiliating event behind her.

Shana perked up when she met Lara in front of her house to leave for school and Lara was finally dressing like a teenage girl again. She had a knee-length navy skirt and a cute blue top with spaghetti straps. Her long, straight blonde hair was in a simple ponytail, falling nearly halfway down her back. She smiled at Shana as she turned to yell goodbye at her unseen mother. While Lara’s back was turned Shana felt her own curly brown hair and wished she had locks that shined like Lara’s.

The two girls chatted about their plans for the upcoming weekend on the pleasant walk to school. Lara planned to work on her science project and maybe catch up on some reading, only Shana knew it, but Lara had an addiction to corny romance novels. The kind where big strong men would sweep an innocent girl off her feet into some wild and romantic adventure. Shana didn’t do much reading herself; her weekend would consist of watching TV and schlicking herself to the memory and photo of Lara with her nipples exposed at school. Although she was getting antsy for some new action. Something as PG-13 as what happened to Lara the previous week could only keep Shana’s motor running for so long. She eyed Lara’s outfit for the day and wondered how she might make things more interesting.


Morning cheer practice ended up being more grueling than usual. The girls’ workout clothes were totally soaked with sweat, and they were covered in dirt from the poorly maintained field they used for practice. Even Lara was forced to take a shower if she did not want to smell like sweat throughout the school day. The moment everyone was in their shower (their school provided individual shower stalls, not a communal shower area) Shana made sure to finish extra quickly and scurry back to the lockers. She opened Lara’s locker and grabbed all her underwear. Both the dirty pair from practice, and her clean pair laid out for the rest of the day. With a stifled laugh she buried them under some old paper towels in the garbage can and moaned as she quickly rubbed her pussy at the thought of innocent Lara wearing a skirt and going commando all day. After a moment of thought she buried her own underwear right next to Lara’s, although her jeans and loose-fitting t-shirt would be significantly less risky than Lara’s outfit. Before anyone even noticed she had left she ran back to the shower and got back in for long enough to wet her hair and pretend to be getting out at the same time as Lara.

Shana was red and flustered at the thought of what she had just done, and what was coming. She prayed Lara would not notice her obvious arousal. The girls wrapped their towels around themselves for the short walk to the locker area. Lara’s towel was large enough for a woman three times her size, of course. On the rare occasion that Lara showered after morning practice she would manage to put on her underwear without removing the towel. She was in for a rude awakening today.

To throw off any potential suspicion, Shana opened her locker first and immediately pretended to be worried about her underwear missing.

“What the hell? Where’s my bra?” Shana pretended to be annoyed and shuffled through her locker.

Lara got a nervous expression on her face and quickly pulled her own locker open. Nothing remained in there except her tank top, skirt, and sandals. “Nooooo…” Slipped out of her mouth as she rubbed her hands across the back and sides of her locker, as if her missing unmentionables would suddenly emerge.

“Yours are missing too?” Shana pretended to be concerned for her friend.

Lara sat on the bench and put her head in her hands.

“This can’t be happening… Not again…” After a moment she managed to respond to Shana. “Yes. Someone stole my underwear.”

“Well, we’re in this together. Come on, let’s get dressed and see how we look.” Shana decided to step up her own boldness and removed her towel completely, standing stark naked in front of Lara and a few other girls. Shana felt her knees get weak at the rush, but no one else batted an eye other than Lara. It was normal for girls to be naked in the locker room.

“Oh my God! You slut!” Lara giggled at her friend who put her hand on her hip and flashed the peace sign with her other hand while in the buff. Lara felt a little better knowing she wasn’t alone and began running her skirt up her legs while still wrapped in the towel.

Shana was a little disappointed that Lara had not followed suit and gotten naked with her. She reveled in her own nudity before reaching into the locker and grabbing her shirt. She enjoyed the feeling of the material dragging over her hard nipples. Lara seemed to have managed to pull her skirt up under the towel and was pushing her head through her tank top when Shana ripped the towel down with no warning.

Lara screamed and struggled to pull her tank top down over her wobbling breasts. For a few seconds Shana just laughed at her friend while a few of the other girls gave them odd looks. A little horseplay was not unheard of in the locker room, but it had been a difficult practice, and no one knew how the two girls had the energy left. Lara glared daggers at her friend who quickly stopped laughing.

“What’s the problem? It’s only us girls in here?” The still bottomless Shana asked.

“I don’t care I just don’t like it.” Lara looked away when she found her eyes drawn to Shana’s black pubic patch.

“We need to break you out of your shell. I think going around without underwear will be good for you.” Shana began pulling up her pants as Lara grimaced at the reminder of her state of undress.

Once both were finished dressing, they walked over to the mirror to check themselves out. Shana looked perfectly normal. Her smaller breasts were more than perky enough that she really did not need to wear a bra, and her t-shirt was loose fitting and plenty thick.

Lara was not quite so lucky. Her top was significantly less pornographic than it had been the previous week, but it was not ideal for going braless, especially with a chest as large as hers. No discoloration showed through the top, but Lara’s nipples were on the longer side, and she looked like she was smuggling pencil erasers under her top. Her face was a deep red as she attempted to flatten her front with her hands, but of course the effort was fruitless. The moment her hands moved out of the way her nipples sprung back into view. She knew it was being made worse by her nerves and adrenaline. If she could just force herself to calm down, it would be much less noticeable. At least her bottom half looked fine. She wore a frilly navy colored skirt that went all the way to her knees. It was a very light skirt and could be easily blown by the wind, but it was long enough that there was no real risk of exposure. With a sigh, Lara decided to repeat her actions from the previous week and held a textbook in front of her breasts before leaving the locker room and heading to her first class of the day. Lucky for Shana the two girls shared their first and third period classes, so they headed off together.


The cool breeze between her legs was a constant reminder to Laura that things were not right. She had never gone commando like this in her life and doing it while wearing a skirt was beyond awkward. She was painfully aware of the way her skirt billowed behind her. Something she usually took for granted was becoming a paralyzing form of anxiety. If her skirt blew back a bit too much her classmates might see her butt! It was highly unlikely, it would take a huge gust of wind hitting at just the right angle, but just the knowledge that it was technically possible had her heart beating a mile a minute. She clutched her textbook so hard to her chest that her breasts were squeezing out on either side.

She made it to English class with Shana in tow. The two girls sat in the back. Shana felt a thrill from being commando, even if no one could tell, and Lara felt more self-conscious than she ever had in her life.

Lara was in the middle of the row with Shana to her left. When the class had settled in and Miss Collins started prattling on about some boring book they were supposed to be reading, Shana was finally able to appreciate the view she had created. Lara could not help herself from taking notes, so her chest was finally unguarded. With a shirt so thin, it was a huge mistake for a woman as well-endowed as Lara to not have a bra on. You couldn’t miss the extra-long pencil erasers jutting lewdly out from her proud chest.

With a smile Shana noticed that Billy Higgins was staring as if he had just seen an angel. He sat to Lara’s right side, directly opposite Shana. His jaw had literally dropped, and his mouth was gaping open as he openly stared at Lara’s chest. Her breasts gently swayed just a tiny bit as she took notes on the teacher’s lecture. Her extended nipples drawing the tiniest little circles in the air. Shana couldn’t believe Lara hadn’t noticed. Shana subtly turned the flash off on her phone and got a perfect photograph from under her desk showing both of Lara’s nipples as well as the awe-struck dork staring from her other side. Shana felt a twinge in her pussy and imagined it was her that boys couldn’t tear her eyes away from. She imagined how she would wink at Billy and twist her nipples for him if she were in Lara’s shoes. Boring old Lara just casually brushed a strand of her perfect blonde hair behind her ear and continued following every word from Miss Collins.

Near the end of the class Billy pulled out his phone and Shana saw him snap a photo just like she had. She made sure to look away, so Billy didn’t know she had been watching him. She felt another jolt of arousal knowing that her actions had given this nerd masturbation material of her best friend. She knew this photo would spread like wildfire. Billy had a big mouth and would probably have sent the photo to all the other band geeks by the end of next period.

Eventually English class ended, and Shana was forced to let Lara out of her sight. She hated not being there to see what happened next.


Lara was glad that her first class had gone by smoothly and started getting over her extreme embarrassment over her current state of dress. She was still holding a large textbook in front of her breasts as she walked from class to class, but she didn’t think anyone would notice her lack of a bra once she was sitting.

Her second period class was Biology. That meant she would be sitting on an elevated stool at a lab station rather than a normal desk. As she climbed up onto the stool, she felt a little conspicuous. As much as she regretted it today, her station was at the front of the classroom. The one or two students who caught a glimpse of her sitting down got a bit of a show as her unencumbered chest bounced from one side to the other as she settled in. Lara felt what was happening, but the stools were very tall, and she didn’t see a more subtle way of taking her seat. She blushed and stared at her lab supplies, avoiding eye contact with anyone in the room.

Lara’s lab partner was a reserved girl named Natalie, they generally got along very well. Natalie took her seat and nearly fell out of it when she saw the nipples jutting lewdly out into the fabric of Lara’s blouse. She decided it must be some kind of mistake as Lara was a very proper girl. She would never go without a bra by choice. Natalie was attracted to women but was too scared to come out of the closet. She found it extremely difficult to not stare at Lara’s chest, so she buried her nose in her work as a distraction. She was afraid she would give away her secret if she wasn’t careful.

Lara made it through Biology without any major incident, but the news that Lara Kinshaw was once again not wearing a bra was spreading quickly, and this time it was not being ignored as mere gossip. Too many witnesses were seeing it and the picture taken by Billy during first period had already started spreading around the school.

Unaware of any of this, Lara wandered into her 3rd period History class and waived at Shana who had been anticipating another class with Lara for the past hour. She was sitting right in the middle of the classroom where the two of them always sat. Still carefully holding her textbook over her chest, Lara took her seat next to Shana. She put her textbook back in her bag and began grabbing her history class notes and Shana was pleased to see Lara seemed to have perpetually hard nipples. She was afraid after her nerves calmed down it would become less obvious Lara was bra-less. Shana also noticed Lara was not being as careful with her skirt as she had been in the morning. She immediately began brainstorming how she could use this to her advantage.

Their teacher, Mr. Gould, was young and still got excited about his lessons. They were currently going over the Dark Age in European history and he loved dressing up in costumes and bringing in real props for his lessons. He was wearing normal clothes today, but he had several props around the room that had shown up over the past week or so. The most eye-catching prop was an old pillory. It looked totally authentic but was certainly just a recreation. Shana couldn’t help but think about how humiliating and exciting it would be to be trapped in that thing, totally at the mercy of the other students in the class. This began to warm up her libido and she moved her focus back to Lara, she needed to find some way to ramp up Lara’s exposure. The hornier she got the more she felt the urge.

Lara’s top was already pretty daring with how lewdly her nipples indented the blouse, so Shana decided to focus on the skirt. It was a dark blue skirt that flowed out enough to allow it to flow in the wind just a bit, but it was too long for any real excitement. Taking a closer look at Lara’s immediate surroundings Shana saw exactly what she needed. Mr. Gould had old-school wooden desks and chairs in his classroom, he thought it was like having a small piece of history that students could interact with day-to-day. What Shana noticed was what appeared to be a screw sticking out of the front left leg of Lara’s chair, right below the seat. It was probably meant to keep the wooden legs properly attached to the seat.

It took most of 3rd period for an opportunity to present itself, but with about 5 minutes left in class Mr. Gould told them they could have the rest of their time to review their notes. Immediately almost every student was up and chatting with friends, making noise and paying no attention to Shana and Lara. Shana came up with an excuse to get right next to Lara and pushed the sharp end of the screw right through Lara’s skirt at about the half-way point. She put her hand on Lara’s shoulder and asked to borrow her notes immediately after.

Shana returned to her seat while returning her best friend’s smile. She pretended to copy the notes while praying Lara wouldn’t notice. It never even occurred to her that this was a cruel prank on her friend. She was lost in the fun of it all and the extreme arousal it was bringing her.
The bell rang and Lara picked up her bag at the same time as she was getting out of her chair. Her momentum was carrying her more than enough for the screw to tear right through her skirt. The little prank was far more effective than Shana could have imagined. A giant tear ripping more than one third of the way across Lara’s skirt appeared, with the back of her skirt still being attached to the chair. The ripping sound was more than loud enough that the entire classroom full of students had stopped what they were doing and were staring at Lara’s legs up to only a few inches below her butt. For what must have been at least a full five seconds Lara was white as a ghost and frozen with fear. She looked back and forth between her skirt and the mass of students unsure of what to do. Finally, her face turned a deep red and she dropped her bag and began wrestling her ruined skirt away from the desk. In her rush to escape the situation she was pulling on the skirt instead of gently removing it and just making the situation worse, the ripping sound returned and now the tear went halfway through the entire skirt. The students then began laughing at her and a couple were even fast enough to get their cell phones out and start recording the scene. She had all but forgotten her bra situation by this point and the bouncing of her breasts within her tight blouse as she jerked on the ruined cloth was hypnotic. Eventually Lara regained control of her composure and removed the screw from what was left of her skirt more carefully. Without making eye contact with a single other person, she held up the torn side of her skirt to keep from stepping on it, grabbed her bag, and walked out of the room.


The giggles and laughs Lara heard behind her would be ringing in her head for the rest of the week. She had never been so humiliated in her life and just wanted to get to the restroom to check the damage. She knew that she was showing as much leg now as she normally did in the cheer uniform she hated so much, but it felt far more inappropriate in her current situation. The rip in her skirt couldn’t be more than a couple of inches below her butt, and since she was no longer wearing any panties, this was a nightmare scenario. All she could think about was getting into the bathroom and out of public view as quickly as possible.

She finally reached the door and the second her hand began to push it open she felt Shana’s hand on her shoulder as it turned her in a different direction.

“Let’s get you to the Home-Ec room and see if I can save that skirt”, said Shana as she took command of the situation.

Lara just nodded her head and held back tears. She knew Shana was in Home-Ec and good at sewing. When things were hard, she could always rely on her best friend to take care of her and make her feel better.

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