Mrs. Appleby adds, "However, you can't start a fire in a classroom, Katie. I'm afraid I need to fail your presentation and add this incident to your record."
From Create Your Own Story
| Status | ||
| Condition | Fully Exposed and Embarrassed | Apparel and Items: Naked except for sandals |
| Day, Time | Morning, middle of English class | |
| Need to Bathroom | None | |
| Level of Humiliation | Mortified | |
Katie only managed half a step before she froze in place.
"Whu- but... didn't you like the presentation?" whined Katie.
"It was without a doubt the most unique, fearless and extreme interpretation of that sonnet I have ever seen. As an artist I applaud your dedication and support your desire to bring your ideas to life. However, as an educator I can't condone that sort of dangerous display. Really, Katie... a fire in a classroom? You're just lucky the alarm wasn't tripped!"
Katie's shoulders drooped. Did she really just go through all of this for nothing?
"Don't worry Katie," comforted Harper, once again patting her on the shoulder and twisting what filled her rectum, "as an artist, I too support you, even if you failed."
"Don't get smart young lady," warned Mrs. Appleby. "I'm giving you both a fail, not just Katie."
"WHAT!?!"
As Harper's arms went flailing Katie felt the object she held be violently ripped out her backside leaving Katie gasping, her asshole gaping. Her knees going weak, she turned her body toward Harper. Her partner in turn shoved a large ribbed dildo against Katie's stomach then stepped away to argue with Mrs. Appleby. Katie, with no one to support her, crumpled to the floor.
"It was all Katie! You can't punish me for following her stupid ideas!"
"I most certainly can, especially if you acknowledge that they were stupid. Regardless, you were the one that lit that bucket on fire. If you had any sense at all you wouldn't have agreed to that."
Only slightly comforted by the confrontation occurring behind her, a still naked Katie decided it would be best to slip the rather large dildo - that she was now quite familiar with - into Harper's bag on the floor while the class was distracted by Harper's outburst. But Katie still could't afford to take a zero let alone have this crazy stunt on her record. She needed to back Harper on this, despite her desire for vengeance.
Katie rose to her feet shakily, both of her hands holding her butt cheeks together in an attempt to seal the chasm that was still closing. "Mrs. Appleby? Isn't there anything we could do to make up for it?"
Harper, surprised that Katie was still thinking clearly let alone speaking, decided to shut up and step back, perhaps the only good thing she had done yet today.
Glancing between her two pupils, Mrs. Appleby stared (mostly at Katie) contemplatively.
"Since I'm a reasonable woman, and considering your impressive performance, I will give you another chance. But what precisely did you have in mind?"
Redo the presentation, but this time have Harper read the sonnet.
Drawing a blank, Katie looks to Harper for help.
Ask for some time to prepare something before the end of class.
