Rose's awful day by Frankie

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Rose's awful day by Frankie

Rose's humiliating day

Wednesday, an awful day for Rose. She loved the three hours of theatre studies with her friends and she loved her teacher too; what she didn't love was the enforced dress code that she had to adhere too. As an 18 year old sixth form student she had to wear business clothes to school and her battle axe mother denied her the chance to wear trousers, it had to be a skirt. Rose only had above the knee flowing skirts and so drama, with all its activities proved to be rather precarious for her.

Waking up she rubbed her eyes and fumbled her way out of the bed sheets. After showering she stood in the mirror admiring herself, at 5 foot 4 she wasn't the tallest and she was a curvy build, not fat but 'well proportioned' as her family said. She put on a pair of white cotton bikini-cut panties and a pink polka-dot bra encapsulating her b-cup breast. She sighed as she yanked the burgundy skirt up her legs fastening it before putting a sky-blue blouse over the top, leaving a few buttons open to give a hint of cleavage. After putting her dark tights and shoes on she packed her bag and left for her school. This skirt was very short, it came a good length above her knees and she hated showing her panties to other people, even flashing her friends made her blush. So it was already a bad day for drama but it was about to get much, much worse.

She walked into the room and sat on her usual chair by her friends and whilst waiting for the teacher spoke with them, joking around with them for a good ten minutes. After her realisation that the teacher had not arrived she looked around for a note on what to do. A small sheet of paper was on her desk that she read aloud.

“Hi class, sorry I won't be in today but I have an unavoidable doctors appointment. In my absence I would like you to make physical theatre piece in groups on your school life. I would also like you to film your performances on the drama department camera for me to look at later.

Thanks, Ms Craig”

In Rose’s group they got straight to it and by the second hour had a good performance. However during one of the practices, Rose attempted a jump in the act and split her tights open completely. In her panic she fell awkwardly flashing her underwear to the entire class. Then as red as a tomato she pulled her skirt down to cover herself again. Her tights we're ruined, a ladder so big someone could actually climb it. “Oh no,” she thought to herself and excused herself to remove her tights. She considered stopping the drama bit wanted a good grade and so decided to act through her humiliation. Timidly she returned with her milky legs on display.

She felt very vulnerable whilst performing the act with so much skin on display and as a result the act was awful, her tension increased and she was as wooden as humanly possible, the matter wasn't helped by the boys watching her, hoping for an eyeful. She decided enough was enough and retired to the prop/costume room to look for some leggings so she wouldn't be so exposed. The room was a complete dump, clothes thrown everywhere, it looked like a dirty storage locker and was just an awful place to be. Rose rushed in to find something to wear, entirely oblivious the the giant exposed nail in the wall, a nail which ripped a giant hole in her blouse as she ran past ruining yet another piece of her clothing. “Shitting hell,” she snapped looking at the damage, another piece of clothing she’d have to swap. She took the blouse off and chucked it in a pile with other clothes. She pulled on a tiny white blouse that really accentuated her breasts and was at least 3 sizes too small for her and was a real struggle to button up, so difficult she gave up with four buttons to go, exposing a lot of her boobs. Rose however still had to think about her exposed legs. She peeled her skirt off her and reached over for a pair of black leggings. But at that moment she was pushed over by someone and got a face full of old clothes. As she turned her head to see Charles, the class weirdo and someone who was always trying to look up her skirt, he smirked at her. And so there was Rose, on the floor in just a blouse and knickers. “What the hell Charles,” she said to him. “What are you doing with no clothes on,” he said eyeing her up in a creepy way. “Just leave me alone, please. I'm having an awful day,” pleaded Rose still looking up at Charles. “Give me your underwear,” Charles slowly said with a grin akin to a Cheshire Cat. “Taken your pants off and give them to me or I'll take them by force,” he said.

So begrudgingly Rose stood up and took her underwear off revealing her round bum to Charles. He allowed her to pull her skirt up and left, after taking the leggings she was going to borrow. Rose’s lack of panties was so problematic now that she wouldn't dare leave the room, instead calling over her friend Victoria, a tiny 5 foot 18 year old and her best friend. She was allowed to wear trousers and so as a last ditch she asked Victoria if she could borrow her panties. Vitoria dually obliged and went into the corner and removed her underwear. It was the smallest thong that Rose had ever seen, but it was better that possibly showing her pussy to the group on film. Rose pulled the thong up her legs and to her vagina, her bush spiller out each side and the small material hide next to nothing but it would do. Victoria pulled her twisters back up and both of them rejoined the room to film their piece.

The performance again started well but at the same point that split her tights she tripped and fell, bursting her blouse spilling her bra clad boobs out, captured by film and the minds of the other drama groups. Equally in the fall, again her skirt had flipped up exposing her pubic bush thinly veiled by Victoria’s thong. Crying now, Rose left up and ran past the groups and out of the room throughly humiliated, the entire class had seen her vagina and she hated that. As she ran out of the drama room, Charles stopped her and as she ran past, grabbed her bra and skirt, snatching both away from her, leaving poor Rose trapped in nothing but a thong in school. Wednesday, truly was an awful day for Rose.