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 Nude at School: Day 2 Tuesday (teen, no sex)

   By Megan

   Day 2, Tuesday

   We got to the school early and got in with the principal.  They asked me
to wait outside his office first to talk just the three of them.  They were
in there quite a while when they finally called me in.  Then, instead of
telling me I would not need to do it anymore, my dad said they decided it
would be best if I continued.  I practically had a fit right there, and we
argued for a bit--well, me getting mad--but finally they got me to calm
down.  They explained how important this project was, and that a lot was
committed to it.  They did not have a replacement for me.  I countered,
well yeah, no girl is crazy enough to get naked in front of other kids. 
They asked me to go over how it really was, and like did anything bad
happen.  So with more and more talk, they finally got me to reluctantly
agree to continue.  My parents told the principal they would like to
observe for this class to make sure they approve of how it is being
handled. He accepted the request telling them, of course they are welcome
to observe.

   Then the principal instructed me change into the dress again and handed
it to me, and they all sat there like waiting for me to change again.  I
stood there a bit, and they all just waited.  I had not been naked in front
of my dad sine I was a little kid, but none made a move to leave or give me
privacy.  I guess they figured they were going to be seeing me naked in
class anyway.  I did get undressed, and once again he took my clothes as I
put on the dress.  He told my parents about how I should just wear a dress
and sandals to school from now on.

   It was a quite weird having my dad watch me, though I managed it. 
Finally, they left, and I went off to class again; by now half of Advisory
was already over.  I found lots of kids now wanted to talk to me about how
it was.  I also got some kids whistling.  Between classes some boys tried
groping me, and a teacher noticed though and scolded them--they were not
from my class.

   After the next period, two senior boys came up to me as I left class and
told me they had been assigned to accompany me between classes to make sure
no one bothered me.

   When lunch rolled around, I ended up with a table totally surrounded by
friends of mine, plus the two senior boys.  The upcoming class was what
they all wanted to talk about wondering what would happen.  I just kind of
said I would see, and do what I needed to.  However, about 20 minutes
before class, my teacher asked to see me.  She brought me again into her
room.  She explained that for today's lesson they would be looking more
closely at and in my genitalia.  For that she would need to shave around my
vaginal area.  I saw she had a basin of water and razor and some clothes,
and recliner for me.  I knew a lot of girls shaved or trimmed there, but it
felt a bit invasive.  However, it was clear I did not have a choice.  I sat
in the chair as she shaved all around my lips, but left the hair above on
my mons area.  It felt so weird to have this teacher of mine touching me,
shaving me right there--I was so aware of her fingers on my sex.  When she
was done she wiped me clean first with a wet cloth, which ran right along
my lips as she made sure to get it all clean, and then with a dry soft
cloth.  I could feel myself almost getting aroused, which embarrassed me to
no end.  Then she let me get my dress on, and I sort of sighed in relief,
yet knowing I would soon be showing it to the class.

   The principal, accompanied by my parents, entered as well.  He
introduced them to the class and the three of them sat in the back.  Of
course the camera crew was their gain as well.

   This time there was a recliner type chair for me to sit in when it got
time for the demonstration.  I was told to get in the chair.  I saw the
teacher has the speculum again, and explained they would be looking more
closely at my genitalia and the parts.  She had the students turn to a page
in the textbook with an illustration, and passed out paper and drawing
pencils.  She told the students they will be also doing their own
illustration of the female genitalia.

   She explained about the speculum.  The cameras again zoomed in and it
was displayed on the large screen in front of the class.

   She put on rubber gloves and had a laser pointer that she used when
pointing to the different parts of my body.  She began to point out each
part of my genitalia--first the more obvious (pointing out even my anus,
explaining that is not part of the genitalia per se), the Mons Pubis, the
Labia Majora, Labia Minoa, Vagina, Perineum.  Then she spends some time,
using the speculum as well, to point out the difference between the urethra
and the actual vagina.  She also got to some of the more detailed parts
then, and to the clitoris as well--even touching it briefly with a finger,
which does give me a little tingle!  With the camera pointed at me everyone
there was able to see it in great detail.

   I found the whole experience almost surreal, having my genitalia exposed
and probed and video-taped by my teacher as my classmates, principal and
parents look on.  The teacher did do her best to keep her tone very
clinical.

   After they were given plenty of time to do the illustrations she opened
up the class to questions.  As students asked their questions about
different parts and functions she would again either use the laser pointer,
or if need be, her fingers, to show the part in question.

   Class finally ended and I was allowed to put on my dress.  I noticed my
class started to tell me how cool and great I was for being the volunteer.
Several told me they were really glad it was me.  My parents left without
hanging out.  I would have to see what they thought when I got home.

   On to Spanish class, which was uneventful, though I cannot say I did the
best job of paying attention.

   Last period we had different electives or P.E.  My last period that day
was art class.  When I got in class easels had been set up in a circle and
there was a box with a cloth draped over it in middle of the room, as it
was when we were all to draw some still life.  Once we all got there, and
students began setting up, the teacher pulled me aside.  She told me that
she would be having me model nude today.  I tried to object that it was
about biology class, but she said no, that was not the case, and she had
discussed it with the principal.  It did not specify that it had to be
biology class, but any educational purpose!  Then telling me to take my
dress off, the teacher announces today will be a nude life drawing.  Some
of the students are in my biology class, but not all, and so some have not
seen my nude before.  She also had the videographers there so that she cold
use it for her other classes as well.

   She set me up to pose, though she did make it a more modest one, where
my genitalia were not on display, and my arms somewhat shielded my breasts.
I was given some short breaks to be able to move and no stiffen or cramp
up, though I did not get to cover up during those breaks.  In that way I
was actually more exposed on my short breaks than in my pose.  They worked
on drawing me all period.  I found out how hard it is to actually hold a
pose that long!

   At last the school day was over and I went back to the principal's
office.  I noticed my parents waiting for me there.  Now, just a bit more
used to the routine, I just sighed and took off the dress and got into my
own clothes.  The principal then told me that it had gotten out in the
press about our experiment, and because reporters had been calling the
school, he would have my parents to take me out a side way.  He explained
that while he had not disclosed my name-- the school is actually legally
not allowed to--they likely would get my name from other students or
parents who knew.

   --

   When we got home, the phone rang incessantly, but my parents ignored and
finally turned it off completely.  I did hear them talking to some people
on the phone though.  Mostly, after talking to me some about how it went,
they left me alone.  My brother let me know was there if I needed him.  I
ended up going to bed very early exhausted by the ordeal.

   In the morning, we saw the paper.  There was a front page article about
me, well about the program.  It had just a generic picture of the front of
the school.  The article started out a bit sensationalist about kids going
nude in school, but then did get down to the actual facts.  It did name me
as the girl, saying "according to several parents and students," and on the
inside page had a small photo of me from the previous year's school photo.
It did not name any boy or boys, but I guess no one knew who that would be
except the school and the boys themselves and no one was talking.  Now
everyone in town would know about me!

   (to be continued) (feedback welcome)