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Subject: {ASSM} Mai Naked in School 2 {Don Gordon} (fm+, exhib, voy, toy)
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Date: Sun,  6 Feb 2005 16:10:04 -0500
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Mai Naked in School 2: Restless
By Don Gordon (with kindest regards to Karen Wagner)

The story so far:  My name is Mai Horii, and I'm a regular
high school student in Tokyo.  Up until last week, I
thought that everything was going so well at school, but
then I got so scared when I had to make this presentation.
 Mr. Tanaka, my teacher, phoned my parents, and they
agreed to bring me in to see the school district
psychologist, Dr. Ueda.  So early Monday morning, we all
went in to his office, and they asked me to take off my
clothes for an examination... except when the examination
was over, they wouldn't give me my clothes back.  The
doctor said it was Wagnerian therapy, a treatment designed
to cure my shyness.  I really couldn't believe this all
was happening, and then my parents took me down the hall
to my homeroom.  All my classmates and friends were all
staring at me as I showed up at the door stark naked.  It
was horrible.


I just stood there, covering my mouth in embarrassment
while they all stared right at me.  I couldn't believe I
was doing this - standing there naked in front of all my
classmates.  I could feel the cool air of the classroom
swirling all around my body, and there they all were
staring right at me.  Makoto was there sitting right
behind my desk looking up at me his eyes wide open.  I
looked down at the floor, but this feeling of intense
embarrassment, this tingling all through my body, wouldn't
do away not matter how hard I tried to think of something
else.  'You have to understand this wasn't my idea,' I
wanted to tell them, tell Makoto.  Makoto was the boy
who'd probably been the nicest to me, defending me when
Kobayashi and Takashi and the other boys teased me.  If
there was one boy I didn't want to see me like this, it
was Makoto.

Natsuko glared over at me equally shocked by my nakedness.
 She'd been my very best friend right from first year. 
But the way she was looking at me... this look of horror
in her eyes.  She just couldn't understand how I could
come to class naked.  I couldn't even understand it
myself.  How could I explain this to all of them?

I finally couldn't take it anymore.  I quickly handed Dr.
Ueda's note to Mr. Yabe, ran over to my desk, and slid
into my seat desperately hoping I'd somehow be able to
hide there.  I gave out a little squeal as I felt the cool
metal on my naked bum.

"Whoa!  Just too damn sexy, man," cried out Kobayashi.  
"Can you do that again?"

Practically, the whole class broke out laughing.  I
couldn't help squealing.  The seats always felt cold.  I'd
just never felt one full on my bare bum before.  I put my
head down on my desk burying it my head in my arms,
wishing I could somehow get away from this place, be
anywhere but here.  I glanced back at Makoto, but he had
the strangest look on his face, almost as if he was really
enjoying seeing me naked, seeing me humiliated like this. 
The other boys were all looking at me too, craning their
heads from this way and that.  I buried my hands between
my legs trying to at least cover my most private place. 
But there was this sensation down there, running up and
down the mouth of my slit, something like I'd never felt
before, a warm wet tingling that was driving me crazy,
making me want to touch myself.  It was making me feel all
nervous.  And whenever I glanced back at Makoto and the
other boys it just got worse.  What is it?  What on earth
is happening to me?

I pressed my legs together as tightly as I could, but the
feeling wouldn't go away.  It just kept taunting and
tormenting me, urging me to touch it.  I felt like I would
burst if I didn't do something.  I tried to breathe in
deeply, but it came out in little gasps.  I covered my
mouth trying to hide how excited I was getting.  Everyone
kept right on staring wondering what I was doing.  How
could I explain?  How could even start to tell them?  I
just sat there, my whole body quivering uncontrollably,
praying for this all to end.

Anxiously, I peered out from under my bangs up at Mr.
Yabe.  He was just standing there staring at me, as
flabbergasted as the rest of the class.  Finally, he
cleared his throat, and opened the note.  Oh, please
hurry!  Start the class!  Do something!  I can't take this
anymore.

"Um, yes, well, it says here that Ms. Horii's doctor has
recommended this, um... treatment in order to deal with
her 'excessive reticence.'"  While I sat there wondering
what he was going to say, he took out a handkerchief, and
wiped the sweat from his forehead.  He obviously didn't
know quite what to make of my situation.  No one would. 
The whole thing was crazy.  He finally turned, and wrote
out the words "excessive reticence" on the board.  "Does
everyone know what this means?"

Takashi, one of the main troublemakers in our class,
perked up.

"You got me, but as long as it means we get to ogle
Horii's sexy bod, who cares?"

The class erupted in laughter again, all the guys yelling
and whistling and pointing at me.  I raised my head, and
glared at Takashi, but he just sat there with this silly
grin on his face, wiping the drool from the corner of his
mouth unable to conceal his delight.  I need something to
cover myself with, but maybe that isn't allowed.  What am
I to do?

"Yeah, man.  Who knew she was such a fox?" Kazu cried out.
 I sat up straight, pushed my hair out of my eyes, and
stared right at him.  He just blew me a kiss.  I looked up
to Mr. Yabe for support.  Why do I have to show my body to
these perverts?  What did I do to deserve this?  I covered
my breasts with one hand, keeping the other down between
my legs.  The tingling feeling hadn't gone away.  In fact,
it seemed to be coming on even more strongly, the more the
boys taunted me.  I ran the tip of my middle finger along
the little opening down there, and then tensed as this
wave of pleasure welled up inside me.  What was that? 
Whatever it was, I'd better not do it again.  I'm starting
to lose control.

"OK, everyone.  Quiet down now," Mr. Yabe called out.  "It
seems that this is on doctor's orders.  Is that right
then, Mai?"

I nodded, crinkling my face up, begging for sympathy. 
Even though I still felt incredibly nervous and vulnerable
sitting here naked amongst my classmates, I did feel some
relief that Mr. Yabe at least seemed to accept that this
wasn't my fault.  Mr. Yabe handed Natsuko Dr. Ueda's note,
and she passed it back to me.  A lot of the boys were
still staring, but Natsuko and some of the other girls
finally started to get out their books, signalling to Mr.
Yabe to get on with the class.  I was still wondering how
I was ever going to get my clothes back from Nurse Yamada.
 Surely, they didn't expect me to stay like this all day. 
Who knows what the other boys might do?  Any minute now
Nurse Yamada will come in, and say it was all a mistake. 
I know she will.  They would never let anyone suffer
through this humiliation for long.

"OK everyone, you heard me.  Settle down.  I'm going to
call out the roll, so yell out if you're here."  Mr. Yabe
was trying to act like this was just another day, but you
could tell that he couldn't get over the fact that I'd
shown up to class naked.  He was usually so confident and
in charge, but today he kept glancing over at me, just
making me feel even more nervous.

Natsuko looked back at me with this "what on earth are you
doing" look on her face.  I just shrugged, and rubbed my
forehead.  This wasn't my idea, let me tell you.  She
looked away obviously pretty embarrassed for me.  What? 
Do you think I like sitting here like this?  I glanced
over at Kazu who was still leering at me.  I stuck out my
tongue at him, but he just raised his eyebrows at me in
this disgusting way.

I was so thankful when the class finally started because
at least some of the guys stopped staring, and faced the
front.  Mr. Yabe started writing notes on the board. 
Suddenly, Kobayashi called out,

"Hey, no fair.  Mai doesn't even have her book out."

Mr. Yabe turned around, and looked over.  I'd been so lost
in my own thoughts, feeling sorry for myself that I hadn't
even thought about taking notes.

"Kobayashi's right, Mai.  You don't want to fall behind in
your schoolwork just because of this."

Everyone was looking at me again waiting for me to get my
notebook out.  Seeing no other choice, I moved my hands to
reach down, and get my notebook.

"Whhitt-pheww!" Kobayashi wolf-whistled.  I pulled my hips
in trying to hide, but there was just nothing I could do. 
There were guys on every side of me watching my every
move.  Worst of all, Makoto was sitting right there behind
me.  He was close enough to see my every little freckle,
every little beauty mark on my creamy clear white skin.  I
glanced back at him as I leaned over to get out my books,
but I caught him leaning over trying to get a look at my
bum.  I sat up like a shot trying to cover my bum with my
hands, but all the boys noticed, and started laughing
again.  There was no escape.  There was nothing I could
do, but let them look.  I bowed my head down, and closed
my eyes, trying to get my feelings of shame under control.
 It looks like I'm going to be stuck like this for a
while, so I'd better try to get used to it.

I looked back at Makoto, and he bowed an apology for
sneaking a peek at my bum.  It surprised me a lot that he
would do that because usually he acts like he isn't that
interested in girls.  Then again, if he were sitting there
naked I'd probably look at him too.  I wonder how big his
you-know-what is.  But what am I thinking?  I shook my
head trying to get the image of Makoto's thingee out of my
mind.  Why did that pop up?  I have to settle down here.

I reached down again for my notebook, but I suddenly
realized that my breasts were dangling in the air as I
rummaged around in the bag.  Even Mr. Yabe was staring.  I
straightened up again, but I still had to get my book. 
Covering my breasts with my free hand, I finally managed
to get the book out, but I dropped my pencil on the floor.
 All the boys were staring as I reached down, and picked
it up.

"Wow!"

I sat back up as straight as I could trying to act like it
was just another day.  I demurely set my left hand down on
top of my pubic hair, and opened my notebook.  First
period dragged by so slowly with all the boys in class
watching me, and the girls looking over at me shocked and
appalled that I'd come to class dressed like this.  I
could tell the girls didn't like having me sitting here in
the nude.  It was like suddenly I'd become the center of
attention with all the boys looking at me, and not them. 
Finally, the bell rang.  Everyone got up, and flocked
around my desk.

"What did you do to end up like this?" Noritake asked.

"It's all about that silly presentation for Mr. Tanaka's
class," I admitted sheepishly.

"I guess you'll do your homework from here on in," Natsuko
chided.  I smiled at her, glad she didn't seem angry.

"Who's this Dr. Ueda?"

"The psychiatrist from the school board."

"How does it feel to sit in class nude like that?"

"Weird.  I keep wondering where my clothes are."

"Do you have to walk home naked?"

"Where are you going to eat lunch?"

Suddenly I felt a hand on my side.

"Kyaaa!" I screamed, shocked that someone would touch me.

"It's just Kobayashi," Yayoi laughed.  Yayoi was one of
the more cheerful girls in the class, a little
empty-headed, but friendly enough.

"I just wanted to see what your muscle tone was like,"
Kobayashi shrugged.  Suddenly, other guys darted their
hands in all trying to touch my pussy.  I got up from my
desk to get away, and then they started chasing me around
the class.  I was really seriously frightened.  What are
they doing?  Trying to rape me or something?  I wanted to
call for help, but at the door to our class, there was
just another whole bunch of boys from a neighboring class.
 I guess some of them saw me walking to class earlier and
were coming to get a better look.  I ran behind Yayoi and
the other girls to hide.

"Hey, no fair.  No peeking.  Natsuko, can you shut the
door?"

"Awww!  That's no fun," the boys outside whined.

"Oh, c'mon, Mai.  Give us a look.  It isn't every day you
come to class naked.  How long do you have to do this
for?"

"I don't know.  The doctor didn't say.  I go back to see
the nurse this afternoon after class."

Suddenly, the boys staring at me from the door scattered. 
Mr. Takeuchi, our world history teacher, came in, and
stopped dead in his tracks when he saw me.

"What is the meaning of this?"

I ran over, got Dr. Ueda's note from my desk, and handed
it to him.  Mr. Takeuchi was shaking with anger and shock.
 The way he was looking at me, I thought his eyes were
going to pop out of his head.  I covered my pussy and my
breasts, and waited there politely for him to finish
reading the note.

"Is this some kind of joke?" he boomed gazing down his
nose at me.

"I only wish it were.  Nurse Yamada took my clothes away
from me this morning, and she won't give them back."  He
seemed pretty upset.  "Could you maybe ask her for them?"

The boys all started booing.  Mr. Takeuchi read the note
again.

"I see.  Since when has this...?"

"I think I'm the first one in Japan, sir.  The doctor said
something about this kind of treatment coming from the
States."

"OK, everyone, settle down.  Take your seats.  Miss Horii,
I... uh... want you know that I don't usually allow this
sort of thing in my class, but if... there is a solid
medical reason, then I may be willing to make an
exception."

"I told you, sir.  This wasn't my idea.  I'm ready to put
my clothes back on anytime."

The boys booed again.

"Quieten down, I said.  So I think I understand the
situation now.  This is some sort of punishment for
something you've done."

"Dr. Ueda said it was a treatment, Wagnerian therapy, I
think he called it.  It says so in the note, doesn't it?"

"Richard Wagner, the composer?"  Mr. Takeuchi always tries
to show off his knowledge of world history.

"I believe they said it was a woman, sir."

"A woman named Wagner is making you walk around with no
clothes on."

"Yes, sir.  Something like that, sir."

"OK, then, well as long as we understand each other.  You
may sit down, Ms. Horii, and try not to attract attention
to yourself.  We have a lot to get through today."  Mr.
Takeuchi was obviously trying to sound very stern and
professional, but after he sat down, he stayed there for
the longest time staring at my breasts.  I covered them up
as best I could, but his staring was making me more and
more uncomfortable.

"Sir?"

"Yes?"

"Could we start the class?  I believe you said we have a
lot to get through today."

"Oh, yes.  Mai, is it?  I was wondering if you could put
on some clothes.  I'm finding your appearance here very
distracting."

"I would like to, sir.  Do you think you could go get my
clothes from Nurse Yamada?"

"Oh, yes, that's right.  Doctor's orders.  Well, we'll
just have to make do then.  Where was I?"

The class went on like this, Mr. Takeuchi, occasionally
stopping his lecture to stare at me, and then losing his
train of thought.  I couldn't wait for the class to end,
but some of my classmates found it funny.  I didn't think
so.  I was in really no mood for jokes.

At the end of second period, there was an even larger
group of boys outside our door.  Natsuko pushed them out
the front door, while Yayoi closed the back.  Obviously,
everyone in the school must be rushing around telling
their friends about me.  Soon the whole school would know.
 No, that would be horrible.  How was I ever going to
escape?

Ms. Shiraishi, our social studies teacher, came in next. 
I know this isn't very ladylike, but to tell you the
truth, I never really got along very well with her.  I'm
not sure, but I'd heard rumors that she didn't like the
way Makoto and the other boys fawned over me.  Anyway, it
was clear she thought my being naked was some kind of
punishment for something bad I'd done, and she was fully
convinced I deserved it.  All through class, I tried to
hunch down, and hide from her.  Right at the end, she
said,

"Ms. Horii?"

"Yes?"

"Well, I hope you've learned your lesson, and you'll be on
your best behavior from here on in."

"Yes, ma'am," I nodded, bowing my head.  As soon as she
left, the boys all broke out laughing again, imitating
what she'd just said.  I laughed too.  Obviously, I wasn't
the only one who didn't get along with her.  Soon though,
more boys were all swarming outside in the corridor again.
 Natsuko and them all had to work together to get the
doors closed, and even then the boys kept trying to push
back in.

"Oh, this is crazy.  Someone had better phone Nurse
Yamada," I pleaded trying to cover up my body.  Makoto
volunteered to help, but before he could get through, Mr.
Sato, our chemistry teacher, showed up.  He glanced at me,
and then did two or three double takes.  Natsuko passed
him up Dr. Ueda's note.  He stood there glancing up at me
nervously, as he slowly read the note.

He eventually nodded, handed the note back to Natsuko, and
started telling us what we were supposed to do that day. 
It was an experiment, and he asked the class monitors for
that day to get out the Bunsen burners and test tubes from
the back closet.  I suddenly remembered that I was a
monitor for that day.  I looked around, and all the boys
were watching me licking their lips in anticipation.  I
really didn't want to get up.  My desk wasn't much, but it
at least provided a little cover from all these prying
eyes.  I slowly stood up while the whole class watched,
and then scurried to the back of the class.

"Kyaaa!" I cried out softly, trying to cover up my
embarrassment.  I squatted down to get the equipment out,
but I could feel everyone's eyes on my bare behind.  I
covered it with my hand, but it was just so senseless. 
There was nothing I could do but let them look.  I set up
the equipment on our group of desks as quickly as I could.
 The class was all quiet as the boys all watched me.  I
had to bend over, and reach way down under the desk to
hook up the gas to the Bunsen burner.  I suddenly realized
that whoever was behind me could probably see my pussy.  I
covered it with my hand, but I was starting to get all hot
and flustered again.  I straightened back up my hand still
covering my pussy.  Kobayashi and Takashi had been
standing right behind me, and their trousers were now all
puffed out like tents.  I turned my back to them, and
tried to concentrate on what Mr. Sato was saying.

"OK, wash off the test tubes in the sink."

I moved to do as he said, but Kobayashi took them from me.

"Here I can do that for you," he smiled.  I was so
surprised.  Usually he's not that nice to me.  He came
back, and handed them to me, and we got them all set up,
and started the experiment.  Everything seemed to be going
so well, when I suddenly felt something cold and hard
brushing against my pussy lips.

"Kyaaa!" I squealed, causing everyone to look this way.

"Ms. Horii!  Quiet, we're all trying to concentrate here,"
Mr. Sato demanded in a very stern voice.

"I uh... yes, sir," I bowed obediently.  At first I wasn't
sure what had touched me.  Once everyone had turned back
to the experiment, I glanced behind me, and found
Kobayashi twirling one of the spare test tubes!  I
motioned for him to put it away, but he feigned innocence.
 I turned back to watch the experiment, but soon I felt
the smooth round end of the test tube poking around
between my legs again.  I opened my mouth to protest, but
Natsuko motioned for me to be quiet.  The experiment was
reaching some critical phase, and the people holding the
test tubes needed complete silence or else they'd make a
mistake.  I reached around, and tried to push Kobayashi
away, but soon he was back at it again.  The test tube
felt so ticklish.  I covered my mouth trying not to laugh.
 Natsuko told me to shush, but Kobayashi pushed my legs
apart, and was coming closer and closer to finding the
mouth to my pussy.

"I can't find the hole," he whispered.  "Help me guide it
in."

I looked back at him shocked, but he took my hand, and got
me to hold the test tube.  We stood there struggling over
it, trying not to disturb the experimenters, but somehow
in the confusion, I must have tilted it the wrong way, and
suddenly the test tube was sliding right up inside me!  My
whole body shuddered, convulsed in this spasm of shock at
the sudden intruder.  It was like these alarm bells had
gone off in my head.  My whole pussy was buzzing with this
vexatious tingling unlike anything I'd felt before.

"Here jack it back and forth," Kobayashi whispered,
guiding my hand to push it deep up inside me, and pull it
back out.  My hips started rocking back and forth, and I
could feel something coming on - a typhoon, an earthquake,
a volcano - I don't know what it was, but it was coming on
fast.

"Here keep doing it.  Now you got it.  That's it.  Ease it
in there."

Kobayashi's fingers were probing around in my pubic hair,
searching for something.  Soon he found what he was
looking for, my pleasure zone - a little bump just at the
top of my pussy lips.  It was usually buried inside its
own little hood, but somehow in the excitement, it seemed
to have burrowed its way out.  The way he was touching me,
the feeling of the test tube sliding in and out, was
driving me crazy.

"Kobayashi, don't.  I... I... I..."

Kazu, Natsuko, Takashi, Yayoi - they were all looking at
me now.  My breasts were all swollen, and my face must
have been beet red with embarrassment.  I wanted to stop,
but it felt so good.  Makoto looked over, and our eyes
met.  I couldn't hold it in any longer.  I let go, and my
whole body shook, and rocked, on and on for the longest
time.  I'd never felt anything like it before.  A tidal
wave of ecstasy filling me up, giving me measureless
pleasure.  It was like I was in heaven - a dream world of
wondrous desire.

The shaking stopped, and I leaned forward onto the desk as
it finally came to an end.  I felt the test tube slide out
dripping wet with my juices.  Mr. Takeuchi looked over at
me.

"Ms. Horii?"

To be continued

Don Gordon
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