TONY & SUZANNE
A Naked in School Story 

by Eagle

[Story Codes: NiS, naked, hs, exhib, voy, pett, oral, mf]


CHAPTER 2: SUZANNE'S STORY

Suzanne was conscious of the blood rushing to her face and breasts and 
the hardening of her nipples.   She had experienced very mixed feelings 
seeing her Tony like this in the hallway.  She had never seen an erection 
before.  It was as provocative and sexy as the whole situation but also her 
heart went out to poor Tony to be subject to such humiliation.  She didn't 
think she could stand to be in his position, and worst of all have everyone 
see the visible signs of her arousal!

As they filed in to English class they took their usual seats next to each 
other.  Suzanne averted her gaze away from Tony's genitals even though 
that was exactly where she wanted to look.  She was trying to be polite 
with her eyes and also set an example so that other students would also 
avert their eyes.  Tony whispered to her that his stripping had taken place 
in the private office of Miss Vincent and how humiliated he had felt.  
Suzanne was shocked!  He left out that it had also been arousing and the 
fact he had masturbated in front of the English teacher.

"Now class, as most of you will have heard in the principal's 
announcement, we have some students participating in our new 
compulsory nudity program starting this week.  Tony here is one of them 
selected by the committee as you all can see!  Because the program is 
not voluntary, I would point out that no one should think less of Tony 
because of his nudity.  He is not choosing to be an exhibitionist and 
'flaunt' his male endowments.  He is being made to do so. This week will 
doubtless be a difficult and embarrassing time for him.  I ask you all to be 
considerate."

"For those of you who want a better look at Tony's body, I am sure there 
will be other opportunities in other classes throughout the day.  For this 
class, however, I want you to think about your reactions to Tony's nudity 
and your perceptions of how Tony may be reacting to us and feeling 
about us right now.  Organize your thoughts into an essay of 500 words.  
This essay will be due next Monday.  Some descriptive sentences about 
Tony's body are all right, but keep them upbeat."  

"I will be more interested in how good an observer you are of his body 
language than of his body as such.  The best two essays will be read 
aloud in class later next week.  And you Tony will write an essay of 500 
words describing your feelings and reactions about being nude in this 
class, and your perceptions about how your classmates are reacting to 
your nudity.  If you feel that being forced to be naked in class is in any 
way unjust, feel free to express that too.  Your essay will also be read 
aloud in class later next week."

After discussing last week's writing assignment, the first bell rang, and 
class was dismissed. Suzanne did not envy Tony his writing assignment.  
Miss Vincent was going to strip him psychologically as well as physically!  
She began to collect thoughts on what she might put in her own essay.

Next it was third period and time for gymnastics class to begin.  Suzanne 
appeared on the gym floor, barefoot, in her one piece leotard which 
covered all but her long slender legs.  Following her usual custom, and 
that of gymnasts and dancers everywhere, she had ensconced her lower 
legs in leg warmers.  These would come off during her actual time on 
each apparatus, but during warm-ups and waiting periods they helped to 
keep up circulation to her legs.  She took up her usual spot near one wall, 
next to Sarah and began her warm-up exercises. Stretch and flex, stretch 
and flex.  The muscles in her young legs felt stiff at first, but gradually 
became more limber. 

Suzanne knew her legs were the envy of most of the other girls. They 
were beautifully defined with just the right degree of musculature to give 
them form. Not an ounce of flab.  Still she felt a sense of inadequacy and 
embarrassment about her body in general.  She was too thin – so she 
had been told.  Some had told her she looked anorexic, even questioned 
if she binged and purged to keep such a thin body.  Then there was the 
fact that she had practically no breasts – at least compared to other girls 
she noticed in the showers.  Many of the girls her age were taping their 
breasts to avoid having them bounce around during gymnastic exercises.  
At least she didn't have that problem.

She felt acutely embarrassed to have other girls in her regular physical 
education class notice (in the locker room) her complete lack of pubic 
hair.  Most of them were well furred by age 16 and would sometimes 
make remarks about her "childish body".  In her gymnastics class there 
were more girls lacking pubic hair.  Coach had told them that the nature 
of their competition training might cause them to develop breasts and 
pubic hair a year or two later than other girls.  At least she was not 
lagging behind her years when it came to her awakening sexuality.  

She was very conscious of and curious about boys. And there were boys 
in this gymnastics class as well.  The school used to maintain separate 
classes for boys and girls but had decided to integrate them just this year.  
Something about breaking down inhibitions and getting the students to 
relate more easily to their own bodies and those of the opposite sex. Boys 
wore short shorts and sleeveless tops that left their lean and well muscled 
abdominal areas bare. Some of the boys were real lookers, Suzanne 
thought.

Just then coach blew the whistle and got everyone's attention. 

"Today part of our class time will be taken up with something unusual.  
Mr. Richards, our principal, will be joining us, along with Ms. Williams who 
represents Ajax Pharmaceuticals.  They will tell us about a new school 
program and answer any questions you may have.  Then they will 
interview each of you individually as to any reservations you may have 
about participating in the program."

As the principal began speaking, Suzanne looked at her friend Sarah in 
disbelief. She could not believe what Mr. Richardson was saying – that 
each week 8 high school students would be forced to go naked in school 
for a week!   Further he was saying that each week one of those 8 would 
be drawn from the gymnastics class.  It was important to have certain 
body types represented in the program.  There would be stick thin kids, 
fat kids, heavily muscled football players, and slender but well muscled 
types such as could be found in this class.  There would be popular kids, 
shy kids, and complete social outcasts. The program was established 
both to provide a unique educational experience for students, but also to 
cooperate with Ajax Pharmaceuticals that had a need for a captive 
population of research subjects!  They were testing a new drug that 
promised to reduce feelings of shame. Today one of the gymnasts 
present would be selected for participation by the principal in consultation 
with the Ajax rep!

Suzanne could not help but notice that two security guards had come in 
with Mr. Richards and the Ajax guy.  She wondered why that was 
necessary.  "Now if you have questions, we will try to answer them". 
Suzanne's friend Sarah raised her hand. "What if we don't want to 
participate?  Can we get a note from our parents to excuse us?"

"Not if you are selected. The program is not voluntary.  If you are chosen 
today, you will be required to strip on the spot, placing your clothing in a 
box provided.  These two security guards are here to ensure that 
happens today.  You will be required to arrive at school each morning ½ 
hour early and strip yourself, placing your clothing in a locked drop box. 
Your clothing will be returned to you at the end of each school day before 
you board your busses."  

"We will make some attempt to anticipate situations where nudity would 
be too traumatic for a particular student.  For that reason we are now 
going to interview each of you privately to get some idea of how resistant 
you may be to the program before deciding who to choose first.  When I 
call out your name, if you are a girl then go to the table at the east end 
and Ms. Williams will interview you.  If you are a boy, go to the table at 
the west end and be interviewed by me. When she and I have had a 
chance to compare notes, we will make a selection and strip one of you 
before the end of class today.  The selected student will then be required 
to attend his or her remaining classes today in the nude.  If there are no 
more questions, then lets get started."

"Appleby, Bill - get down to my table.  Baxter, Sarah – go to Ms. Williams.  
More names presently."  And so the interviews began.  Suzanne was 
scared.  She did NOT want to strip in front of boys or attend classes in the 
nude.  Appearing naked even in front of other girls stressed her out.  It 
wasn't a religious or even a cultural thing with her.  It was because she 
didn't feel confident about her body. She didn't want everyone looking at 
her thin torso, her flat breasts, her very prominent ribcage, her childish 
crotch. And she feared the lust of boys who would probably stare at her 
crotch and make remarks that would cause her to feel violated.  In an 
ideal world nudity would not be a problem.  She had even had fantasies 
about performing gymnastics in competitions before an audience of 
thousands – in the altogether.  It could be beautiful – the lines of the 
human body not broken up by clothing – but displayed in all its natural 
glory! 


But fantasies are one thing and stark reality is quite another.  In her 
fantasies she was feeling good about her body, proud to show it off, and 
was doing so by CHOICE!  But this program was coercive.   It felt so 
different from her fantasies!   And there would be dirty minded boys who 
would do nothing but stare at her genitals and think impolite thoughts 
about her!  Some of them would probably make her assume obscene 
poses so they could get a better look at her privates.  She would feel 
violated.  She would feel an intense need to re-establish her boundaries, 
to assert her personhood and her dignity, but the program would not allow 
her any boundaries.  No program student was permitted to cover his or 
her genitals.  And hers would be more visible than those of other girls 
since she had no hair down there.  The boys would be able to see all the 
details clearly.  And no program student could refuse to pose as 
requested under the "Reasonable Request" provision of the program.  
And I am having my period now and they would all see the string hanging 
out of my privates.  Please let them NOT choose ME she thought! She 
did not think she could stand it!

The interviews dragged on.  When it was her turn Suzanne expressed 
many of her fears to Ms. Williams, the pleasant young lady from Ajax 
Pharmaceuticals.  She was told that she should not be ashamed of her 
thin body, and that it was part of the whole purpose of this program to get 
students to work through any feelings of shame they might have about 
their bodies. She was also told that no girl would be excused because of 
a string peeping out of her slit.  Boys, after all, needed to come to terms 
with the fact of female menstruation.  How were they going to learn about 
it if they never saw a menstruating girl?

After many more interviews, coach blew the whistle.  The principal began 
speaking. 

"Will the gymnast known as Suzanne please come to the front of the 
class!"  Suzanne suddenly felt the muscles in her legs turning to lead.  
But she arose, stiffly, and walked to the spot indicated.

"Now Suzanne," the principal continued, "Ms. Williams and I decided that 
in spite of, or perhaps even because of the reservations you expressed 
about nudity, that you would be an ideal candidate for the program.  You 
will now strip for us, and as you remove each article of clothing, neatly 
fold it and place in the box at your feet.  You may leave your leg warmers 
on.  When you leave this class you may put on your shoes and socks, 
and as a special dispensation for the gymnasts and dancers in the 
school, may also put on your leg warmers for your remaining afternoon 
classes.  We want to keep up the circulation to those beautiful but sore 
leg muscles.  You may not wear the warmers to your morning classes 
however, lest they interfere with everyone getting a good lock at your 
entire body."  

"I would caution everyone", the principal intoned,  "especially you boys – 
not to whistle or make lewd remarks. Yet each of you is free to look at 
Suzanne's nakedness to your heart's content.  Enjoy the sight.  Look at 
every part of her body as much as you like.  Show Suzanne every respect 
or one or more of you will be brought up here to join her."   A hush quickly 
fell as this threat was lost on nobody.

She pulled the shoulder straps of her leotard aside and began to work it 
down her body.  Soon she was standing in just her panties and leg 
warmers. She was holding her arms over her torso to shield her breasts 
from view. 

"Now Suzanne, you know the rules! No covering of the breasts! Let 
everyone see them."

Reluctantly Suzanne brought her arms outward and hooked her thumbs 
into the elastic of her panties. She froze.  She just could not do this thing 
of exposing her crotch to public view!  It seemed obscene somehow.  Yet 
the idea of the security guards manhandling her scared her even more.  
Slowly she inched her panties down until the top of her slit was just 
visible."  

"Its OK Suzanne, you haven't got anything down there we haven't seen 
before," one boy yelled out, "and we won't think any less of you for 
showing it to us!"  This encouraged her a bit and soon the panties were 
down to her knees and she was raising one pretty leg after another to 
step out of them.  Suzanne turned red with embarrassment, but kept her 
hands at her sides.
 
"Suzanne, please stand erect with your hands clasped behind your neck 
and your legs well apart."  She complied.  The boys looked at her crotch 
with interest since they could now see all the details of her labia, as well 
as the string hanging out.  At this point coach jumped in.

"Now Suzanne," coach said, "please stand in a backward bow, with your 
knees flexed, your hips thrust forward, and use your fingers to spread 
apart your outer labia so that you have no secrets from us.  Very good! 
You are a compliant girl!  Was that so hard?
Now I am sure everyone – especially the boys – would enjoy seeing you 
do a basic uneven bars routine.  Show us your skills on that apparatus 
now if you will .  Lose the warmers please – we want to see your entire 
legs now."  

Suzanne became aware the coach was handing her the chalk.   She 
proceeded to chalk her hands.  Coach stepped forward to spot her onto 
the apparatus.   Suzanne had done the uneven bars many times before 
but it sure felt different doing the routine in the nude, and knowing there 
were so many eyes studying every detail of her anatomy while she 
performed the routine.   At least she could keep her legs together in this 
routine.  When she finished there was a round of applause for her 
courage and, at a signal from coach, everyone headed for the showers.

Suzanne appeared timidly in the main hallway from the gym locker area. 
She had on only shoes socks and the leg warmers that marked her as a 
gymnast or dancer.  She tried to screw up her courage.  They would all 
notice her and start making lewd remarks.  Some boys would make it 
obvious they were gleefully studying the most private parts of her.  Some 
girls would smirk about her flat breasts and make remarks about her 
thinness behind her back.

Suzanne had Biology next with Mr. Sapphire.  Just then she noticed a 
whole group of agitated students gathered down the hall.  She had to find 
out what was going on.  Students were standing around gawking at 
another naked student named Tim.   He also had an 'erection' like Tony 
earlier. She was fascinated. But she felt sorry for Tim that he was getting 
gawked at so much.  Suddenly she felt she could save him by drawing 
student eyes toward her own nakedness.  That made her feel just a bit 
less self conscious about her own body.  As she approached the 
commotion the boys began to notice her and gather around.  But a circle 
of girls still surrounded Tim.  


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