Show and Tell
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Hi, I'm Melissa Smith. I teach English class at a prestigious all boys school. I have a particular unruly student whom I will never forget, he exposed me, a conservative woman, to hundreds of thousands of people on live television. Let me tell you my story.
Johnny comes up to me while I am giving a lecture, just like him to interrupt class again! This time is different, he has a sweet smile on his face and a gift behind his back. He mentions that he really wants to pass English class to move onto the 10th grade, and he would like my help. He gives me a gift and apologizes for disturbing class so often, and he promises not to do that again. The gift is an expensive bottle of perfume, he is so sweet to notice that I wear perfume to class! I spritz it on my clothes and thank him, he goes back to his seat.
"Today class, we will be having Channel 6 and the Principal visit! They will be showing us on television LIVE! It's very exciting, but you must keep calm, eyes front and center, and act normal, as if they are not there." I know that the News will be choosing the best teachers for the prestigious annual award, and I have dressed extra nice, lovely, and even curled my hair for the event. I am so excited, and I hope they choose me.
The News Camera, reporter, and the principal, Mr. Johnson enter. The boys start to snicker, giggle, and point at me during my lecture. I notice the lace from my slip is starting to show. I smooth it under my dress and explain that I went to a new Dry Cleaner, that they might have shrunk the fabric a bit. I am embarrassed, but I carry on my lecture, business as usual.
But then.. Oh! The fabric is so, so tight. My button flies off. Oh my! The seam starts to rip along the side. The zipper starts to slide down. I am embarrassed, but I am not anywhere near exposed. This award is important to me, and I must carry on my lecture, and hopefully the audience can excuse my little wardrobe malfunction.
The shrinking of my dress accelerates. TEARING, Ripping, and oh my, it does hurt to feel the fabric tight, tight around my body until it literally tears right off of my body. I am standing in my lace slip, stockings, garter, and my bra and panties can barely be seen under the lace. Oh! I am so embarrassed. I now MUST excuse myself.
I ask the Principal to take over the class while I change into something more appropriate. He nods his head, and looks at me in a disapproving look as if "what are YOU doing!" I explain that I did not do this at all, I don't know what happened! I hurry to the door, but it's STUCK. It seems as if there is a grating sound coming from the handle. The principal says that "some prankster likely poured sand inside the lock, locking us all inside of the room!"
I ask the camera man to stop rolling, but he is clearly too excited to stop. The reporter and camera man look at me like eyes wide open, drooling over my exposure. My hands are covering all that I can. I see Johnny snicker at me. I then realize that Johnny must have done something to make my dress shrink!
Johnny comes up to me and explains that his step-dad is a scientist, his step-dad has a shrinking potion, and he put it in the perfume. He has an antidote but I must walk over to my laptop, and enter in a passing grade for him to receive the antidote. Well.. I am humiliated, and I consider giving into his proposition for a brief moment. I then come to my senses and realize that the Principal and entire world is watching our conversation. I deny him, "absolutely not! This is called extortion, John, and I will give you detention for the rest of the year!!" He sprays my lingerie and stockings with more shrinking perfume.
Oh no! The slip is starting to shrink, shrink, rip, tear. Oh, it is so embarrassing! It shrinks until there is a small strip of fabric on the floor, I reach for it, but it shrinks into nothing!! My stockings are next, splitting, running, tearing, falling down to my ankles, and then disappearing. I ask the principal to call "maintenance."
Meanwhile, my bra starts to tighten across my chest. My bra tears and rips off! I cover up my exposed breasts with my hands. A bit of nipple peeking out here and there. My garterbelt is the next to go, rip, rip, tear, and then my panties! I fall to the floor, helplessly trying to cover my body.
I beg the principal to take off his button down shirt and hand it to me. He seems hesitant to remove his shirt. Oh no! I beg the camera man to turn off the camera. My dominant, assertive, strict demeanor turns more submissive and worrisome.
I can hear the Maintenance men working on the lock. "FASTER!" I plead them to please hurry! The Principal finally hands me his dress shirt. I button it up, while everyone can see my entire naked body. I am mortified! The door opens, I RUN OUT! I can hear snickering, laughter, and wolf whistles as I leave.
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