“Your outfits are prettier than ever today, girls,” said the teacher as he called the class to order.  “I want to call you up to the front of the room for selection, starting with the shortest dresses.  And since this is the last day of selection, there are a good number of you who decided not to wear any bottoms at all, so I’ll start with you.”

“Megan,” he called.

Megan wore a halter top that just barely covered the front of her small, round breasts.  Her nipples were hard, visible not just through the front of her top, but from the side as well.  Her skin was smooth and soft, light brown, and without even a hint of tan lines.  Her pussy was just as smooth.  She beamed with pride as she stood before us, and rightly so, I thought.

“Alexis”

Alex strode to the front of the room wearing a cute top that was short, exposing her belly button, and semi-sheer, her small, round breasts were visible through it.  She put her hands on her slender hips, and turned around for us, showing off her tight butt and smooth-shaven pussy.  She has a very pretty smile, clearly proud to be selected to earn points today.

“Taylor”

There’s no reason other than sheer exhibitionism that Taylor would need to come to school bottomless.  She already has 27 points, far more than she needs to stay out of the doghouse.  But there she was, with a tight-fitting top, keeping her big boobs nice and snug, and her big broad smile.  She kissed Megan and Alex when she joined them at the front of the room, and then spread her legs to make sure we all saw her pretty pussy.

“Any other bottomless girls?”  No one stirred.  I looked at Mandy, and saw she was wearing a loin cloth.  I hoped it was short enough.

“Any girls showing more than three inches?”  That was the teacher’s way of asking if any girls were wearing dresses that were three inches less than crotch length, or “minus 3” as it is sometimes called.  No one moved.

“Minus two?”  A few girls got up.  I waved at Mandy to get up there.

“Minus one?”  I got up, and took Mandy by the hand.  We both wore loin cloths that were about the same length.  Since there were more than nine of us by this point, the teacher looked us over, and asked some of the girls to sit down.  Unfortunately, Mandy was one of those unfortunate girls.  It was especially sad because she wasn’t wearing anything but the tiny little loin cloth.

I kept hoping she would still be able to stay out of the doghouse, but she had no such luck, unfortunately.  Kathy, Brittany, Emmy, Nikki, Hanna, Chelsea, Courtney, and Mandy were all in the doghouse at the end.

I felt so bad for Mandy, too.  After really trying to get out, she still ended up in the doghouse.  The only silver lining is that she has plenty of company there, and so the chance she’ll be stripped tomorrow is that much smaller.

“Settle down, class!” said the teacher.  All us naked and semi-naked girls found our seats, and looked at him.  “Tomorrow is a very important day.  I want to make sure you have all read the rules for the stripping that will take place.  One of you doghouse girls, maybe Nikki, maybe Courtney, will be stripped naked, and forced to go home to your parents in the nude.  In part, this is your own choice to allow yourself to be considered for this humiliation, because you just didn’t try hard enough to stay out of the doghouse.

But there’s still something you can do between now and tomorrow to increase your chances of watching some other girl get stripped instead of being stripped yourself.  You can read the rules.  The stripping will be an involved ritual, and there’s a good deal of strategy involved in it.  You’ll need to put yourself in the place of one of the final two girls, and dress accordingly.  Or, as an alternative, you dress in such a way as to be assured of not being among those final two girls.

As I sat there in my loin cloth, my bare butt against the cold plastic seat, I felt myself shiver with anticipation as I imagined each of those eight girls begging to keep just a shred of their clothing!  It was going to be fun!  (For me, anyway)

Have we seen this beauty before?  Well, maybe she’s worth another look.