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and spread eagle
through school! All the years she spent making sure to lock the
bathroom door and not to parade around disrobed where her snoopy
brother might get a cheap thrill at her expense—all of it gone up
in smoke! Her brother could now gawk at his big sister’s big ol’
titties and hairy ol’ pussy anytime he wanted. And he could share
it with all of his friends. And all of her friends, as well! Oh, the humiliation! Not
to mention the conversation there’s going to be with Mom and
Dad!
    * * * *
    Hildy had gotten Dara into
this mess. Now there was nothing she could do to help her friend
who cried and pleaded for someone to give her some clothes—a plea
to which no one paid the slightest attention. Hildy’s own pleas for
mercy were equally disregarded. The sight of the two naked girls
together seemed to rejuvenate the crowd, which demanded further
entertainment. It didn’t take long for someone to suggest the
obvious thing to do with two naked girls.
    “ Push ‘em
together!”
    The two teams of captors
charged head on toward each other. More accurately, it was a pussy-first charge. They
manipulated the legs around each other in order to press the girls
together at the crotch. The captor boys began a quick up and down
movement of the girls’ bodies so as to mash and rub one pussy into
the other. It had become a girl-on-girl sex show.
    The electrified crowd
chanted. “Snatch to snatch! Snatch to snatch! Snatch to
snatch!”
    Hildy and Dara’s aroused
and swollen cunt lips penetrated deep within the folds of each
other’s now meaty, wet twats, rubbing hard against their clits.
They scissored each other— just like a
couple of lezzies !
    Unable to pull back or
fully turn her head away from the confined girl right before her,
Hildy could only stare at her nude friend. The frenetic bouncing
motion created by the boys rubbing the girls together at their
cunts caused their tits to jiggle like four water balloons on a
pogo stick. Dara’s big melons flopped about particularly heavily.
But even Hildy’s less voluminous pair was bopping about in a
circular motion that resembled a stripper’s gyrating tassels
routine. As is typical of girls who are sexually aroused, both
girls’ tits had responded by swelling even larger in
size.
    “ Hey!” called out one
observant boy. “They’re getting’ turned on lookin’ at each other’s
boobs!”
    Hildy and Dara were
straight girls. But the quivering tits were then the most
pronounced objects in each girl’s immediate line of sight, and
those tantalizing knockers worked their magic. Hildy couldn’t deny
to herself what was happening. Dara’s jiggling, swollen orbs did a
naughty dance right in her face and despite her natural
inclinations, Hildy was unable to control the mental arousal the
vision of her friend’s bouncing funbags created. There was a
perverted, forbidden kind of sexiness about it. Combined with the
physical stimulation of their mutually rubbing pussies, she started
to feel a familiar stirring radiating from her genitals. What’s
more, she could tell by Dara’s scrunched up face that her friend
was experiencing the same reaction. They were fucking each other to
orgasm.
    Shit! Hildy thought. Are we actually
turning lezzie?
    “ Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!!!” they groaned
from their quivering mouths.
    Now, in addition to
knowing what they looked like naked, everyone would also know their
“fuck faces.” Was there no end to the
humiliation?!
    “ PUT ‘EM DOWN!” thundered
the furious voice of Dr. Zabrinski.
    The gyrating came to an
abrupt halt, and a wave of fear could be sensed rippling through
the crowd, bringing it to near silence in less than five seconds.
Only Dr. Z could overpower a mob with three short words. Only she
could cut through the tightly packed student body that had worked
with diligence to muscle out any of the other faculty members who
tried to come to the nude girls’ rescue.
    The boys lowered Hildy and
Dara to the floor. Both