The Worst Day(s) of My Life: Day 02 - Sex Stories

The Worst Day(s) of My Life: Day 02

... shelter from the onlookers, who were booing her and imploring Sylvia to come out of her cover.

"Can I put my hands down, now?" Sylvia asked.

"Fine, whatever." Elizabeth replied, holding her phone down to the ground. "I'll delete the stupid video, don't want some slut on my memory anyway."

Sylvia grabbed the outfit from Monica and began to redress as Elizabeth tapped a few buttons on her phone with a neutral expression.

"There." Elizabeth held the phone up to Sylvia, who was pulling a thin shirt down over her head, ignoring the smell. "See?"

The phone was open to its gallery, the photos and videos sorted by most recent and largely consisting of normal things - pictures of food, scenery, a few selfies. Sylvia noticed one or two more raunchy pictures, but there was little that could be made out from the thumbnail other than the color of the swimsuit.

"Alright, fine." Sylvia pulled the shorts up to her waist, shaking her legs a bit at the wedgie.

The outfit was the same one she'd been wearing the last time she went out to the car with Monica. The shirt was far too revealing and meant for a man's torso, but by now she'd had enough practice holding her arms just right to keep her breasts inside. The shorts were loose at the bottom, hanging down past her knees, while the top was tight around her hips. Men's clothing really was different.

"I should tell you," Elizabeth said, getting back on to the car with her boyfriend. "I wasn't the one who stole your ...

... clothes. They were sitting on the bench when I left gym."

"Then who?" Sylvia asked.

"How should I know?" Elizabeth tossed an empty coffee cup onto the ground in front of them as her boyfriend drove off.

"Are you alright?" Monica shut the trunk and turned to Sylvia.

"Yeah, I think I'm fine." Sylvia straightened out the shirt as best as she could. "My feet are a bit awkward from all the rocks in the parking lot, but I don't think they're bleeding. Other than that, it's just my boobs sticking out of the sides."

"Darn, I wish I had a bra in there." She tapped on the trunk. "Actually, I've got just the thing!"

Monica fished around in her pockets for a while, then began to scan the car.

"Oh no!" She said. "I can't believe it!"

"You locked your keys in the trunk?" Sylvia remembered this. She was going to say something about it but was busy trying to cover her nudity in the moment.

"Ugh..." Monica sighed. "I had some athletic tape in there for sprained ankles and stuff! You could've wrapped it around your boobs."

"Well, it's fine." Sylvia pat her friend's shoulder. "You can get a ride to the prom with me, later."

As the two walked back to school, she heard the baseball team getting chewed out by the coach. He didn't seem to believe them when they claimed a naked girl had run past, and when one of them pointed to the now very dressed Sylvia, he blew his whistle and made them start to run laps.

"Hey Sylvia," Monica started. "How did you know I had clothes ...