Episode 280: SHEER tERROR

“This is going to go over well.”

Piper Cherry pulled into her parking spot at Horton-Dexter High School and looked at all angles around her. Peak arrival time the students were out in full force, either coming from the lot or loitering in the courtyard. “Just peachy!” She chuckled, alluding to her sheer peach colored dress. “Carl must be running late. He’s usually here before I am. No warning text so it must not be anything to stress over. Let’s see how well received this dress is, as if I don’t know it’s a winner.” Grabbing her handbag consisting of her extra dress in green military mode and her immensely large toy GoGojira she exited her Ford Edge and no more than closed the door heard wolf calls and shrill whistles. “Guinness Book of World Records! Fastest wolf call reaction to a dress.”

Before she could even lock her car door Carl Manley pulled in and met her at the sidewalk. Tawny Martin next to him hurried from her seat to join Piper. “OH, MY GOD! You’re really wearing that?”

“Are you really wearing that Shoebox?” Piper retaliated. “Nice dress Kittycat!”

“You too Prettycat. Wow! I’m going shopping for one of those so I can wear it next week.”

“You will not be wearing that.” Carl closed his door and stepped up to look over Piper. A 360 edition on her part he simply shook his head and walked off.

“He didn’t tell you to go back home and change.” Tawny puckered, “That’s a good sign, right?”

“I wasn’t certain how Carlos would handle it. I brought another dress I’ll probably change into later. I’m just testing the waters to see if I drown or not.”

“Imagine wearing that dress when it rains tomorrow.”

“I hadn’t thought of that. Darn it! I should have saved it.” She had other outfits in mind that could be just as sexy. Her yellow spandex a few days back was a massive hit, so a thin white pair of leggings seemed like the next logical step. “He didn’t get after you either. I love the side shots.”

“I know, right! The other girls are going to wear less today too. We all talked about it after we left your house last night.”

“You were at my house? Why didn’t Mace mention that?”

“We wore him out.” She laughed on their way across the courtyard. Not only were the wolf pack still stalking them, but a car horn drew their attention back to the lot. “Looks like Mister Dundee is running late too. There’s Josie as well.”

“I knew Josie was right behind me. I wish Roger was right behind me, behind me.” The ladies giggled. “MY MAN! Go away!” Piper pushed the snickering redhead lending her to flaunt her stuff toward the congregation of lusting students in her way. Heading out to the circle drive area where the Jock Flock often hung out with cheerleaders, she wasn’t disappointed. Her bitches were all wearing a variety of daring outfits. Octavia Bradley was also in white with laces on the sides like Tawny was promoting, but her laces were white. Her own chest was barely hanging in there, areola shadow cresting. Woohoo! Off to single mingle!

Piper waited for Roger and Josie, Dewey Knowles also huffing to catch up. “Everyone get stuck in line at Starbucks or what?” Piper laughed as Roger caught her and checked her out.

“Damn! You’re going all out today.”

“Carlos kept pushing so I went for it. He has no one to blame but himself.”

“You might as well just go naked. I see literally everything. Nips check! Coochie slip and slide check! Crack in the sidewalk check!”

“Check, check, check me out!” They all did. “I’m not going shy now, but I did bring another dress in case Carl had a cow. So, far Ferdinand the bull has just snorted. We’ll see how long that lasts.”

“Well, considering we’ve fucked outside here, in my class behind my desk and in the hallway, my gut says you’re safe. I say keep it on.”

“It does bother me the freshmen and sophomore’s seeing so much.”

“Why? I teach naked now to all ages. A few pats or pinches is about it.” Josie caught up. The twins beside her just laughed at Piper. Sable also wearing peach found herself gently jealous.

“Don’t any of you dare to say a word about our dress choices.” Dakota rolled right on by. Sable hanging back paused her mother to warn her of Dakota’s secondary dress and her grumpy attitude over her mother’s color coordination. Both had powder blue outfits, Josie wearing hers, Dakota preparing to change. Certainly not wanting to be compared to her mother Dakota was feeling moody as all get out. Josie simply rolled her eyes and nudged Sable to go on and look for Travis Herbert. As if she was in any hurry to find her boyfriend. He was busy anyway.

“I swear my daughters are growing up way too fast.”

“While we regress back to their age.” Piper giggled. “Hold up Teenyboppers here comes Marci. She wore a dress ... WOOT! WOOT! THAT’S MY BAND LEADER!” Marci turned beet red to match her scarlet mini dress. Roger Dundee even volunteered a shrill pair of fingers to his lips whistle. Hearing the whistle fellow teacher Mallory Unger just getting out of her car froze in step and trembled. Suddenly she began panting with her tongue wagging as if a dog compensating for the heat. Students walking by her were freaked out a bit as she whimpered with playful eyes. Puppy wanted to play!

“What’s with, Ms. Unger?” Hoyt Rollins looked queerly, “Is she insinuating she wants to suck our dicks?” Beside him Neo Pryor and Dillon Kirkpatrick, the Terrible Trio, were good with that idea. Mallory was pretty hot. Obviously, if she was wagging her tongue and dribbling saliva along her chin it was a favorable sign. Too stupid to go for it the boys walked on. Mallory returned to normal after a few girls told her she looked nice. Trance broken, she looked terrified then hurried on up the sidewalk.

“Red dress too much?” Marci twirled in step for Roger and Dewey Knowles. “I stick out like a sore thumb ... don’t ... I?” It was then Marci VanCamp noticed Piper’s sheer dress. “Hooooo! That’s bold.”

“Too little?” Piper snickered. “I can shed the dress and just go with my designer shoes.”

“You’re insane. Good thing I love you, Legs.” Marci stepped in to tickle the counsellor. “I need coffee.”

“Panty check!” Josie snuck in on Marci and lifted the back of her skirt. With students walking by they were previewed the music teacher’s bare bottom. HELL YES! “She’s showing promise. No undies.” Marci waved her away laughing while Dewey and Roger stared, massaging their chins at seeing her tight little butt.

“You people are bonkers. I hope I can fit in.” She was certainly glad her period was over with or there might have been more red. No one wanted to see that.

“That’s what Dewey said.” Piper playfully patted Marci on the shoulder. Dewey was looking right at her lower extremities. Just as Mallory Unger caught up Dewey let out his trademark Wolfman’s howl. As if being chased by a big snarling dog Mallory bolted for the turnstile and ran down the hallway to her classroom.

“Why is it that every time I howl, I send Mallory running?” Roger shrugged. None of the faculty were aware of Mallory’s psychiatric conditioning. Witnessing her behavior Piper realized she might need to step up her teacher familiarity. She had planned on meeting all of the faculty but was behind the Eightball. Banter resuming, the group made their way indoors. Further wolf calls toward Piper, Josie grew jealous and began mooning students. Marci shook her head and at most showed off her shoulder. Her dress was loose in the upper arms to offer that freedom. Piper motioned the others onward to the teachers’ lounge while she checked in with Carl.

Outdoors where the Jock Gawk congregated each morning, the boys were all up on the cheerleaders. In the midst of sexual tension Angus Furlong and Robin Banks met up with Dakota McKellen. Shoving her book bag into Robin’s hands Dakota razzed her and began stripping out of her current dress. Angus was nodding at her bold move with an impressed expression. Tossing him her dress Dakota posed for everyone like a porn model. Laughter and compliments were intense. Unzipping her book bag, she brought out her blue dress with laces up the side. Immediately, Tawny Martin and Octavia Bradley called her a copycat. Very same outfits but with different colors on both material and laced sidelines Dakota shrugged.

“As if I can predict what you bitches are planning to wear. I’m just living it up. Anyone see what Piper was wearing?” Angus perked up. He had somehow missed the counsellor going indoors, but again Roger Dundee next to her was likely cock blocking. Now he needed to see for himself. “Bad enough my mom wore the same color dress but without the laces. Ugggh!” Dress on and feeling sexy she threw herself into Angus and kissed him. Robin smirking at Tina Wiles over it they wondered if maybe this was Sable. Naaa!

“Hey! I’m not a bellboy. Take your bag, Hag.” Robin tossed it at Dakota, Angus caught it for her without breaking their smooch. No wonder he was quarterback. Lightning reflexes! A smirk amongst the cheerleaders and the remaining Jocks the band broke up to head indoors. Anxious Jocks needed to get eyes on Piper’s dress. The pep squad just wanted to strut their stuff.

Sable McKellen followed the masses, looking around for Travis Herbert she didn’t see her boyfriend anywhere. She did however see a certain bleach blonde hillbilly looking up at the bulletin board. Nibbling her lower lip she coyly made her way over to stand next to him. Without a word she simply nudged his arm with her shoulder. Shocked by her arrival in such a way he looked over at her and grinned. “Mornin’ birthday gal!”

“Hi! Anything worth reading up there?”

“Pajama Day on Monday. That’s going to be a hoot. Might wear my long johns.”

“What are long johns? Isn’t that a pastry?”

“It is! Long johns are kind of like a onesie for guys. Buttons down the front. Only thing is the ole’ pecker won’t hide too easy. I surely ain’t wearing underwear beneath. Pecker my size ya just can’t hide.”

“Oh, really? It’s that big?” Her eyes flared. Looking slyly down at him she saw a bulge.

“Can ya keep a secret?”

“Only if you can.” She nibbled her lip even harder.

“Ten inches!” She couldn’t even breathe after his admission. “You alright?” Her thoughts immediately went to how large Dominic Black’s monster cock was, then Mace Belmont’s closely behind. “Earth to Miss Sable.” He waved his palm in front of her face. Shaking off her stupor she pouted. “What’s wrong? I spook ya?”

“Not even! Now I want to see it.” That took him by surprise. “I know! I know! I’m dating Travis. You’re right Custer, I should figure out what I really want.” The problem was she had committed herself to Dominic’s standing order to keep Travis happy on a daily basis and build his confidence. If she lost Travis, she would lose Dominic. “You should still wear those long johns. That way I can at least get a better idea of how big it is. A girl can fantasize, right?”

“That ya can. Not like I don’t fantasize about you. I just need to keep peace. I like ole’ Trav even if he’s got himself a bad reputation. Like I told ya, you ever break up you come find me first thing.” A wink he started to turn away then realized he was forgetting something. “Hole up! You asked if I could keep a secret too. I can and I will. Fill me in.”

“Nothing! I better not. I don’t want you thinking bad of me.”

“That won’t never ever happen. Try me!”

“Swear to me Custer. I’m scared.”

“I swear!”

“Dakota and I switch identities so that I can have fun right in front of Travis.”

“Like the locker stuff with Furlong? I kind of guessed that was you. Hard to tell though, you two are good actresses.”

“You don’t think badly of me?”

“Nope! I just feel bad for Trav if he ever catches on. That’s on you Missy. I’ll still have my eye on you.” Wink! Wink!

“I want you Custer.” She became strict in tone. “I will have you.”

“Not unless I say ya can.” He chuckled. “You still got my hat?”

“Oh, yeah!” She looked around and unzipped her book bag, letting him reach inside for his John Deere ballcap. Out and on his head, she zipped it back up. “You can wear that with your long johns. Long John Deere!” She giggled.

“Always do until I go to bed. I... “ The noise level grew louder suddenly as an unexpected thing occurred. “Hooooly! Look at that.” He pointed at a new arrival. In walked Mimi Alexander wearing only fur boots, a cat ear tiara and a cat tail butt plug. Licking her lips for the students she danced around in circles, titties bouncing. That licking would have been more sensual if she didn’t have leaky condoms stuffed in her mouth. With her hands cuffed behind her boys instantly began grabbing her tail and playing with her titties...

“Oh, wow! Mimi has lost her mind.” Sable took advantage of all eyes on Squeaky and reached behind her to palm Custer’s tented inseam. He reacted by looking down at her gripping his beast. “Yep! Ten inches.” She released him and turned to face him. Sticking her tongue out at him she walked off. “OH!” She hurried back, “What should I wear on Pajama Day?”

“Your sister.” He chuckled. “Gut says she’ll be as naked as Miss Mimi there.”

“I’ll trade with Sissy then so you can see me naked.” Puckering his lower lip, he nodded. “You don’t believe me?”

“Oh, I believe ya. Can’t wait!” Under cover of Mimi pursued by Jocks, Custer shot a glance around then lifted Sable’s skirt. No panties worn he exhaled his surprise. Giggling she held out her final shocking surprise for now.

“Look under your hat.” Taking his cap off he found her microkini bottoms. She had taken them off on the ride to school and had the brilliant idea to pin them around the plastic band. “You can keep those. Mom has more to borrow.” Off she went feeling proud of herself.

“Hot damn!” Custer had to smell them. Not a soul saw him.

Five minutes before Mimi’s arrival.

“Okay, Carlos! Give it to me straight.” Piper Cherry had closed the office door and now stood next to Carl at his desk. “You keep pushing me to wear less and less. Did I go too far?”

“Naaa! You just caught me off guard. I had a rough night.”

Seating herself on his desk she looked with concern. “Need an ear? Shoulder massage?”

“Actually!” He mulled that over. “A massage would be nice. I slept on the floor last night. Don’t ask.”

“You know I will.” Hopping down from his desk she moved behind him and began kneading at his shoulders. “Just talk to me.”