Underwear High School

Fbailey story number 339


Underwear High School


Son of a bitch.

Fucking Underwear High School.

Damn the luck.

Brenda and I weren’t even doing anything wrong but somehow we got caught and tossed out of our regular school.

Dad had threatened us before with Military School, Shock Camp, and even the Stockade. As you can imagine, he used to be in the military.

Well that first Monday morning Mom and Dad delivered us to school at the designated time. They took us in to see the Principle. His secretary and he were fully dressed. However, Brenda and I were told to strip to our underwear and our parents went home with our clothes. Before they left they were given a time and door to pick us up after school and to drop us off each morning.

Underwear High School was not an ordinary high school by any means. Not only did all of the students run around in just their underwear but it was a full twelve hour day from eight to eight and six days a week. Oh, and the school didn’t close down for the summer either.

We ate breakfast, lunch, and dinner at school, we did all of our homework in class, and we had exercise classes too. The meals were not great but not bad either, they were healthy and good for us. Our classes were long enough to read a chapter out loud in class, to discuss it toughly, and to get tested on the mater as well. At the end of that twelve hours Brenda and I were both tired and just wanted to go home and go to bed.

Brenda noticed that half of us guys were sporting erections most of the day and she felt sorry for me. I certainly noticed that most of the girls were dressed to excite the hell out of us boys. Most of the girls wore string bikini panties and skimpy bras if they wore one at all. Bras were not mandatory as panties were. The girls that wore bras were again doing so just to get us boys excited. They wore half bras that just lifted their breasts, peek-a-boob bras with cutouts for their nipples, or sexy lacy transparent bras that left very little to the imagination.

As we waited to get picked up we all got to put on a parachute sack of sorts to go out in public. Mom picked us up and laughed at our attire. We begged and pleaded to go to some other high school, even Military School. She just laughed at us.

That night we were exhausted so Brenda and I went straight to bed after taking a shower. Mom woke us up early but there was no need. We had taken a shower the night before and we got breakfast in school, all that was necessary was for us to comb out hair, put on a clean pair of underwear, and that parachute thing so we could go back to school.

When Brenda and I entered the school that second day and took off our sacks I was amazed. Brenda had chosen not to wear a bra that day and her swelling fifteen-year-old knockers were outstanding to say the least. They were huge compared to the other girls, not in the fact that stood straight out, but in the fact that they were big and round. I had never seen my sister topless before and I was impressed to say the least. Her breasts looked almost the size of a volleyball cut in half and stuck on her chest. After I regained my composure I looked down. She had a pair of panties that were so small in the front that they tucked up into her pussy lips. There was a string around her waist and another string down her butt crack. That was it!

When I looked around everyone and I do mean everyone was looking her. The other girls were envious and the boys were lusting after her. I knew they were jealous because I was the one standing next to her and not them.

Brenda took my arm and we walked out of the entrance area and down a hallway leading to the cafeteria and breakfast.

Brenda took me over to her table.