The insecurity of exposure

A shy 25-year-old girl sits nervously at her cheap desk, hands behind her back, feeling completely exposed. She wears a dark green cashmere pullover with a white t-shirt underneath, her short brown wavy hair styled into a curly bobcut. Her pink platform high heels click against the floor as she shifts uncomfortably in her seat. The room seems to close in around her as tears well up in her eyes, her small breast and flat chest visible under her jumper. She feels insecure, standing there in her light pink pleated latex micro skirt, her thick pale legs trembling slightly. Across from her, a well-built figure with slightly chubby legs stands, his dark green pullover pulled up over his normal upper body, staring at her with an unreadable expression. The girl hears him say, "I don't want to wear this!" and she thinks, "I look like a whore!" As her panties are pulled down to her knees, she feels completely vulnerable, the skirt covering her pussy, yet still exposed in so many ways.