King High
Misses Oliver’s chemistry class sat huddled around a wooden table in the centre of her classroom, observing intently as she poured a mixture of liquids together to create smokes and fizzing sounds. The boys were wide-eyed with a teenage lust for destruction, broad grins sitting on their faces, whilst the girls sat and fiddled with their hair in a bored manner. One girl in particular, Vicky, was looking especially dulled by the same science she had seen dozens of times, and was biting her nails. She sighed and rolled her deep grey blue eyes and stared at the clock impatiently. Across the room, her friend Sacha was smiling at her, staring across her cute plump cheeks and long dirty blonde hair. Vicky noticed and glanced her way, smiling back. Then an idea struck… She turned her attention to the science teacher and raised her hand gently in the air.

“Miss” she interrupted. Misses Oliver stopped talking and leaned her head to face Vicky.
“Yes, Victoria?”
“Miss, please may I use the bathroom? It’s, uhh… you know.”
Misses Oliver’s eyes widened and she nodded, understanding that Vicky was on her period. She of course wasn’t, but wasn’t ashamed of using it as an excuse in front of the class. A few stray boyish giggles meant nothing to her. She stood up and circled the table, walking towards the door. She knew that Sacha would be watching and walked with a swagger, showing off her firm ass. Even at the young age of fourteen, Vicky had developed the body of a young woman, with round, bouncy 32D breasts and an hourglass figure, with wide, womanly hips. She had been growing bright blonde pubic hair for a year now, but started shaving the majority of it off, choosing to ignore the picky parts that might hurt to get at.

Sacha noticed Vicky’s inviting swagger and saw this as an opportunity. She smirked to herself briefly before looking toward the teacher.
“Miss, could I go too? We’re on the same calendar and –-“
“Yes, whatever, quickly now.” Miss Oliver clearly didn’t take kindly to the idea of speaking about periods in public. Sacha beamed and quickly hurried after Vicky, her long, dark chocolate hair sweeping after her.