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【High School Class 2 Exposure】(Season 3) (01) 【Author: womendeai】 

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********** ... Alright, enough chit-chat, let 's begin the story of season three . ~~ ... After the agonizing afternoon, I eagerly packed my backpack, grabbed my books, and prepared to escape this misery and head to paradise to fill my stomach. Just then, my homeroom teacher peeked out from the corridor and shouted to the class, "Because many students missed the physical exam last weekend, the school is making up for those who missed it tomorrow. Be at school at six o'clock tomorrow morning on an empty stomach, understand? I'm talking to you, Guan Yan!" "Huh? But tomorrow is Saturday~" "If you don't come again, then..." The teacher made a pinching motion with her hands, twisting them left and right. I seemed to hear a cracking sound coming from my neck, and my whole spine shuddered, cold sweat breaking out on my back. "Yes! I will definitely complete the mission!" That night, after showering, I went to bed early, hoping to sleep in the next day, but my beautiful wish was shattered. Lying in bed, I took out my phone and sent a crying emoji to Coco. Coco replied with "Serves you right," along with a tongue-out emoji. I typed, "Do you want to come to school with me tomorrow?" and sent. Buzz~~ "No, I want to sleep until noon tomorrow! #smug#" I typed, "You heartless woman!" and sent. Buzz~~ "Goodnight, have a good medical check-up #pig#" I tossed my phone onto the pillow, stared at the ceiling, and really hoped that Mengmeng wouldn't be as heartless as her sister when she grew up . Amen. The next morning at five o'clock, I was mercilessly whipped out of bed by my mom. My mom was also annoyed, after all, she hadn't slept until she naturally woke up in order to wake me up. However, after confirming that I had gotten out of bed, she went back to her room for a nap. Incredibly miserable, I could only groggily get dressed, groggily wash my face and brush my teeth, and groggily walk out of the house. I felt like I was relying entirely on the conditioned reflexes I had accumulated over the years, like a dog in an experiment that drools at the sound of a whistle, and successfully made it to school solely by relying on my subconscious. The cold wind along the way gradually chased away my sleepiness. When I arrived at school, I found only my homeroom teacher and a dozen or so students waiting in the lobby for their physical examinations. Seeing me enter, the teacher handed me an examination form with a mischievous grin, making me inexplicably uneasy. After about ten minutes, the female doctors in charge of the examinations set up their equipment. The school's physical examinations weren't complicated; it was just routine tests like vision, lung capacity, height, weight, and blood tests. We were divided into boys and girls by the teacher's instructions. The girls went inside first to have their height, weight, and body measurements taken, while the boys went first for vision and blood tests. Since most students had already had their physicals last week, only those who hadn't participated last time were present, so the number of people wasn't large. I quickly finished my assigned tasks and was about to go for my height and weight measurements when my homeroom teacher waved me over. I complained that the examination would be over soon as I walked over to her. "Teacher, the physical exam will be over soon, please don't waste my precious time. I was planning to go home and sleep after it's over." The teacher raised her eyes twice, looking up at me. " Heh heh, how dare you talk to your homeroom teacher like that." I looked around to make sure no one was there, then lowered my voice, " Teacher , you're not going to get revenge on me, are you?" "Tsk tsk tsk, how could a teacher do such a thing?" But your expression has already given you away. "So, can I go for the physical exam now?" The teacher shook her head, then took out a bunch of keys and held them in front of me. I tilted my head to look at her, and she shook her head like she was training a puppy. I tilted my head to the other side. The teacher frowned and said, "Here." I took the keys, looking at the teacher with a puzzled expression. The teacher coughed twice and said, "I'm thirsty. Go to my office, I'll get myself a glass of water, it'll be hot." It's clearly revenge on me, but I won't run away. I followed her instructions, went to the office, plugged in the water dispenser, boiled some water, poured it into a cup, and went downstairs, only to find her still standing there.


























































































































I held the cup out to her, but she didn't take it. Instead, she cleared her throat, suddenly raised
her voice, and shouted, "Guan Yan, where have you been? Everyone else has finished their physical exams, only
you're left. Hurry up and go in!" I was startled by her sudden outburst. My goodness, being a
teacher is a waste of talent! You have all the qualities an actor needs!

Several female doctors peeked out from the room, trying to see what was going on. The teacher didn't give me a chance to explain.
She grabbed me by the collar and dragged me into the makeshift examination room, closing the door behind her.

Inside were height and weight scales, a lung capacity machine, and two female doctors smiled awkwardly. "Come on,
student , you're the last one. Take off your outer clothes and pants. If you're wearing thermal underwear or cotton pants, take them off too. It's best not to
affect your weight." "I slowly took off my coat and pants, leaving only my undershirt and trousers.
Just as I was about to step onto the scale, my homeroom teacher suddenly stopped me. 'Guan Yan, what's going on? Didn't the doctor tell you
to undress until it doesn't affect your weight? Why are you the only one who didn't listen? Last time during the physical exam, you were the only one absent from the whole class. The principal
publicly criticized several classes with absent students. Do you know that? Our class is affected because of you. Take your clothes off!' '
Seriously, teacher? Are you serious?' The two female doctors were a little embarrassed, but since it was a teacher reprimanding a student,
they couldn't easily dissuade me. They just said I didn't need to undress completely, just like this was fine, but their voices were very soft, as if they were intimidated by
the teacher 's imposing manner.

'Don't you understand what I'm saying? The doctors are very busy. Just because of you, how much
time ? They were probably nowhere to be seen just now. Aren't you going to hurry up?' At this moment, I truly felt
wronged by Su San."

I took off my shirt, shirtless, and glanced at the teacher. She seemed dissatisfied, glaring at me. "Still
embarrassed? You know how to be embarrassed? What are you afraid of, you little brat? These two are
doctors , they've seen everything." Faced with this situation, I finally understood the teacher's intention. My God, although
I have an exhibitionist streak, I wouldn't do something so openly in front of two strange women.

Teacher, you've seen me, but these two female doctors are probably not even thirty years old.
Isn't this a bit too much?

Although my heart was like a wild boar, completely unable to calm down, I still
had to remain calm on the surface. Under the two female doctors' interested gaze, I slowly took off my pants, then
quickly hands, trying my best to prevent my penis from getting erect.

The two female doctors blushed and smiled at each other, but it wasn't a shy smile; it was just genuine
amusement. After all, as doctors, they were probably used to it. My slender,
childlike body wouldn't make them feel uneasy.

I stood on the scale. One doctor pulled up the measuring rod to measure my height and weight, while the other
recorded measure and measured my chest, waist, and hips. When she got to my hips,
the doctor with the wide-rimmed blue glasses squatted down in front of me, looked up at me, and said very gently, "With your hand like that,
I can't measure your hips." Seeing that I still wouldn't let go, she reassured me that it was okay, that she
'd seen , and that I shouldn't be shy.

I shook my head and said it wasn't like that.

Another doctor, seeing I wouldn't let go, came over to comfort me. I could only whisper, "It's not
that I'm embarrassed , it's just..." "

But what?"

I slowly released my hands, and my penis, now free, sprang out. The glans had
completely broken through the foreskin, pointing straight ahead, right at the doctor's nose.
I could clearly feel her breath on my wet glans, the stimulation making it grow even larger. This time, the glans
pressed directly against the doctor's nose. She cried out and almost
fell to the ground.

Another female doctor, seeing this, burst into laughter, laughing so hard she needed to lean against the wall
to stand. I looked back at my teacher and saw she was secretly recording the whole
thing on her phone.

In my extreme confusion, I didn't know what to say, only repeatedly apologizing and
helping the doctor up.

"I'm so sorry, so sorry, so sorry! I couldn't help it, it happened like this. I didn't mean to, I'm so sorry, so sorry, so
sorry!" The doctor sitting on the floor stood up, touched the liquid on her nose,
blushed , and said it was nothing, a normal physiological phenomenon.

I saw her adjust her breathing, then squat down again, pick up the measuring tape from the floor, wrap
her arms around my lower body, go around my buttocks, pull the tape apart, then bring it back to the front, closing it at my penis.
However, my erect penis was really in the way, so she actually grabbed my penis with one hand, pressed it against my leg,
and then measured my hip circumference.

I could only feel that her hand was icy cold, perhaps because of the winter. Her smooth palm rubbed my
penis repeatedly several times, as if intentionally, then she looked up at me with a mischievous
expression.

This almost provocative action and expression made my penis swell even more. She seemed to sense that
my penis had grown larger, and was a little surprised, then let go and turned to record the data.

I was still savoring the feel of her hand holding my penis when another doctor called me from the other side of the room,
"Hey student, come on, lung capacity." Coming to my senses, I quickly squeezed my legs together to stop my already erect
penis from dangling, and jogged to the other side of the classroom.

The doctor took out a new mouthpiece, inserted it into the instrument, and handed it to me. I put the mouthpiece over my mouth, took a deep breath
, and then slowly exhaled.

I looked at the numbers on the instrument; it stopped moving around at three thousand. Seeing how much effort I was putting in, the doctor
encouraged me to keep going, but the numbers were still rising very slowly, and my face was tense, probably already
flushed.

The doctor didn't tell me to stop, perhaps because she really felt that three thousand was too low. For some
reason , she suddenly reached out and grasped my penis. The
same icy touch sent a jolt through my back, but it also seemed to give me more strength, allowing me to continue exhaling.

Seeing the numbers start to rise again, her hand began to move, seemingly very skillfully kneading my penis.
The doctor's other hand reached towards my scrotum, massaging my testicles.

Under this stimulation, I managed to blow over 4,000 air. Almost oxygen-deprived, no matter what stimulation I received,
even when the doctor put my glans in his mouth, I couldn't blow any more.

Seeing that I had almost reached my limit, the doctor released me, pressed a button, and recorded my lung capacity.

With that, all the tests were completed, and the two female doctors began packing up the equipment.

I turned around with a sigh of relief to put on my clothes, but the doctor said very seriously, "You've caused trouble for others,
so you should leave? Why are you putting on clothes? Aren't you going to help the doctors carry their things?" "Ah... Ah...
What? Carry things? I didn't understand!" The two female doctors quickly said, "No need, no need, it's easy to catch
a cold without clothes.

" The doctor said I was a very mischievous student and shouldn't be spoiled, telling them not to worry and just
tell him where to carry the things.

So, naked and carrying the scale, I followed the female doctor out of the classroom and
into the corridor. The temperature dropped instantly, making me shiver involuntarily. My previously erect
penis gradually drooped, as if conserving its limited heat.

We walked towards the back door of the teaching building. The huge scale, held to my chest, almost
blocked my view. I could only tilt my head to avoid the obstruction, struggling to follow behind the doctor. My homeroom teacher, holding
a phone, was recording behind me.

Just as I reached the corner of the stairs, some figures appeared in my left-hand view. I turned my head and
saw four or five girls, seemingly older than me, walking down the stairs. Halfway down,
they seemed stunned when they saw me naked and carrying the scale.

I was also startled by this situation.

On Saturday, the teacher said everyone had finished their physical examinations and should have left. Why were there still students, and
all of them girls?

Being stared at by so many girls from my school stirred my inner turmoil again. My previously limp
penis suddenly became erect again, growing larger and larger.

Luckily, the tall scale was there to shield my face; otherwise, if my face were seen, I'd have to
transfer schools !

The girls' initial confusion turned into utter astonishment when they saw my suddenly erect penis.

The teacher behind me, seeing this, didn't offer any explanation but instead displayed her
authority perfectly.

"You girls, which class are you from? Why are you still at school? Are you here for a physical exam?"
The girls nodded, but their eyes never left my genitals.

"Since you've finished your physical exam, why are you still lingering at school? Hurry up and leave!" At the teacher's command
, several girls hurried down the stairs, heads down as they passed me, avoiding eye contact.
One girl even bumped into me in the crowd, but because it was winter, I didn't have much of a chance for
physical intimacy .

After chasing the girls away, we continued towards the back door. Outside, there was a van with a red cross.
Seeing us arrive, several doctors got out to help us with our things. These doctors, both men and women,
seemed quite surprised to see me naked, but none of them asked anything. One of the male doctors simply took
my scale and put it back in the van.

The teacher exchanged a few pleasantries with the doctor in charge, thanking them for their help. I stood
before , head down, accepting their gaze as they scanned my body inch by inch.

For some reason, my penis wouldn't soften. In those ten minutes or so, standing
there , completely exposed, being stared at by so many strange eyes, I could almost
ejaculate without touching my penis.

But I tried my best to restrain myself. Being completely naked, even with a penis erect for ten
minutes, was acceptable. But if I were to ejaculate in front of a group of men and women like this
, I really would want to crawl into a hole.

After an agonizing exchange of pleasantries, the doctors drove away from the school, leaving only the teacher and me standing at the gate.
The only incongruous thing was that I was completely naked.

"How was it? Exciting, right?" My heart was still pounding, and I could only nod, panting heavily.

"Want to release?"

I nodded again.

The teacher fiddled with his phone for a moment, put it back in his pocket, then squatted down, holding my
penis and rubbing my scrotum with the other, slowly putting the glans into his mouth. Unlike the cold outside, the teacher's
mouth was very warm, and his nimble tongue wrapped around my penis. My mind went blank.

I don't know how much time passed before I ejaculated into the teacher's mouth. Because of the previous exposure, I was so excited that
I ejaculated a lot, and the teacher didn't even swallow it all at once.

I sat on the cold steps, panting heavily, completely disregarding whether I would freeze. At this moment, I
was utterly exhausted.

The teacher wiped the semen residue from the corner of her mouth and smiled at me.

"Satisfied now?"

I shook my head. "I'd be even more satisfied if you deleted the video from your phone." "
Deleted it, really." I looked at the teacher in surprise. Having seen her true face, I
couldn't believe she would delete the video. In my mind, she would keep it and use it
to blackmail me into doing something outrageous.

"Why do you look so disbelieving? I really deleted it. Look!" The teacher held her phone up to my
face . Sure enough, the most recent video wasn't of me, but a
picture of the teacher in a small shop, her skirt lifted, her bare buttocks facing an old man.

The rest were pictures of her secretly taking selfies in an office with her back to other teachers,
naked snapshots on the street, masturbating in a supermarket corner, and so on.

"Teacher, aside from these perverted selfies, there really isn't today's video. Okay, I
believe you." After resting, I was ice-cold all over. The teacher had left me alone there to rest,
not even worried about me being discovered by others.

I grumbled to myself as I walked back to the classroom to get dressed and go home, only to find the door to the classroom, which served as the examination room,
locked. But my clothes… In extreme panic, my first thought was…
It must have been the teacher who did it. I tried to find my phone to call the teacher, but then I realized I was completely naked—
how could I possibly have my phone on me?

Just as I was at a loss, I found a piece of paper on the ground with
the words "Examination Room 1" printed on it. It had originally been stuck on the door. I picked it up and looked at it, and found that the back of the paper was covered with writing: "Dear
Guan Yan, I've hidden my clothes. Look carefully. By the way, there seem to be some
students still in school. As for me, I'm probably already fast asleep in bed at home, hehe." Teacher,
I hate you ...

PS. This time, I didn't have any normal nudity scenes to write because I wanted to write
something realistic, but I've already written about everything I've done. Because of the long break in between, it's not very good now. I'll
try to get back into the swing of things little by little. Thank you everyone.

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