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 It was almost time for the first weightlifting meet.  Shelly would be there
to watch her Prellis Jaybirds compete.  She would certainly get quotes and
interview material there.  But she would not be allowed in the locker room
that day.  It would be the same as it was for the baseball team.  Miss
Hartick wasn't happy about that compromise, but since even Shelly thought
it was best, it was the rule.

   No locker room interviews during or after an actual sporting event, but
Shelly would get to have one of her special interviews the day before.  The
weightlifting team had nine hot guys, and Shelly had seen them all fully
nude.  She'd even gotten to fondle each one.  So who did she want another
helping of blushing nakedness from?  Rick?  He was a hunk, all right, but
she had gotten to watch him shower and she had handled his rod the last
time she was in the locker room.  Denver?  Just the thought of that body
could make a girl shudder.  But he was also there last time Shelly was in
the lockers.  She hadn't touched him then, but she sure did watch him wash
himself off in the showers.  Besides, Denver was the one weightlifter that
was at the birthday party.  Shelly wasn't there for that, but she had her
own copy of the photos.

   Shelly decided on Billy and Corbin.  Good looking guys, great bodies,
and they both got so adorably nervous when they were naked.  For such big,
strong guys, they acted so timid when they were forced to indulge Shelly's
lusts.

   Miss Hartick chaperoned the interview herself.  Shelly would much rather
have had Miss Devasquez.  Oh well.  If forcing a boy to strip and touching
his body wasn't enough, then Shelly knew she was just too greedy for her
own good.  They would just have to skip any fun and games, like the hat
toss.  She would get to sign the boys if she wanted though.  Miss Hartick
didn't like that idea, but with Miss Bridle's help, it had become a
tradition for the special interviews.

   The boys were so nervous when they walked into Miss Hartick's office. 
It was more like they crept in on tiptoe after opening the door as narrow
as possible to get through.  It was like they thought that if they were
quiet enough they might not be noticed.

   Miss Hartick said, "I'm glad to see you, boys.  Thank you for coming."
As though it was a choice!  "Now I know you boys have been cooperating
well. Mindy said that you were all very well behaved when she was
chaperoning the locker room interview recently.  And I know that you aren't
entirely used to the new reporter program yet.  So I've asked Shelly to
make her interview brief.  Also, I've only invited one other student as a
guest and one teacher.  Sometimes there are more for these special
interviews."

   Billy and Corbin had hoped that the other two wouldn't be staying. 
Their eyes widened and their spirits sank.  Miss Hartick said, "Trudy is
here because she is currently the school's top student." Both Billy and
Corbin looked disgusted.  Seeing them strip naked was a prize for a girl
who got good grades.  Why not just set up a carnival booth and see which
girl would win?  The other teacher was one that the boys were trying not to
think about.  It was Miss Fox, who the athletes had come to realize was at
least as sexist as any other teacher at Prellis high.  Miss Fox was the
subject of many a schoolboy fantasy.  What the boys hadn't known was that
she had often lusted after the studly students.  And now she'd had the
chance to see many of them au natural.  She hadn't seen these two sexy
young things naked yet.  She looked them over like they were mice and she
was a cat.  She was already wearing a feline smile.

   As though this were all business as usual, Miss Hartick said, "I also
asked Coach Young if she wanted to be present.  We don't allow coaches in
the locker room, but there's no restriction here.  However, she said that
she didn't think it would be appropriate.  I'm not certain why since she
was there at the weigh in when all of you boys were naked, but she said it
was different."

   The boys felt grateful to Coach Young.  They knew she had enjoyed the
show on weigh in day, but she hadn't been there to embarrass them since. 
No, only a rotating group of girls and female teachers.  Corbin had been
forced to strip naked for ten different girls and women.  For Billy it was
eleven.  They felt every bit as awkward about it now.  They were secretly
hoping that Miss Hartick had a change of heart.  They knew better than that
though.  She thought that all the enforced nudity was an important social
statement.  She even believed that the boys were better off for it.  So
they were in for another round of unwilling nudity.  Billy tried to sound
like he wasn't bothered, but his voice cracked a little, so the girls
giggled just slightly at his nervousness when he said, "So, what are we
supposed to do?"

   "It's just an interview," Miss Hartick said.  "We conduct it under the
same rules as the locker room interviews though."

   Corbin's nervousness was worse than Billy's.  "So we'll have to, uh,
have to be >gulp< naked in front of the girls?"

   Miss Hartick tried to stifle her irritation.  "Yes, Corbin.  In front of
the girls.  It's nothing you haven't done before.  Shelly and I have both
seen you without your clothes."

   Trudy and Miss Fox hadn't!  That didn't matter though.  Any girl.  Any
woman.  It didn't matter.  Here or in the locker room or anywhere they
thought was appropriate.  Shelly urged the boys along gently to the center
of the room.  Standing side by side, the boys were feasted on by all the
female eyes in the room already.  Shelly started her interview right away,
asking about the upcoming meet, the preparation for it, what the boys
expected.  She only got a little way into it before Miss Hartick had to
stop her.  "Hold on, Shelly.  Corbin?  Why aren't you getting undressed? 
Billy already has his shirt off and his jeans unzipped.  He's really
showing some cooperation.  Why aren't you?"

   Both boys felt the heat of embarrassment.  Billy felt disgusted at
himself that he was "cooperating" so easily.  He was just stripping off
without even being told.  He wished he had been more like Corbin.  But
Corbin wished he had been like Billy.  It would have been so much easier,
so much better to act like he could go through with it easily.  The girls
all loved to see them embarrassed, and the boys knew it.  He had just given
them more to enjoy.  Miss Hartick was giving him that eye.  He couldn't
think of an intelligent answer, so he gave an honest one instead.  "I just
don't see why we have to do this.  You wouldn't make the girls do it.  It's
a total double standard."

   "That's right," Miss Hartick said, "it is, but it's a double standard
that serves a purpose.  It proves that girls can be taken seriously and
that they can take on roles that are traditionally for men.  So get those
clothes off and behave.  I want you to apologize to the girls."

   Corbin couldn't hide his anger as he started lifting off his shirt. 
"Sorry, Shelly.  Sorry Trudy." He did that when his shirt was covering his
face so they couldn't see his blush, but they certainly saw it when the
shirt was off.

   Shelly had to push that further.  "What are you sorry for, Corbin?"

   "Oh man." He was trying to be slow about getting his pants off.  "I
don't know.  I'm sorry for not taking my clothes off right away."

   Shelly's eyes roamed up and down his impressive body.  "You know, your
sport is about the way you develop those bodies.  I think it's important
for me to see your work.  Don't you?"

   Corbin shot her a hateful look.  Billy nudged him though.  He thought
that if Corbin got in trouble that they might both be in trouble.  So
Corbin said, "Sure.  It's important for you to see us naked.  Can we get
back to the interview now?"

   Shelly grinned.  "Almost.  I'd kind of like a good look without the
underwear first."

   Corbin threw his hands up and Billy's shoulders slumped.  They were
about to do it again, and Shelly had managed to make it her demand.  They
couldn't believe they were really just peeling away every bit of modesty
they had.  The girls would all leer openly.  Before they had to hear Miss
Hartick's irresistible, authoritarian voice, they had the last bit of cover
gone.  They were stark naked for four pairs of wide eyes.  Their bodies
were bare.  They felt the shiver of embarrassment move up their spines. 
They tried to ignore the stares.  It was like spotlights were moving over
their exposed skin all over, especially over their dicks!  It was important
to show their bodies, Shelly had said.  But their weightlifting didn't
effect that part of their bodies.  It didn't matter though.  The girls
wanted penis, and they got it.  Shelly started in on her questions again,
completely composed except for her half smile.  Trudy had to bite her lip
sometimes trying to control her smile.  She let loose little half giggles
constantly.  Miss Fox was just her sultry self, evil eyes moving back and
forth from one piece of forbidden flesh to the other.

   The boys both remembered the first time they were forced to do this.  It
was so humiliating being forced to strip down then as though Shelly weren't
there.  This time though, it was worse.  They weren't stripping naked in
spite of the girls' presence.  They were stripping because of it!

   They couldn't believe how embarrassing it still was.  They felt chills
of shame at their nudity.  That turned to the horrible tingling in the
nether regions though.  The boys both felt it at the same time.  Shelly
noticed the slight change in attitude, the widening of the boys' eyes.  She
took a moment as though she were trying to find the next question.  All she
was really doing was waiting for the erections to begin.  "There they go,"
she said.  The boys' penises weren't really rising in that moment.  They
had both shifted position slightly though.

   Trudy had tried to keep quiet so that she'd be out of the way, but she
couldn't help a satisfied smile.  "Oh, they're going to get hard!  I love
that!"

   Billy put his hands over his goods for a moment now that the girls were
talking about it openly.  Then he let his hands fall away before he could
get in trouble.  There was nothing he could do.  He was powerless to
prevent the hard on that his audience was waiting for.  The twisted
impulses their cocks threw the boys into a silent panic.  They knew that
one of the baseball players had resisted a full erection the last time
Shelly was in the locker room.  Could they do the same?

   Shelly really knew how to enjoy the show though.  "Miss Hartick, this
could be a bit distracting.  Is it all right if I take a little break until
the boys are done with this?"

   Miss Fox helped out.  "Besides, they're both rising.  I'm really curious
to see which one reaches a full erection first."

   So it turned into a race, but neither boy wanted to reach the finish
line.  They struggled with their impulses.  Every little increase only
heightened the boys' awareness of their involuntary performance though. 
Every bit of their overwhelming embarrassment filled their penises.  They
showed real will power though.  They rose at a dramatic pace, not fast, but
fast enough to make it a real event.  Shelly, Trudy, Miss Fox and even Miss
Hartick stared with unblinking fascination as the boy's rods competed in a
slow race to the top.  It was impossible to tell who was going to win the
race and lose his dignity first.  It wasn't a photo finish though, which
was good since there were no hidden cameras this time.  Miss Fox, in a
grateful, breathy tone, said, "Thank you, Billy.  That's really quite an
instrument you have there."

   The others agreed.  "Yes it is." "Mm-hmmm!" "I love it!"

   Billy's arms straightened and his fists clenched like a kid throwing a
tantrum.  In the next moment Corbin arrived at his height, completely,
fully, unyieldingly, humiliatingly erect for the girls.

   Shelly joked, "I hope you boys can show that kind of competitive spirit
at the meet!" Then she went right back to asking her questions and writing
in her notebook.

   The boys stayed perfectly hard, thrust upward, announcing their
nakedness.  They were so involved in their raging embarrassment that they
forgot that it could get worse.  Shelly wished again that it had been Miss
Devasquez overseeing this, but she had a fun game ready that even Miss
Hartick would support.  "I'd like to get some muscle measurements from you
boys, if you don't mind." She had a tailor's measuring tape ready.

   Billy and Corbin looked over at Miss Hartick.  "Do we have to do that?"

   She said, "Boys, it is a reasonable request.  It will add some important
information to the article."

   The boys wanted to say that the size of their biceps wasn't important.
It was how much they could lift.  They couldn't really complain though. 
They tried, but it was so hard to find the words with their stiffies
demanding all of their attention.  And everyone else's attention!

   Shelly had one for herself and one for Trudy.  "Let's see how big around
those amazing arms are.  Which boy do you want to measure, Trudy?"

   "Hee hee hee!  Oh, I don't know.  I kind of like Billy."

   "Okay then." Shelly said, "Corbin, flex your muscle."

   He groaned as he did that, and the measuring tape was put around. 
Shelly announced the number and wrote it down in her notebook.  Trudy did
the same for Billy.  The boys had to stand as still as possible for the
girls as the measuring tapes were put around their chests and waists,
always with the measurements called out and written down.

   Then Shelly did the natural thing.  Admit it, dear reader, you knew
where she would end up.  Corbin made a silly sound when he saw that Shelly
was getting ready to measure his upstanding penis.  "M-Miss Hartick!  She
doesn't need to do that!"

   Shelly looked over at Miss Hartick.  Miss Hartick was genuinely
considering whether or not she should allow it.  Shelly had planned it
though.  She knew what she was doing.  If she had just whipped out a tape
measure and put it to his cock, then Miss Hartick might really have sided
with the boys.  After the other measurements, it just seemed natural to the
crazy Vice Principal.  "Go ahead, Shelly.  Corbin, you know we like to
encourage the girls to enjoy this.  Besides, you've got nothing to be
ashamed of."

   Easy for her to say.  Shelly very, very carefully measured the exact
length of Corbin's hard on while he glared up at the ceiling.  She called
out the measurement and wrote it down.  "I won't put that in the article of
course, but I'll always know."

   Corbin shot her an evil look.  (But Captain Quixote!  How long was it?
That, I feel is best left to the reader's imagination.  To give you a vague
frame of reference, the weightlifters in this series aren't usually as well
endowed as the baseball players, but they are all still attractively gifted
as far as every woman and girl has been concerned.  Besides, I wasn't sure
whether to use inches or centimeters.) Trudy had watched with wonderous
disbelief as Shelly measured that fine cock.  She looked into Billy's eyes.
She could see that he was silently begging her not to follow Shelly's
example.  Trudy kind of thought they were going too far, but how could she
resist?  She got down and put her measuring tape to Billy's scepter.  Billy
blushed anew as his length was called out and written down.  At least he
beat Corbin's measure by a small amount.

   With her hand gently playing up and down Corbin's sweet stick, Shelly
said, "I think that's all I need.  I suppose the interview is all over. 
Except of course for our last little tradition."

   "Wh-what?" Billy asked.

   Miss Hartick didn't really approve of this, but Shelly was right, it had
become a little tradition.  Miss Bridle had convinced her that it was
harmless enough.  So with very apparent annoyance, she told the boys, "The
girls will "autograph" your rear ends."

   "Say what?" Corbin said.  "Oh man," Billy said.

   Shelly had her permanent marker ready.  "Turn around, Corbin." She had
to give him a little push to get him moving, but then his well formed butt
was right next to her, waiting her signature.  She loved the way he
clenched while he was being written on.

   She passed the marker over to Trudy who signed Billy and then copped a
quick feel of his dick.  She said, "Are you and Miss Fox going to sign the
boys?"

   "No," Miss Hartick said.  "I don't think so."

   The boys felt some relief from that at least.  You couldn't tell it from
her cool demeanor, but Miss Fox longed to take part.  She imagined writing
her name on a boy's body.  She wanted so badly to join the girls' pleasure
by fondling one of these fabulous young men.  It wasn't a good idea with
Miss Hartick right there.  She needed to stay on Miss Hartick's good side,
and besides that, even Miss Fox was afraid of Miss Hartick.  It didn't
matter much though.  Today was eyes only for the school's hottest teacher,
but she would have her chance again very soon.