Enm Intertwined Avery Pt 17

When we parked by the university, I decided to get as close to the football field as I could. Luckily there was a space open which was right by the gym. Before exiting the car, Bridget leaned over and swiped my glasses. "It's time for Superman to fly on the scene." She kissed me on the cheek and I blushed. I decided I was going to skip stopping by the dressing room today. It was too far away and I only had one item of clothing on, so what was the point?

Unfortunately we were short on time and the fastest way to the football field was through the gym. I walked up to the outdoor entrance with Bridget on my arm. We reluctantly parted once I opened the door.

There was a procession of cheers shortly after I had entered the gym. It was the usual volleyball team. They were in mid-practice but they immediately stopped what they were doing once they saw me in these godawful briefs.

"Professor Finn! We missed seeing you!"

"Nice nut-huggers Prof., but I prefer the view beneath them."

"Yeah, it's what on the inside that counts."

"Inside those undies..."

"Dude, what's the deal? Your not going to give us the full show again?"

The girls laughed away as I strode past them frowning with red on my face. I noticed their captain and she gave me flirtatious wink. I scrambled towards the other end of the gym and almost reached the door when I felt a pull on the back of my briefs, flashing my crack to whoever was pulling at the waistband.

I turned around, "Bridget!? What are you..."

"Did you already forget Avery? Delia wants you 'full armor' when going out to the class."

"Oh, right..." I nearly forgot how Professor Sands gets about me covering up to class. One of the pitfalls of my skipping the dressing room was that there was nowhere to put my clothes anymore. "Where am I going to put these?" I pointed at the underwear I was wearing.

"I can watch over them for you!" I peeked over Bridget's shoulder and saw the entire volleyball team were practically bouncing on their toes. Their captain came over holding out her hand. "We can watch over your undies while you go out and pose Professor Finn." She smiled.

I was rather dubious about her offer but if I was late for modelling I can't imagine what Professor Sands would make me do. I let out a huge sigh and put my thumbs in the waistband of my briefs. "You promise to give these back after I am finished with class?"

She saluted me, "Scout's honor Prof."

I gave a concerned groan but decided to trust in her honor. Turning away, I quickly yanked off my briefs. Applause and whistles loudly came from the spectating volleyball team at the sight of my bare ass. Burning red once again, I tossed my underwear to their captain who caught them gracefully before holding them up to the rest of the team. Everyone hollered, some gave a thumbs up. "Gracious! Will you girls ever grow up!?" With my face still burning in humiliation, Bridget and I proceeded through the door without turning around.

Stark naked, I made my way down the grassy slope to the football field. When I reached our destination...what the hell?

"Where the hell is everybody?" I turned my head clockwise but didn't see a thing. Everyone was gone. Nowhere to be seen. "Are we early? Was class cancelled and we didn't know about it?"

"I'm not sure, this all seems very eerie. Though I feel like we're missing something."

As Bridget and I pondered our predicament, a familiar face came into view. "Delia!" Bridget ran over to Professor Sands who appeared walking towards us from the opposite side of the field. Bridget embraced her in a hug and Sands happily hugged her back. I couldn't help but feel they were acting too friendly for a teacher and student...oh shit, I guess I'm not one to talk.

I placed my hands before my groin and walked towards the professor completely forgetting what was to come next, "Hands to your sides Professor." Yep, should have seen that one coming. I parted my hands but not before I got close enough to them that I could just hide my naked body behind Bridget. I put my hand on her shoulder to make it look like I was showing her comfort but really I was just trying to keep Sands from staring at my johnson.

"Professor Sands, care to explain what happened to the whole class?" Normally I would be very happy that no people were around to see me naked but given the past few days, I couldn't help but feel that this might lead to something worse. Though I couldn't imagine anything worse than being naked in front of an entire football field full of people.

"Why Professor Finn, surely you must be aware of our field trip plans, yes?"

"Field trip? What field trip!?"

"I sent you an email yesterday describing the whole thing. Did you not see it?"

Of course not. I was too busy being naked in someone else's house yesterday on my day off. Not to mention winning over my girlfriend's mother after a series of embarrassments. How could I not think to check my email? I lowered my head.

"Where is the destination for this field trip?" Bridget asked. It would seem she didn't know either. My cheeks flushed when I realized I must have been the reason behind that. I left Bridget just as distracted by me as I was by her yesterday. Where did the class go?

"We are headed to the art museum my dear."

"Art museum! We all could have used more forewarning before taking on such a commitment!" I was outraged. If I had gotten a message about this earlier I wouldn't have had to walk around campus in my underwear today.

"I'm so sorry Professor Finn, the whole thing was strung together at the last minute. But when a chance like this just falls into your lap, how could I possibly say no? My students will benefit greatly from a free trip to an art museum and Carlene had to pull so many strings just to make this miracle work."

My head shot up, "Wait, what!? Professor Suther is behind this!?"

"Why yes, Carlene has a friend who works security around there. She informed her they were conducting a free tour for students and educators today. Carlene even went through all the trouble of arranging transportation for the students on such short notice."

Blast that woman. This was clearly another Machiavellian scheme to humiliate me. That being said...

"Hold on, if the students are going on a field trip, then I don't have to be here right?" I allowed myself a moment of hope before it was all stomped in the dirt.

"Actually professor, you will be coming with us."

My face paled, "...What?"

"Throughout the museum, there are rooms where staff members and contributors hold presentations, auctions, and charity events. Suther has informed us that you can do your modelling there in one of those rooms after the students have finished their tour. We only get you for a short time Professor, Carlene knows this, so she checked if there was an auditorium that was free by the end of our field trip and she snatched up a time slot for us."

Of course she would. It wasn't enough for Suther to humiliate me on campus. She took this opportunity to make sure I would be naked in some foreign location as well. Expanding my embarrassment to new areas. Yet there was no way I could protest this upcoming humiliation. Even if I told Sands about Suther's intentions I doubt she would believe me, and even if she did, I don't think she would care. She was deeply committed to her class and would still take full advantage of this situation. Besides, I already proclaimed I was going to do this for a week and I never go back on my word. Saying anything to Sands would change nothing so why even bother?

"So what are you doing here Delia?" Bridget asked.

"Ah yes, I was rounding up the last of our students when I realized some of them may have come here in case they didn't see the email in time either. So glad I did because I found you two. Now come along, we are pressed for time enough as it is. I can answer any other questions you may have on our way."

"Hold on! Can I at least get dressed first? If we are going to another location, I should at least be wearing clothes until we arrive!"

"Ordinarily Professor Finn, I wouldn't mind. But like I mentioned before, this was all very short notice. The museum is expecting us to turn up at a certain time and if we are too late they will cancel our tour. We have to leave now if we hope to get there in the nick of time Professor. I am so sorry for the inconvenience but you should have read my email and we can't keep the students waiting so long that they will miss out on this experience. That wouldn't be fair to them."

I groaned. I didn't exactly have as big of an appreciation for the arts as Sands but how could I turn down such a passionate teacher? This whole thing was just a giant inconvenience at my expense but I could tell that Sands had a very good reason for acting the way she did (unlike Suther). She cared about her students and her field of study greatly. Of course she would do everything she could to make the most out of this opportunity. Still, I didn't like this one bit.

Sands placed a comforting hand on my shoulder, "Don't worry Professor Finn. It is more than okay to come as you are. The students just adore seeing you naked and I will personally take responsibility for getting you to the museum safely. No one but the students, the faculty involved, and the staff at the museum will see you in the nude. And if you do get caught by some unwelcome outside party I will sort things out myself. That, I promise you."

Though I understood that Sands had good intentions, I didn't believe she could actually help me. She failed to realize that the students wanting to see me naked was part of the problem. Not to mention I was not looking forward to having anyone at this museum see me either. If I were to be seen by someone outside this wide circle people, what could she do to help me? I'm the one taking the big risk here. Before I could voice any of my concerns, Sands already grabbed Bridget and led her away from the field.

"Come along Professor, we can't dilly dally any longer." As Sands and Bridget walked off, I stood there for a moment wondering if there was anything I could do to enforce damage control over this situation. But as I saw the two women walk further and further away, I knew I couldn't just stand there by myself, stark naked, outside on the football field, in broad daylight, waiting for some magical solution that would never come. There were no other options. So I ran after them.

Professor Sands was engaged in conversation with Bridget as we walked towards the edge of the field. Which was how I preferred it. I had the luxury of trailing behind so I could at least cover my privates while Sands was distracted. A field trip? What complete and utter rubbish! We are perfectly capable of studying everything we need to here at Intectus. These are university students for heaven's sake! Not primary schoolers. My torrent of complaints swirling in my head came to a halt as we reached the street.

"Wait, we're taking that?" Our walk led us to a bus parked at the edge of the campus.

"Why of course Professor, what else would we take? There are other buses to drive over the rest of the students but I chose this one for you because we have some more late transfers on board who need to see you. Now hop on in. Our last batch of new students need one more introduction." Just like that, Sands circled behind me and hustled me into the bus by pushing my butt with her hands. I blushed as I tried to drag my feet a little to prolong my inevitable exposure before another batch of students. Bridget already climbed aboard, giving me a wink and a wave before loading herself on.

It seemed Professor Sands lost patience with me since she gave my butt a firm squeeze in order to propel me forward. It worked. I winced as she gave me another squeeze as I stumbled up the steps to the bus still holding my package. Professor Sands released me as I met the eyes of a heavy set Black woman wearing red lipstick and a uniform with the IDU logo on it. I recognized her as Irma Thompson, our now grinning bus driver. "Damn Professor Finn, who knew you were this fine!? If you were anybody else I would've kicked you off the bus for degeneracy. But no, I am going to have to make an exception for all this!" She gestured up and down at my naked body. "You can board my bus anytime Prof!" And so my blush deepened as Irma batted her eyelashes at me.

"Irma has been informed about your situation beforehand. Though she probably didn't know you would be naked while boarding the bus."

"Ain't no problem here Professor Sands. If Mr. Finn wants to show me what he's got, who am I to stop him?"

"That's Professor Finn to you Ms. Thompson." I growled, trying to hold in my embarrassment.

Irma merely rolled her eyes and smiled, "Whatever Mr. Finn. And please, call me Irma."

I shook my head solemnly as Professor Sands turned me to face the rows of seats down the aisle. As Sands pointed out before, there were a couple of new faces among the class who were now staring at me open-mouthed but there were also many more students that I have recognized from previous classes who were grinning excitingly. They were all looking forward to this all day.

Sands patted me on the shoulder, "Now introduce yourself so you can become acquainted with our students who missed out on the first few classes...and hands to your sides!"

I swallowed, knowing I couldn't keep covering up in front of Sands forever but still dreading what came next. I placed my hands on my hips and there were some sharp intakes of breath coming from the new students and Irma as well. "Yeah boy, now that's what I like to see!"

My heart hammered away as I delivered the same practiced speech that I had to deliver for every one of these humiliating introductions, "Good day to you all students. My name is Professor Avery Cornelius Finn. I am a teacher in the mathematics department and I will be modelling for you during this...excursion." I tensed up at that last part. "If you have any questions, please direct them to me or Professor Sands."

"Actually Avery, I will be following you in my own car. So I will leave all the questions to you until we meet up at the museum."

"I beg your pardon?" I turned to Sands as she exited the bus.

"I'm carrying some equipment in my car that needs to be delivered to the museum. It was part of the favor for Carlene as a thank you for arranging this for us."

"Wait, what favor? What equipment?"

Before she could answer me, the bus doors closed and Sands wandered off.

"Forget about her equipment Finn. Everybody here wants to focus on your equipment." Irma pointed at my dick and this triggered laughter throughout the entire bus.

My face fumed once again as I threw my hands before my genitals. One good thing about Sands being gone was that I was at least free to do that much. I flinched as Irma reached towards me and pinched my buttocks. "Honey, I could stare at you all day but we got to get going. So go and grab a seat sugar, you got plenty of options." Irma turned towards the windshield and started up the bus.

Ah yes, naked from head to toe, where exactly was I going to sit on this contraption of humiliation?

There were a couple open seats. It seemed that every group of students was eager to sit next to their naked teacher. But I figured if I was going to go through this, I was going to suffer through this with Bridget. Most of the class recognize her as Professor Sands helper so it wouldn't come off as strange if I sat next to her. As I padded down the aisle, more than one student made a grab for my butt. My ass was pinched, squeezed, slapped, by at least a dozen students before I reached Bridget who was only sitting in the mid-section of the bus. Bridget patted the seat next to her in a welcoming fashion, eager to sit next to me as I her, and I happily planted my bare ass right beside her and crossed my legs while still holding my manhood.

Bridget fluttered her eyes right at me. It was a look that said, 'I want to touch you so bad' but could not with so many people looking right at me. I twitched the corner of my mouth upward just for her. A subtle signal in the form of a fleeting smile I gave for her to let my girlfriend know I was happy being close to her. I couldn't give her more than that, because shortly after I sat down I felt arms wrap around my neck from behind.

"Ah, Professor Finn! I am so psyched that you are coming with us to the museum!" It was Serena, sitting in the seat right behind me. She was the girl Bridget and I encountered when I accidentally dove into the women's bathroom to avoid detection. Ironically enough, Serena is partially the reason why so many people signed up for this class to see me in the nude. When she saw me naked in the bathroom, she basically told all of her friends about it and friends of friends came along to create a football field full of people.

"Serena, please sit in your seat so we can get moving." I grumbled as she rubbed her cheek against my own.

"Aw, don't be like that Prof. We should get as close as we can before you have to leave us." It was as if the whole bus turned in my direction at Serena's words. If everyone wasn't looking at me before they were now.

"That's right! Isn't Professor Finn leaving us at the end of the week?" Two girls sitting in front of us turned around in their seat to face me. One of them was wearing glasses with circular frames while the other had her hair dyed pink.

"No way, this is the first time I'm hearing this!" Sitting across from us was a girl with sunglasses and short blond hair. I think her name was Izzy? Might have been short for Isabelle. She came over to me placing her hands on my knee. "Say it's not so Finn!"

"Aw man! I just joined this class! How come I don't get to see him naked as long as you guys?" The girl sitting diagonally from me from behind whined.

"Same here, I only just saw him naked now. I don't want him stop already" This complaint came from the girl sitting diagonally ahead of me.

"Easy, everyone. I am going to miss this too, but it had to happen sooner or later." Bridget scooted closer to me so she could shoo away Serena who was still hugging me from behind. Left, right, forward, backward, even diagonally, I had girls looking at me intently on the bus while looking for an excuse to get close or come and touch me. This was so uncomfortable. The girl in front of me leaned over placing her hand on my pectoral. Her fingers slid down and pinched my nipple making my cheeks turn as pink as her hair.

"Excuse you!" I exclaimed, trying to wriggle away from the hands now coming at me from every angle.

"When is your last day with us Professor?" The girl sitting next to Serena asked as she put her hand on my shoulder.

Let's see. First, I had to pose naked for Sands classroom. Secondly, I had to pose in the gym. Third, I modeled on the football field. Then, it was the football field again with Suther's class. After that, I had my day off with Bridget and her mother. And now...

"It would appear that tomorrow is my last day." Pretty much everyone around me moaned in sadness but I couldn't help but feel elated at this realization. I was so close to the finish line I could practically taste it. The nightmare is over tomorrow! This whole week felt like years! But now there was a light at the end of the tunnel. I actually didn't feel too bad about what I was about to face at the art museum knowing it was all ending tomorrow. I quietly let out a sigh of relief as the girls around me petted me. I tried not to register their presence except for Bridget's.

We seemed to sit there for a long time. Or perhaps it only felt longer to me because I was the only one naked on the bus. I thought we were in a hurry? I didn't know what we were waiting for exactly but Irma claimed they were waiting for students who have yet to arrive. None did. During this time, I had no other choice but to sit there and stew in my birthday suit while the girls around me tried to chat me up (mostly trying to convince me to stay longer). After what felt like ages, Irma finally shouted that it was time to head off.