This story contains elements of non-consent/reluctance, this shouldn't be taken as support for these behaviours outside the realm of fantasy. Having said that, enjoy :)
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Charlotte rolled out of bed and sleepily turned off her alarm, before grabbing her towel and going across the hall to the bathroom. After stripping off her tank top and pulling down her pink panties, she stepped into the shower and turned it on full blast. She took her time slowly massaging shampoo into her curly brown hair as she began to wake up. She went through the routine of scrubbing her body all over with hydrating lotion and a sponge rinsing off and drying herself. After brushing her teeth she made a quick dash across her hallway to get back to her room.
Charlotte stood naked in front of the mirror on her wardrobe door. Only to herself Charlotte admitted she had the body type most women dreamed of. Her tits were full and stood out from her chest, with dark brown nipples. Her abs were toned from hours spent horse riding, so that her muscles were just about visible beneath her skin. From her small waist her hips flared out in a way that was constantly drawing men's stares. Her mum was black and dad white, and she had inherited beautiful light brown skin and hair that most other girls could only dream of.
Today was the last day of the school year and as Charlotte went through her morning routine she wondered who would be at her friend Katie's end of year party tonight. Exams had ended a couple of days ago, and even though they still had lessons, the school day would be more of a ritual than anything else. A last chance to say goodbye to some people she would likely never see again and a chance to celebrate with her friends. Still in front of her mirror, Charlotte considered what she should wear. She loved clothes and a special occasion like the last day of school meant she wanted to wear something memorable. For the past year Charlotte had been finding ways to tease some of the boys at school. Nothing crazy, just showing a bit of skin to see how the boys would react. Lots of girls in Charlotte's year had been doing it, and they would chat about their successes in the changing rooms. Charlotte figured she had nothing to lose as it was the last day of term, and as she was feeling confident, she would wear something more revealing than she ever had before. Besides no teacher was going to send her home for being inappropriately dressed on the last day of term.
With butterflies in her stomach, Charlotte's pulled out an old sundress she hadn't warn for about 4 years. She pulled the dress over her head and had to stretch the material to get it to go over her large, pert breasts. Her breasts were really too big to be properly contained by the thin cotton of her dress, which had fitted fine when her breasts had been about a third of the size they were now. At 19 years old though her tits had been fully grown for a while, and they were straining to escape both out of the top of her neckline and from the sides, meaning Charlotte could see a decent amount of her own side boob in the mirror. The dress was made from cotton and had thick blue and white stripes, and a neckline that revealed her whole cleavage, stopping just above her nipples. Fitting snugly around the chest, the dress was more loose fitting from below the waste, though the fabric was thin enough that you could still see the outline of everything beneath, depending on how the fabric fell. As it was now, Charlotte could see the tops of her muscular thighs through the fabric, before the hem of the dress stopped a couple of inches above her knees. Turning to look at her profile, Charlotte arched her back so she could see the impressive silhouette of her arse. She loved how the light colours of her dress contrasted with the caramel colour of her skin.
The way her breasts bulged out of the top was kind of ridiculous, and Charlotte thought how it made her look like one of those anime girls with huge tits that wear tiny bikinis. In reality it was impossible for a girl with tits like hers to wear a dress like this, unless she was prepared to put up with men gawping at her all day. As she wasn't wearing a bra the shape of her breasts was almost as discernible as it had been before she put her dress on, although they looked even larger as they strained against the fabric. Smiling at how silly it looked, she stepped into the light from her bedroom window and realised that in the sunlight the old material had become see through, and she could just about make up the dark circles of her nipples. Charlotte was just thinking there was no way she could get away with this, even if she had been getting adventurous with her outfits recently, when she heard her mum calling up to her from downstairs.
"Charlotte don't forget I've got a meeting this morning so you're on the school bus, make sure you're not late back from your party tonight."
A few seconds later the front door slammed. Shit! Charlotte had forgotten she had to take the bus today. She looked at the clock on her bedside table, which read 8:16 am. That meant she had four minutes to get out of the house or she wouldn't be able to go to her last day at school. She didn't have time to change, so quickly put on a white thong that wouldn't show through her dress, before throwing her make-up into her school bag, putting on some leather sandals, and dashing out of the house.
Three minutes later she was standing at the bus stop outside her house. Her thin dress couldn't protect her from the chill of the early morning breeze, and as her nipples hardened she tried to pretend not to notice the men doing double takes when they saw how little she was wearing. She was pretty sure one guy was trying to take photos of her on his phone before she made a point of holding his gaze until he had to look away.
Charlotte thought to herself, "Fuck I've really gone too far this time, I'll just have to go home and miss the last day."
Just as these thoughts went through her head the school bus pulled in, and her old bus lady Gwen called good morning through the opening doors. Charlotte hesitated as she tried to think up an excuse, but she was too slow and it was Gwen who spoke again.
"What's this? Been so long you've forgotten how to do it? Get your butt on the bus before you make us all late, you don't want to miss your last day."
Suddenly put on the spot, Charlotte panicked again and found her legs carrying her onto the bus without her even meaning them to. Deciding it was too late to turn back now, she gave Gwen a mechanical reply and went to her old spot at the back right corner of the bus. Charlotte needed to take her mind off what was happening, she was on the bus now and there was no turning back. She started taking her make up out of her bag, and with her compact started applying it. She decided she would go with something natural, as she nearly always did. Just some light foundation and blusher, her perfect skin didn't need much, and some eyeliner and mascara to bring out her big brown eyes.
Just as she was finishing up she heard her name called from down the bus, walking down the aisle was Tyler. Charlotte and Tyler had hung out a few times, mostly at parties, as they had mutual friends. He was about 6'2", and so towered over Charlotte's 5'4", with muscular shoulders from football. Charlotte had always fancied Tyler, but he'd never given her much attention before. Everyone said Tyler had a type, and it was the painfully thin girls, preferably with died blonde hair.
"Hey Charlotte, riding the bus for old time's sake? Mind if I sit here?"
"Hi Tyler, yeah of course you can! I've just finished my make-up so can give you my full attention."
Charlotte tried to sound care free and not show her nerves. She was dreading the moment Tyler would be able to see her ridiculous dress, and probably make fun of her for it. After what seemed like a lot longer than the 3 seconds it was, Tyler got to the back aisle and paused for a second as he took Charlotte in. Tyler couldn't stop himself from staring at the cleavage that was bursting out of her flimsy dress. After pulling his eyes off the best rack he'd ever seen, Tyler managed to force some words out.