It was getting close to Christmas time on Shokushu. If any students were vulnerable to home sickness, it would kick in now. Yet the administration seemed determined to evoke some holiday cheer, exiting those students who would return home to celebrate with their families, and either soothing or further saddening those who would stay.

This year, Pia had been made to participate in the arrangements. Not voluntary, off course. Pia liked keeping a low profile. But the arrangement committee had suddenly found themselves short on one volunteer, and a prefect, no doubt wishing to show some initiative, had cornered Pia and pretty much volunteered her. Oh, Pia had been given a choice, but the prefect had put a lot of pressure on her, and seemed willing to find some way to cause her trouble should she refuse.

Right now, Pia was wondering if she shouldn't have taken the chance.

Finding Pia a costume in such a short time had obviously cut down on the options. She had been put into a red dress with fluffy white trimmings. She suspected it had been designed by the same person who had come up with the peek friendly skirts for the school uniform, but in truth, the hem was even shorter. The only thing that kept her from continuously flashing her panties were the generous amount of fluffy, fake fur. The dress was tight fitting around the bust, but that was probably a good idea, as it was also shoulder less, and Pia felt like it might otherwise start to slide down any second. Because of its design, she had been refused to wear a bra underneath. She also wore a Santa type cap, and fake elf ears. The adhesive itched a bit, but she was getting used to.

Something she did not get used to was the footwear. One of the other girls had decided she should wear red and white striped stockings, with boots. Red boots with heels, and fur trimmed socks. Heels. Much higher than Pia was used to.

All in all, Pia could perhaps admit that it was kind of cute, but mostly she was embarrassed, and afraid she would fall over.

The event in question took place in the cafeteria, and was supposed to be a sampling of appropriate holiday food from around the globe. Luckily, most students were busy with their exams, but there was still quite a few who had stopped by for a taste. Pia was getting peckish, and would have liked to eat a bit herself.
In not too long, she would be excused. Maybe she would taste a bit then.

"Pia!", someone shouted."The star is sliding to one side. Why don't you fix it?"

Pia groaned, she would have to climb a chair to reach it.

There was something annoying about this particular day....Oh, it couldn't be the fact that some prefect had decided to volunteer her for something so stupid. There she was, doing some dives with a friend, and out of nowhere, this snooty little miss perfect walked up to her and said 'Congrats! You get to skip initiation by volunteering to take my spot. Well, if you want to refuse, I could always let the other girls know what you supposedly think of them, so that they might give you some sort of extra special attention. I might even be able to get you sent to the basement!' She would have said no, but her friend had assured her that volunteering would most definitely be the lesser of two evils, and that was when her sad fate was decided. The day only was made worse by the fact that she was wearing this stupid outfit. Ok, seriously...She knew she had a good body, but why did she have to be some hot little miss santa? Weren't Santa, and his wife, supposed to jolly, and fat too boot? Well, such was the way of life, and looking down, the only other thought that crossed her mind was that it could be much, much worse.

The outfit was mostly a one piece Christmas styled thing. Spaghetti straps would lead down to a small white fuzzy strip that edged the top of the fabric, made from synthetic materials that smelled of cleaning chemicals, and something a bit...dirtier. Apparently, someone had a little fun with this sexy number. Beneath the white fuzzy cloth was a velvety red material, with what laces crossing to and fro in a corset style pattern that started from the top and went to and fro, crisscrossing until it ended in a small bow at the end of the corset lace. The end of said lace reached down to her crotch, where the top connected with the skirt, ruffled, and short, just like almost all the other clothes that were put upon this school's list of 'must wear' outfits, was way too short, and unlike Pia, she did not have the luck of having that white to hide her panties, which flashed every time she happened to move just a bit to freely. As an added bonus to the outfit, they gave her long, white, silken elbow length gloves that were just a tad bit too loose so that they were practically useless for anything other than...well, various sexual things she shouldn't be thinking about. To add insult to injury, they had told her to wear a bow, and it went around her neck and acted almost as a collar. Whatever it was made of, she couldn't get it off, and she suspected that it probably was a collar of sorts. The ends of the cute bow hung down to her breasts, and just made he that much more exposed feeling. She so didn't like feeling this open and vulnerable, and she was so going to get back at that damn pre....Oh god no! she just dropped her box of Christmas goodies. Well... shit....

After looking around, she checked if anyone in front of her was looking, not thinking of anyone behind her. Unseen though, was Pia, and as Flynt bent down, that skirt rode up, and exposed those cute little red and white panties that had a "Merry Christmas" printed one word on each cheek. The front had a mistletoe printed on it, obviously hinting at something much more adult. It was only the shout of "Pia!" that had caught her attention, and made her stand soldier-straight, almsot pulling a back muscle, as she began a nice soft pinkish hue across her cheeks. Who was Pia?

Well, to find that answer out, Flynt merely turned around and stared at the girl that responded, and almost died as she realized that she had pretty much given her a free show and the little blush she had from only moments ago now darkened into a deep crimson, almsot as if she were angry, instead of embarrassed!

(^_^ Refs:Flynt & Flynt)

(Oh, cute outfit )

Pia was not the only one participating. Just as she was fetching something to stand on to affix the star, she passed another girl. She was wearing another cute outfit, as short as Pia's. The redhead bowed down to pick something up, without taking her short hem into consideration, giving Pia a full panty flash. Pia tried looking away, afraid to be seen peeking, but was too slow.

The other girl turned red, looking really angry. Pia took a step back, visibly startled. Not only did the other girl look pretty aggravated, she had the most striking appearance. She looked asian, but had long red hair. Her eyes were startling to say the least. Purple they were, a shade Pia was not sure she had seen before.

"Uh, sorry.. I was just going to fix it. Err.. the tree I mean.. star!"

Pia babbled her excuse, hoping not to tick the other woman off. She backed down another step, wobbly on high heels.

Taking a few deep breaths, she looked over Pia, sizing her up a bit. If someone did that in response, she might have thought a fight would ensue, but she didn't harbor any ill feelings to this piece of work. After a second or two of silence, Flynt finally found some type of voice, and hoped that she did not sound too harsh. "I'm not mad at you miss...Pia. Although I know a prefect that will be giving me some well deserved peace after today. Whats wrong with it...the star? Do you need help, or are you going to keep glancing down at what isnt quite an outfit?"

There was that deep red blush again. It almost matched her blood red hair, and served to sharpen the hues of purple in her eye's iris. They seemed to almost twinkle as she tried her best to now keep eye contact, remembering what an acquaintance had told her once. If she kept eye contact, then the other person would forget what she is wearing. The next sentence managed to squirm into her mind from the memories, as she recalled her thought to that. The other person might forget she even had any clothes on!

A smile managed to break through at that thought, and she ran a hand through her hair, hoping to get this day over with as soon as possible.

Pia's eyes darted to an from a bit. She was unused to looking people she did not know well into their eyes. A weakness, she knew, but one that was hard to help. Yet the other girl found them easier to catch than most.
She really did have the most unusual eyes, a colour Pia did not think she had seen before.

"Uh.. the star. On the tree. It is loose, hanging to one side. I need to fix it. And my name is Pia. Nice to meet you! And I am glad you are not angry with me!"

Oh, was that groan -worthy or not?

Pia berated herself inwardly The last bit she just spurted out.

She took one unsteady step backwards, neared the tree.

"C-can you hold the stepladder for me? I might be a bit unbalanced in these?"

The last bit was said with a quick glance down at her own boots.