After coming back from Amphibia, Anne thought that her life would get back to its previous state, in Saint James, with Marcy and Sasha. Even though they had lost more than a year in this strange world, they had all managed to catch up with their former schoolmates, and pretty much everything was normal again.
Anne was enjoying a small break between two classes to drink and splash some water on her face in the bathroom. Yes, everything was back to normal, including her difficulties to stay focused in class. Concentrated on the mirror in front of her while she tried to remove the water from her face, Anne didn't really pay attention to the noise coming from behind her. It was just a stall door closing, nothing really exceptional in a bathroom.
Something felt weird though, as she didn't hear anyone walk after that. When she was about to turn around to check on whoever had opened a stall without walking away, Anne felt something cold against her skin. Worse than that, it was on her right near her hips, where she was supposed to have a skirt.
Anne froze a few seconds, completely lost and startled by the weird feeling. Everything happened so fast, and before she even realized it, she felt the same cold object against her skin, this time on her left side. Anger quickly replaced her surprise and she turned around, ready to yell at whoever was "pranking" her.
Sasha almost hit Anne's chin when she got back up, a sly grin on her lips.
"What do you think you're do-" Anne started to yell.
She gasped when she noticed that something was odd under her skirt, causing her to stop yelling, focused on the sensation. It was as if... her panties were slowly sliding, no longer stuck to her crotch.
"What did you do?" Anne asked as she closed her legs as strongly as possible. She could feel her cheeks warmen, and Sasha's grin grew even bigger.
"Do I really need to answer that?" the blonde girl answered while lifting a pair of scissors in the air before putting them in her pocket.
Suddenly, Sasha plunged her hand under Anne's skirt. Anne felt her panties being pulled and tried to stop the hand, but the quick and strong movement was not something she could handle.
Sasha held the panties in the air like a trophy. Both sides had been cut open and were beyond repair. Anne's eyes widened at this realization. What was she supposed to do? It's not like she had an extra pair in her bag.
"Why did you do that?" She asked Sasha, filled with a mix of anger and fear.
"Have a guess." Sasha was visibly not planning to explain further. "Don't you start panicking now, our uniforms have long skirts, it's not like someone will notice anyway." She instead added, sounding almost annoyed.
Anne was breathing loudly. What was she supposed to do? How was she supposed to react? She had never felt this many overwhelming feelings appear in her at the same time, and despite what Sasha had just said, she started panicking. She ran away, back to the class, where she knew Sasha would at least leave her alone.
During the whole following period, Anne made sure to never look in her direction. Not even a glimpse. Sasha had put her through pranks several times (a lot of times actually) and even though some of them had put Anne in embarrassing positions, it had never been this much. Anne feared that she would only see a disturbing grin on her face if she looked at her. Besides, if Sasha noticed her glance, she would know that it affected Anne. Which was in a way admitting that she had won.
So Anne did her best to ignore her desire to look at the blonde, and instead tried to focus on the class. Which was hard when Anne couldn't stop thinking about her missing panties. Even though she had her legs strongly closed to protect herself (from what?), she could still feel the unusual air flowing against her crotch, and the fabric of her skirt against her bare bottom. She panicked for the first 10 minutes of class, convinced that someone was bound to notice, but after realizing that she was safe in her sitting position, Anne relaxed a little. Still, she didn't manage to focus on the teacher, and she had a hard time breathing, as if the atmosphere was suddenly heavier.
