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 ï>¿The Embarrassing Nude Calendar by Debbifan

   Part One

   Debbi and Diane were bickering.  So what's new ?  Debbi and Diane were
always bickering.  They were the two hottest girls in the Sixth Form
College and you know how it is with two hot girls.  They either bond and
build a select group of acolytes around them, or they continually lock
horns to see who will come out as top dog.  With Debbi and Diane, it was
the latter case.

   The location for the bickering this time was a meeting to discuss fund
raising efforts the sixth form had been tasked with, to assist in the cost
of building an extension to the school library.  The Sixth Form College was
a semi-autonomous adjunct to the main school but members could still have
prefect duties within the lower school and that was the case with our two
rivals.

   Another common feature, when you had two competing hot girls, is that
they would select less attractive disciples to back them up and make them
look even better in contrast.  With Diane and Debbi, these sidekicks were
Susan and Carol respectively.

   The meeting was getting nowhere.  Every time an idea was put forward, if
one of Debbi or Diane expressed approval, the other would immediately shoot
it down.  Finally in frustration, one of the boys suggested "Look, why
don't you two just have some kind of competition and we then go with the
winner's idea ?" Initially, this caused yet more bickering.  "Why bother
with a competition ?  I'd be bound to win anyway" said Debbi confidently.
"Yeah, you wish" Diane replied scornfully.  The boy pursued his idea.  "You
could team up.  Deb and Carol against Diane and Susan ?" The two sidekicks
were startled at being roped in.

   "Badminton" Diane suddenly exclaimed.  "What?  " said Debbi.  "
Badminton" repeated Diane "We play doubles against each other."

   "We could do I suppose but what's the wager ?" answered Debbi.  "Losing
pair poses for a naked calendar !  We sell it to raise funds" Diane came up
with this idea out of the blue.  There were cries of "Woo hoo" from the
others present, while Susan and Carol looked taken aback.  This didn't
phase Debbi however.  "You're on" she cried.  "Winner gets to pose the
losers however they want."

   "But the principal won't allow that" said Susan hopefully, desperate to
get out of the contest.  "He's given us a free hand" countered Debbi.  "But
it's rude" Carol tried to back Susan up.  "Oh shush.  We'll photoshop it
with black squares or sparkles to cover any naughty bits" replied Diane. 
"Except for bums, they don't mind showing bare bums on these kind of
calendars" added Debbi.

   Diane strode over later to where Debbi and Carol were seated together in
the cafeteria.  "I've cleared it with the principal" she announced.  "What
?" said Debbi.  "The calendar you're going to be posing for.  He said it's
fine as long as we make sure nothing shows" Diane continued.  Diane was
head girl, a fact that rankled with Debbi who was sure that the only reason
Diane had got it was because of her family who were bigwigs on the local
council.  While not exactly from the wrong side of the tracks, Debbi's
family background was more mundane.  Still, it made sense for Diane to use
her position to sweet talk the principal.  "Great" answered Debbi.  "Though
of course it's going to be you posing for the calendar !"

   Although both hot, Debbi and Diane made a contrasting pair.  Diane was
blonde and quite tall with prominent tits and that kind of aristocratic
English face that, if one was being unkind, reminded one of the horses she
loved to ride.  Debbi was more petite, both in build and features with
small but perky tits.  She inherited her dark hair and olive skin tone from
her Italian grandmother.  They were both athletic in their own way, had
played against each other before and would be evenly matched in a badminton
contest but Debbi was confident she held the edge with Carol.  Another
brunette, rather plain and heavier set than Debbi but pugnacious in any
sporting activity.  Diane's mousy partner Susan in contrast was bookish and
always seemed to hang back during anything remotely physical.

   "I don't want to show everyone my bare bum" Carol said anxiously once
Diane had left them.  "You won't have to" Debbi responded confidently.  "I
can handle Diane and as for Susan, come on !  You'll wipe the floor with
her." Carol considered her rival and was suitably reassured.

   Excitement built steadily over the following days as the news filtered
down through the lower school.  As part of her prefect duties, Debbi was
overseeing a rowdy group of third formers at lunch break that happened to
include Diane's bratty brother George who, if anything, had an even bigger
sense of entitlement than his older sister.  First she had to admonish him
for having his feet up on the table.  Then he began throwing French fries
around with his friends.  "Stop that George, or you're going into detention
and I don't care who your dad is" threatened Debbi.  "Yeah ?  Wait 'til we
get to see your tits" George retaliated.  "Any photos are going to be
tastefully censored and in any case, they'll be of your precious sister and
not of me" said Debbi, before deciding that she wouldn't stoop any further
to their provocation.  But George would not let it lie and began to lead
his mates in a chant of "Get your tits out !"

   "Right, that's it.  You're in detention on Friday" stormed Debbi.  "You
can't do that to me" George was outraged.  "Just you watch me" Debbi
replied.

   "Nobody gives me detention" George was complaining to Diane.  "Oh for
goodness sake, suck it up.  It's only an hour of sitting there being
bored." Diane had little sympathy.  "But I lose face with the gang" George
complained.  Diane began to smirk.  "Do you know how to set up a WhatsApp
group ?" she asked.  George was offended.  "Of course I do" he said
indignantly.  "Well, set up one with your gang if you haven't already got
one.  Include me.  I can guarantee that you'll soon return to hero status"
Diane laughed.

   The bickering and rivalry continued to grow.  "Oh look, it's this year's
model" said Debbi, as Diane and Susan approached them once more in the
sixth form common room.  "I just thought I'd let you know that I've
arranged who's going to be taking your photos" Diane announced.  "Your
photos you mean" countered Debbi.  "No, yours.  Anyway, a business
associate of my dad runs a design company and he employs this professional
photographer and he has the proper lighting and everything" Diane
explained. Debbi grudgingly admitted that it was a good idea to make sure
they had a professional looking product for the fund raising, even if the
original reason for the contest had been somewhat forgotten amidst the
rivalry.  "It'll be good to have someone who knows what he's doing when I'm
directing how you and Susan will pose" she said.

   The day of the badminton match arrived and Debbi and Carol were having a
light lunch of pasta when Diane came over to their table.  " A slight
change of plan Debbi" she announced.  "What do you mean, change of plan ?"
Debbi was immediately suspicious.  "Susan's sick, she can't play" Diane
continued.  "Oh how very convenient" Debbi replied sarcastically.  "So
you're chickening out ?"

   "Not at all, I've got a replacement.  Aditty's going to play" Diane
answered. "Who ?" "Aditty.  You know, she joined us after the start of
term" "Oh, the refugee" said Debbi.  Empathy never was one of her strong
points.  She hadn't taken much notice of the small quiet Muslim girl but
she did not envisage her being any upgrade on Susan.  "Yeah, OK, whatever"
Debbi agreed dismissively.  By this stage any thought of actually losing
this bet seemed out of the question to her.

   Unfortunately, it would have paid Debbi to pay a little more attention
to the plight of this latecomer to the class.  Because Aditty had not
arrived from the chaos of Kabul airport but from the streamlined confines
of Dubai, where she had been training with the Afghan women's team for the
Asian Games at the time of the Taliban takeover.  And if her request for
political asylum was granted, she intended to try out for the UK badminton
team !

   There was an interested crowd of sixth formers for the badminton match.
Their interest was not in the game itself but everyone now knew what was
riding on the result.  Debbi, Carol and Diane were all wearing the standard
school PE kit.  Aditty wore a very stylish Nike hijab tracksuit.  Debbi
wondered about a Muslim girl.  "Is she going to be OK with stripping off
for the calendar when you lose ?" she asked Diane.  "Oh, in that very
unlikely event, Susan will take over when she's over her cold" Diane
responded.  Debbi let it slide.  It was clear that both Carol and Susan
were minor players in this rivalry and what people were most focused on,
was which of Diane or Debbi would end up posing in the buff !

   In the end, it wasn't even close.  Whatever Debbi or Carol did succeed
in getting back over the net was returned with interest by Aditty.  Debbi
became more and more desperate but her increasingly frantic efforts more
often than not ended in an ungainly heap on the floor, to laughter from the
audience.

   The contest ended in more bickering and acrimony.  "Well, that was
pretty conclusive" asserted Diane.  "You cheated" stormed Debbi. "And how,
pray, did I cheat ?" "You knew how good Aditty was" "Oh, so you remember
her name now ?" "It was supposed to be Susan" "But Aditty's a member of the
school, it was still a doubles match between two teams and you lost !" "But
she wasn't going to strip." Debbi pointed at Aditty accusingly.  "So what ?
Somebody would have done had you happened to win but as it was, you could
hardly have lost more comprehensively" said Diane.

   The bickering transferred to being between Debbi and Carol.  "This is
all your fault" accused Carol.  "There's no way we can lose you said. 
It'll be easy you said.  What a laugh it'll be posing Diane you said.  Now
everyone's going to see my bum on a calendar" she fumed.  "Shut up" said
Debbi.  "Nobody'll be looking at your photos anyway, they just want to see
me !" Her vanity had not diminished but that was hardly a way to keep her
friend onside !

   Access to the gym had been arranged for the weekend so that there would
be privacy for the calendar shoot.  The gym was chosen as the setting for
the photos since it had been the venue for the fateful badminton match and
because there was easy access to it from the changing rooms.  The
photographer was setting up his lights and equipment when Debbi and Carol
arrived.  "This is Phil." Diane introduced the prematurely balding guy who
seemed to be in his thirties.  "I've left a pair of robes in the changing
rooms" Diane continued.  "How thoughtful" replied Debbi sarcastically. 
"Isn't it just ?  Strip off in there and then come out in the robes"
instructed Diane, already settling into her role of directing the shoot.



   Part Two

   "Bloody hell Carol" said Debbi.  "What?" said Carol.  "Your bush !" said
Debbi.  "What ?" said Carol.  "Don't you ever trim it ?" "My mum doesn't
let me.  She says only tarts shave their bush." Carol tried not to glance
at her friend's normally clean shaven pussy.  "Your mum ?" exclaimed Debbi
incredulously.  "Your mum sees your bush ?" "She just seems to know
somehow" " Bloody hell Carol !"

   The pair were undressing in the locker room.  The bush conversation
continued.  "Anyway, nobody will see it, they're going to block out all our
naughty bits" Carol argued.  "I know but they'll need a pretty big box to
block out that" answered Debbi.  Carol finally ventured a look at her
fellow model and companion in distress.  "Well what of it ?  I can see a
bit of designer stubble coming through on you" she observed.  "What ?" said
Debbi.  "Look, nine o'clock shadow !" Debbi glanced down.  It had been a
day or so since she had attended to herself down there and she had run out
of time this morning.  Her Italian genes did lead to a rather luxuriant
growth if she was tardy in keeping it under control.  "Yeah, well,
whatever. As you say, nobody's going to see that detail."

   While this was going on, Diane was finishing preparations with Phil the
cameraman.  "So, you're going to download the photos to my laptop so I can
study them at home and decide which ones we'll use for the calendar ?" she
reasserted.  "Sure, whatever you want, your dad's paying" Phil confirmed.
"Then you can do your magic to Photoshop the things we can't show ?" "Yeah,
that's routine" said Phil.

   The two reluctant models made their way put into the gym, clad only in
the robes Diane had provided.  "Ah, there you are ladies" Diane greeted
their reappearance.  "Now as you remember, it was part of the bet that the
winning team would pose the losers in whatever way they saw fit.  I'm sure
your evil minds were already thinking about what you were going to do to me
and Susan ?" Carol had given it no thought at all but Debbi looked guilty.
" I see that you had Debbi" Diane laughed.  "Susan and Aditty couldn't be
here this morning but they gave me a couple of requests and I have more
than enough ideas of my own.  So slip those robes off and we can get
started !"

   Debbi and Carol bowed to the inevitable and shrugged the robes off of
their shoulders.  Diane greedily inspected their naked forms.  "Bloody hell
Carol" she exclaimed.  "What ?" said Carol.  "Your bush" said Diane.

   As it happened, for her nefarious purposes Diane was much more
interested in Debbi.  She was pleased to see that Debbi was ostensibly
shaved, even if there was a day or two's growth.  That didn't obscure
anything and would add a little detail of interest to any viewers would
would be zooming in on the photos she intended to obtain.

   Phil had also been studying the two bodies he would be working with in a
professional capacity.  "You can still see the marks from their underwear
on their bodies" he remarked.  "Oh, that's OK" said Diane.  "It just
emphasizes that they're not wearing their underwear any more" she joked. 
"Right ladies.  As you know, it was agreed with the principal that bare
bums would be ok to be shown uncensored.  So for the cover, I thought it
would be nice to have a shot of you both standing together with your back
to the camera but looking over your shoulder so we can see those pretty
faces !"



   Part Three

   "I don't want my bum on the cover" squealed Carol.  "Everyone will see
it in the shops without having to buy it" she continued.  "Who cares what
you want loser" replied Diane harshly.  "Winner calls the shots, that was
the agreed deal and we want bare bums on the cover !" Debbi and Carol
shuffled forward with their backs to the camera.  Diane giggled.  This was
going to be so much fun.  Of course she had no interest in seeing naked
girls but she would get a huge kick out of humiliating and ridiculing
Debbi. Carol's participation was an incidental as far as she was concerned.
She also knew someone else close to her who was going to be over the moon
with the results of her plan.

   "I said look over your shoulders at the camera" Diane reminded the
unhappy pair.  As Debbi and Carol did so they became acutely aware of Phil
the cameraman, as if noticing him for the first time.  "He's looking at us"
said Debbi stupidly.  "Well, duh !" laughed Diane.  "What did you think he
was going to do ?  Turn his eyes away ?" Phil tried to put the two 17 year
old girls at ease.  "I'm only interested in the composition of the photo
darling.  I've done hundreds of these shoots, it's all in a day's work" he
lied.  In fact he was normally taking photos of beloved pets or spoiled
children for doting grandparents, alongside his commercial work for local
businesses such as Diane's father's.  This was a much more interesting gig
and he was already thinking of whether he could find a money making
opportunity involving any out takes.  But for now he concentrated on the
job in hand.

   "Oh come on, don't look so miserable.  Smile for the Camera" Diane
instructed them.  "Think of how great this is all going to be for our fund
raising." Debbi and Carol offered up wan smiles.

   While his sister was having the time of her life, her younger brother
George was not enjoying his Saturday morning at all.  The 13 year old had
never had detention before, nobody had ever dared to give him one before
that bitch Debbi.  He had been teased mercilessly by his gang already and
now that it had come to it, this morning was as boring as hell and time was
creeping along so slowly.  George suddenly felt his phone vibrate in his
pocket.  He had been able to bag a place at the rear of the class and
wondered if he dare risk looking at his phone.  Old Mr.  Hudson at the
front of the class seemed as bored as the kids and was even nodding off. 
He had told them that as long as they were quiet he wasn't going to bother
them.  George fished the phone from his pocket and saw that the message was
from his sister together with an attachment which he opened.  His hand
shook with surprise and excitement.  It was a photo.  That bitch Debbi and
her dopey friend.  Stark naked !  You could see their bums and it was
clearly them.  He suddenly remembered that competition he had heard about.
The sixth form had kept the result quiet but Diane must have won.  He read
the message.  'One for your mates.  More to come.  Much more !'

   "So Debbi.  I've seen you in the gym and I'm sure that you're capable of
doing the splits." Diane wanted to move on with her plan.  "The splits ?"
asked Debbi incredulously.  "Yeah, surely you've seen some old cheerleader
routines like they have in the States ?" "But cheerleaders wouldn't be
naked" Debbi objected.  "Winners get to pose losers as they want" Diane
reminded her.  "That was your idea if I remember correctly !" Debbi had to
concede that it was.  "But I don't think I can do the splits" she
prevaricated. "Yes you can, you showed me once at yoga" said Carol
helpfully.  "Thanks a bunch" said Debbi.

   Debbi was perfectly capable of doing the splits of course.  She could
feel the heat rising to her face as she stared into the eye of the camera
and could not help but envisage what it must be capturing.  She knew her
nipples and pussy would be blurred out or something but still...

   "Fine, now lift up your left arm and point upwards and have your right
arm going back in a line from there to the floor.  Lean back from the waist
and thrust your tits out.  That's it, tilt your head.  Look sultry !" Diane
was already really getting into this.  "What do you want me to do ?" asked
Carol.  Diane had forgotten about her.  "Oh, just stand off to the side
there looking pretty" said Diane.  "Can I cover ?" Carol asked.  "Er, yeah,
fine" said Diane distractedly, her attention focused on the stark exposure
of Debbi.  She didn't intend to have Carol in the shot anyway.



   Part Four

   Diane was relentless.  The poses kept coming.  "Sit down there Debbi. 
Can you hook your right foot behind your head ?" "What ?  No !  No way am I
that flexible." "See if you can help her get it there Carol." "Ow, no, it's
too far." "Ok, ok.  But you got it quite a long way up.  So pretend that
you are licking your foot." Relieved that her leg was not forced so far
back as in the previous suggestion, Debbi complied.  "That's it, give it a
good lick, or better yet, suck your toe.  Go ummm, it's really tasty !"
"What do you want me to do ?" asked Carol.  "Oh, just stand off to the side
looking pretty."

   The camera clicked again with another fine view of Debbi's pussy.  As
she had with the photo of the splits and would do with all subsequent
poses, Diane forwarded the pic on to her younger brother.  "Over to the
wall bars now Deb" continued Diane.  She didn't normally call her 'Deb',
they did not have that kind of relationship.  But 'Debbi' was getting to be
a bit of a mouthful each time and they had some way to go yet !

   Debbi stood and made her way to the wall bars.  "Right, I want to see
how high you can lift your left leg.  See if you can hook your foot over
the fifth bar.  Help her Carol." "Ow" Debbi winced.  "Come on you can do it
Deb" encouraged Carol as she pushed Debbi's ankle back.  "You managed the
splits." Debbi felt her pussy being stretched open along with her other
ligaments !  "Excellent" observed Diane.  "Spread out your arms to balance
and look away as if lost in thought." "Shall I stand off to the side
looking pretty ?" asked Carol.  "You got it" said Diane.

   The phone kept vibrating in George's pocket.  His frustration was huge
now that he knew what each occasion was likely to mean but he did not dare
to open the attachments again while in detention.  He wouldn't have wanted
to risk having his phone confiscated anyway but now its' contents were much
too precious !  Twenty minutes to go.  He would just have to wait.  Then he
could phone around and get all of his mates along to McDonalds and begin to
bask in the glory !

   "How come it's all just me ?" Debbi had begun to recognize the pattern.
"Winners pose losers as they like" Diane repeated the mantra of Debbi's own
devising.  "But we may as well have you both in this one.  Carol, stand
alongside Debbi.  Aditty suggested this one.  I'm sure you've seen those
Hindu goddesses ?  Or at least a Bollywood movie ?" Diane demonstrated the
stance with legs apart and bending at the knees and arms outstretched with
wrists bent, so the hands pointed upwards.  It looked innocent enough on
the fully clothed Diane but displayed the naked forms of the two hapless
losers admirably as they shuffled awkwardly into position.  "Big smiles !"



   Part Five

   "Have you got a big enough emoji to block out that bush ?" Diane asked
Phil as Carol assumed the Hindu goddess pose alongside Debbi.  "I'll just
use the usual sized one but can merge some skin tone to disguise the rest"
the photographer replied.  "The software's that good ?" Diane wondered. 
"You'd be surprised how much gets retouched with celebrities" said Phil.

   Diane was eager to get back to focusing solely on Debbi.  "Right Deb.  I
want you to squat down as if you were taking a pee.  Only make sure that
you don't, we don't need a mess !" Debbi glowered at her rival.  Rebellion
kept rising within her but for now she just wanted to get this all over
with.  She sank to her haunches.  "That's it.  Now stick your tongue out
and look cross eyed if you can.  Flash us some peace signs." Debbi did her
best to comply while keeping her balance.  Diane looked at the resulting
photo.  Priceless.  That was going to be one of her favorites.  Not only
were Debbi's tits and pussy fully visible in the shot but she looked
utterly ridiculous too.

   George finally got out of detention.  There was a queue at the bus stop
but he could not resist taking a look at the second attachment his sister
had sent.  His eyes popped out of his head as he saw that prefect Debbi
doing the splits.  It was amazing and way beyond his febrile imaginings. 
He could see her tits and pussy and everything.  He hastily closed the app
before anyone else in the queue noticed what he was looking at.  And the
messages kept coming !  Somehow he resisted the urge to look at more there
and then.  He had to get home and download them all to his laptop where he
could study them full size and store them safely.  The guys would have to
wait until the afternoon before he revealed his coup.

   "Turn your back to us for this one Deb" Diane instructed.  "Legs apart
and then bend from the waist to grab your ankles." "Oh, you're joking."
Debbi's patience snapped again.  "Winner poses loser as she thinks fit" was
the only reply that she got.  Debbi reluctantly complied.  "Look between
your legs." It wasn't only the effects of gravity that were causing the
blood to run to Debbi's face when she thought of the view that she must be
presenting to the camera.  "Hmm, we haven't seen that side of you before
yet" laughed Diane as Debbi's asshole came into view atop her pussy.

   "You're going to cover this up right ?" asked Debbi anxiously.  "I've
got a nice sunburst for that" Phil reassured her.  "There" said Diane. 
"The sun will be shining out of your ass.  We all know that you think that
it does anyway !"

   Just then, the door to the gym opened.  "Who's that ?" cried Debbi in
alarm.  "Only me" answered Susan.  "Great, glad you could make it after
all" said Diane.  "I've been to the pet shop" Susan explained.  "Good to
see you Deb" she grinned at the inverted Debbi as Phil took the shot. 
"Bloody hell Carol" added Susan.  "What ?" said Carol.  "Your bush !"

   "Yeah, we've had this conversation" laughed Diane.  "So, you've been to
the pet shop ?" "Yeah, I got this collar and leash." "Ace !  OK Deb, down
on all fours.  Carol's going to be taking you for walkies !"



   Part Six

   "I'm not wearing a dog collar." Debbi was making token protests but she
was still down on all fours and Susan was fixing the collar round her neck.
"Looks like you are to me" said Susan as she handed the leash to Carol. 
"Lead her around the room a bit Carol and Phil can take photos as you go."
Diane had realized that there was no need to limit the cameraman to taking
just one shot for each pose, he could capture various angles.  Phil took
photos from the rear and also from the side which showed Debbi's tits
hanging nicely.  Her perky young tits didn't sag but they made a nice
silhouette.

   "I could get used to this" laughed Carol.  She knew she would feature in
some of the shots but now also knew that Diane's focus was solely on Debbi
and far from being resentful that her friend was getting all the attention,
Carol thought that it was just what Debbi deserved for getting her into
this mess in the first place.  "It's like when I'm walking Charlie in the
morning" Carol continued, referring to her Jack Russell.  "Only Debbi
doesn't keep stopping every few seconds to cock her leg !"

   "That's a brilliant idea Carol" said Diane, seizing on the prompt. 
"Lift your left leg Deb and make it look as if you're a little male doggy
marking his territory." After the obligatory round of refusals and then
reminders about the terms of the bet, Debbi did so and Phil took yet
another embarrassing photo.

   "You're doing very well Debbi" said Diane patronizingly as Susan took
off the dog collar.  Carol was unconcerned about being left out of this
praise.  "Now you'll know this one too from your yoga" Diane continued.  "
I want you to do the reverse crab." Debbi glared at her tormentor but
assumed a position leaning back with bent knees and her arms straight down
from the shoulders.  "No, that's only some sort of half crab" Diane
objected.  "Arch your back completely as far as it will go, throw your head
right back and palms flat to the floor."

   Debbi tensed her body.  She could feel her muscles being stretched.  She
felt her already erect nipples tighten even more and her pussy begin to
open.  Diane explained that Phil was not sure which view would produce the
best result, so the cameraman circled Debbi and clicked from every
conceivable angle !

   George finally made it back home.  Great, his parents were out.  They
wouldn't normally invade the privacy of his bedroom but it was reassuring
to know that was not even a possibility.  He sat down on his bed and was
finally able to open the other attachments and check them out.  These were
incredible.  He still couldn't believe it.  It wasn't easy being the
younger brother, especially with a four year gap between him and Diane. 
But his big sister had really come through with this one.

   In fact, George had been no part of Diane's original plan but it tickled
her fancy when he came home so outraged at being given detention by Debbi
and she found it hilarious that her rival's naked body would be perved over
by a bunch of third formers !

   George downloaded the photos from the phone to his laptop.  They'd be
safer there and he could study them in detail and on a bigger screen.  He
remembered trying to ogle Debbi from the bedroom window to which he had
been banished while Diane held a pool party a few weeks back.  He had
thought then he could see seen some of her bum cheeks from a distance in
the bikini she was wearing that day.  But here in these photos he could see
absolutely everything in high definition !

   "What time is it ?" Diane asked rhetorically.  "Must be prayer time" she
answered herself.  "Aditty wanted to pose you both paying respects and
praying to Mecca, so I want you kneeling side by side." Debbi almost said
something blasphemous but she and Carol did get down on their knees.  "Not
like that.  You've seen how the Muslims do it.  Press your forehead right
down to the ground and bum in the air !" Diane smirked as Carol's asshole
and pussy made their first full appearance alongside Debbi's.



   Part Seven

   Diane hadn't quite run out of ideas for poses.  Debbi was posed once
more sitting on the floor but this time lifting her legs in the air in a
wide 'v'.  "Nice big smile.  We know you're enjoying this really !"

   She was made to do a handstand with Carol standing alongside supporting
her legs.  "You're sure you can edit out that bush, 'cos a lot's showing
from the side ?"

   Diane then had Debbi place both of her feet behind her head with her
ankles up by her ears, another pose where Phil took multiple shots from
different angles.  "Surely you have enough by now ?" asked Debbi
desperately.  She had begun trying to keep track of the number of photos
they had shot but had long since lost track.  "OK, time out" answered
Diane, using this as an excuse to confer with the cameraman.

   Diane wasn't stupid.  She realized that most of these poses were too
extreme to be used in the official calendar, even with the aid of
Photoshop. "Right ladies." She turned back to Debbi and Carol.  "We've had
a quick look at what we have and I've decided to bow to Phil's professional
judgement.  There are two or three that will work very well but he's
suggested it would be better if you went with him back to his studio where
he can pose you with all the usual props to hide your naughty bits, like
potted plants and cup cakes and so on."

   "What ?  Now ?  But we've been here hours" Debbi protested, though part
of her was relieved that it seemed most of the embarrassing shots that had
been taken would be jettisoned for the calendar.  "Don't exaggerate, it's
only been an hour and a half." said Diane.  "I have those kinds of sets
ready permanently, it won't take me long at all" assured Phil.  Debbi and
Carol looked at each other and reluctantly agreed.

   "I just need one more shot here for now" said Diane.  "Sort of a
counterpoint to the first one showing your bums.  Stand together again side
by side but full frontal.  That's it, straight back and a military salute.
Look stern and serious !"

   "Excellent, that's one we can probably use suitably censored.  Do you
think so Phil ?" added Diane once the shot had been taken.  "Should be
fine" the cameraman concurred.  "What's going to happen to all those photos
you've taken and won't use" demanded Debbi.  "Oh, we'll delete those"
replied Diane airily.  "Really ?" said Debbi.  "Yeah, of course !"

   Diane and Susan didn't bother accompanying Debbi and Carol to Phil's
studio.  Looking at the pair in the nude was getting old and Diane had
satisfied her lust for humiliating her rival.  Diane knew Phil would come
up with sufficiently tame shots to be published for sale in the fund
raiser. She wasn't sure if she would make any more use of the explicit
photos, other than sharing them with her brother and his pervy friends but
she'd hang onto them for now.

   George opened yet another attachment.  It showed a full length frontal
shot of both girls giving some kind of salute.  But this one had another
message from his big sister.  "That's all folks !" George couldn't really
be disappointed.  He had more than enough material for his wank bank. 
Speaking of which, he had something to take care of before rounding up the
gang to share his good fortune and bask in the glory !



   Part Eight

   George had found a corner table in McDonalds that afforded a little
privacy and was ensconced there when the rest of his gang arrived, intent
on ribbing him for having been in detention that morning.  "Ha ha, how was
detention ?", "You said that you were bullet proof from ever getting
detention", "Until that Debbi came along !" George let them have their fun
for a minute or two.  "Nothing to it, just boring" he replied.  "But I did
say that Debbi shouldn't have messed with our family.  Take a look at
these." He turned his laptop around to show his mates.

   "Look, we don't talk about it ok ?  Let's just forget it" said Debbi to
Carol as they were leaving Phil's studio after having had what would turn
out to be the official calendar photos taken.  Relations were still frosty
between the two friends and would take a few days to repair.  "Well at
least these photos were not half as bad as what Diane was having you do"
Carol responded.  "Tell me about it" said Debbi.  "No, on second thoughts,
don't tell me about it.  I just want to forget it all."

   George's gang were transfixed at the photo of Debbi and Carol's rears.
"You ain't seen nothing yet" smirked George, as he scrolled onto Debbi
doing the splits.  " The boys crowded closer.  "I don't believe it, you can
see everything", "Debbi's minge !", "And her tits." "And there's no loss of
quality if you zoom in" boasted George, demonstrating the fact.  Of course,
Debbi's predicament had nothing whatsoever to do with her having put him
into detention but he was happy to let that impression linger.  "That'll
teach her to give you detention" asserted one of the gang, who got out his
phone to take a photo of the screen.  "What are you doing ?" asked George.
"I want a copy of this" the other boy replied.  "No need" said George. 
"You'll all get copies, I'm sending them round the WhatsApp group.  There's
a load more !"

   George took his time in moving through the various shots, making sure
each one was fully appreciated.  "Bloody hell !" exclaimed one of the gang.
"What ?  asked George.  "That bush" the boy replied.  They had reached the
photo of the goddess pose and the first frontal view of Carol.  "Yeah, it
is pretty spectacular isn't it" George laughed as he zoomed in.  "But look,
when you zoom in on Debbi you can see all the little short hairs that are
just starting to grow.  She'd have as big a bush if she didn't shave." "I'm
glad she does though" said another boy, to general agreement as they all
studied yet another shot of her pussy.

   "This is a good one" asserted George.  It was Debbi bending and grasping
her ankles while she looked through her legs at the camera.  "You can see
her asshole !" was the cry.  "Not so loud, don't tell the whole place"
admonished George as he nevertheless took the cue to zoom in.

   "You could almost count the wrinkles around it" laughed another of the
boys.  "You could but why would you want to ?", "13, or maybe 14", "What
?", "The wrinkles round her asshole", "Well, which is it ?", "I'm not sure
if that counts as a wrinkle ?", "Maybe half of one ?", "13 and a half !"

   The afternoon continued in that vein, the group of third formers not
believing their luck as the shots became more and more explicit.  George
took a message from his sister.  "OK, listen up.  Diane says we can keep
the photos but we can't post them anywhere online" he announced.  "Can't we
share them at all with anyone else at school ?" complained one gang member.
"She says not but if you do, just make sure that they know the rules too !"



   Epilogue

   Not everything worked out quite as Diane had envisaged.  When they first
saw the official calendar, Debbi and Carol were hugely embarrassed but
Debbi rationalized that she wasn't showing much more than she would in a
bikini pic she might have put on social media.  Then the calendar proved to
be a big success and Debbi and Carol became feted by the principal and
school governors for raising so much money.  And further to Diane's
chagrin, Debbi was universally acclaimed as being 'hot' and became even
more popular with the boys.  And who knew Carol would look so good with her
clothes off ?  She began to receive more date requests than she ever had
before !

   Diane knew she could not make the poses she had taken in the gym
available to a wider public without risking exposure herself.  She had to
content herself with playing with the photos and placing dog ears, cats
whiskers and a buttoned nose on Debbi, along with various captions and
other manipulations.  She did have the consolation of knowing that her
bratty brother and his friends were enjoying the fruits of her labors !

   That gang were still being troublesome at lunch breaks.  "Hold the noise
down you lot" said Debbi as she approached their table.  "Oh look, it's 13
and a half !" they laughed.  "What ?" asked Debbi.  "13 and a half, it's
what we call you." "Why ?" More laughter.  "Wouldn't you like to know ?"
The boys were enjoying keeping her by their table, each one knowing that
they knew exactly how she looked in the nude.  Every inch of her, from the
pinched nature of her nipples when erect, to the little mole on her inner
thigh up by her labia, to every wrinkle around her asshole.  "I haven't got
time for your silly kid's games, just keep the noise down or it'll be
detention again" she said firmly.  "Yeah, whatever.  See you around 13 and
a half !" The boys collapsed into laughter again.  Stupid boys thought
Debbi as she walked away.

   And those photos ?  Oh, they're out there somewhere.  Phil the cameraman
has sold them to a Russian web site, Hot English Teens.  And Debbi is in
Japan with her genitals pixelated out.  But with everyone and their dog
taking naked selfies and posting them online, what was the likelihood of
anyone who knew the girls stumbling across them ?