Morgan knew she would probably get suspended for this... but she had looked forward to this day all year, and she wasn't going to back out now. All her classmates had given such boring presentations... it wasn't Morgan's fault she had so much more to show than her fellow students. Her school's dress code required knee-length skirts for futa students, and absolutley no exposed middrifts. But Morgan's raging hormones were overriding her better judgement, and she found herself squeezing into hip-hugging yoga pants and a spaghetti strap tank top as she got dressed that morning. Morgan grinned as she practiced her big reveal in front of her bedroom mirror.