After your orgasm subsides, you think about what to do next. With the zipper gone, you are trapped in the red-head's body. Eventually, you decide to check Mike's bag and see if there's anything else.
Inside, you find a bra and panties, jeans, a shirt, a light jacket, and a school ID with a name for the skinsuit: "Sandra Lansky." There's also Sandra's watch, necklace, and her bracelet. You get dressed and walk to your last class of the day. Finding your seat open, you sit there and wait for the bell to ring.
Next to your seat is Mickey Michaels. He passes a note to you. It reads "Looks perfect, Mike. Meet me in the gym showers at bell." That doesn't sound good. Still, Mickey might know more about this suit, so you decide to humor him.
When the bell rings, you go to the meeting spot. Mickey hurries you inside and puts a lock on the door. Inside, you're shocked to find a crew of people hard at work clearing the room, setting up lights and a camera, and taping the windows shut to block out external noises.
You feel the high-pitched voice leaving your mouth. "What's going on?"
Mickey looked upset. "Mike, I really shouldn't have to remind you at this point, but all this is for our future." He took a piece of paper out of his pocket. "These are the names of the three teachers who control the three most important educational courses at this school. And these are all of the students who are most at risk of failing these courses. They need a helping hand. And that's where all this comes in. We're going to make a nice little blackmail video."
You're starting to understand why Mike ditched the suit in the first place.
Mickey leads you over to the set. "I'll take those clothes for you. And start memorizing these lines."
Naked and afraid, you can only barely pay attention to the script as the realization of what's about to happen washes over you. In the distance, behind the glow of the lights, you can see three complete strangers being fitted with prosthetics and wigs and makeup to resemble the teachers who were about to fuck you on camera. The room was shut and there was no escape.
You could see Mickey getting behind the camera. His pants were already off as he started stroking himself in anticipation.