"...Where is your skirt, young lady?"
Jenny blinked. "My... but I... huh?"
"We make enough accommodations for you by allowing you to not wear panties and flash your vagina, miss Smith," sighed the principal. "You are completely capable of pulling your skirt below your eyes, so there's no excuse for not covering your bottom on this campus."
Jenny wanted to slap herself in frustration. Of course she could have done that! Why wasn't she thinking about that, she really didn't need to take such risks what with her existing difficulties...
"And pay attention when you pee! We don't want another pond of your urine in the hall!"
Jenny hadn't even noticed that she had started peeing again, and quickly positioned the bucket under her pussy. "...Sorry... but, um..."
"Hm?"
"H-how am I going to get a skirt now?"
The principal rolled his eyes. "We do have spare clothing in case of dress code violations. You should be able to get a skirt at the desk next to my office. Come along, we're going there now." With that, he guided Jenny through the halls, which were still very weird to see from Jenny's altered perspective...