When I was a freshman in high school I got involved in the drama club. I had zero interest in performing on stage. I just wanted to work on the set design. The fact is I was extremely shy and self concious and basically you could not pay me enough money to get up in front of a crowd in public to so much as say "hello." To say I had stage fright was an understatement.

Besides being shy in general I was terrified at the thought of being naked in front of anyone. Firstly I was fat which meant besides having a big gut and ass I also had boy boobs and they weren't small. So physed was agony to me and I went of my way not to let anyone see me but of course some things like communal showers were unavoidable.

But I was also shy about my body because I was taught by my parents that the body was a dirty obscene thing that should be hidden away.

Add to that I was frequently ridiculed regarding my body and you see why I avoided being naked in front of other people whenever possible.

So as I said I was in the drama club but strictly behind the scenes and since I was talented in art I worked on all the sets and scenary for the school play and other productions and worked the curtains and sets during the play.

I almost forgot. I had one more problem that made being naked in front of other people undesireable for me. I had a very small penis (and still do) and it was nearly always erect. I was extremely self concious about this and for some reason thought everyone was staring at my crotch. (wouldn't you have a perpetually erect penis if you were constantly surounded by sexy teenaged girls??)

I didn't like working in normal pants. Generally whenever I could I tried to wear sweat pants. They were comfortable to work in. What I didn't know was that there was a defect in mine.

So it was the night of the one performance of our school play and I was to be working the scenery moving it from one part of the stage to the other as the scenes changed. I had on my comfortable grey sweat pants and was really getting into the swing of things and really happy with the way everything was turning out. So what I didn't know was that the seams in my sweat pants were nearly not existence and were about to completely come appart. I also didn't wear underwear when I wore sweats. To top all of this off, the person who was suposed to fasten the back drop to the frame decided that glue was all that was needed and that the screws I told him to use were not really needed so I was on a collision course with multiple accidents that were all about to happen at once. The curtain on the second act had just gone up. I was standing right behind a 6 foot backdrop that I had painted. There was nearly no suport for the back drop. Then it happened. Just as I was working a rope my sweat pants split apart and fell completely away onto the floor and at first I didn't notice. I was so intent on the play that I didn't notice I was naked from the waist down. Just then I leaned into the back drop to move it forward a few feet into position when the whole wall of it fell forward onto the stage and there I was exposed and the entire audience, the whole studen body and faculty and a few hundred parents and other towns people burst out in laughter. I was upset because my backdrop malfunctioned then the cast started to yell at me to get off the stage then somebody ran up to me with a blankent and I looked down and that is when I realized I was naked. I fainted dead away right there.

From then on I had two nicknames. "tiny" and "flasher"