<div style="text-align: left;"><div class="floatleft">(http://s16.postimg.org/9k7ioyzwl/Kimjustwokeup.png)</div><br/><strong>Character:</strong> Kimberly Kamitora<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> None<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Kim's Bedroom</div><br/><hr/><br/>An alarm clock rang out, its annoyance pulsing in an all too familiar and dreadful ring. That came to an end abruptly when a leg flew out from under the covers of a nearby bed, planted square on the LED display and pushed forward- throwing the alarm right off the nightstand, unplugging it as it sprawled onto the floor. Emerging from underneath the covers, Kim sat up and frowned. Too early... Much, much too early.<br/><br/>The girl was wearing nothing but a loose shirt and tank top underneath- having eschewed panties at... some point in the night. She rubbed her eye, then paused for a moment- looking at her fist. She extended her fingers out and gave it one sniff. Two sniffs. No wonder her panties were gone, hidden somewhere in the sheets. Must have been knuckle deep... She yawned, throwing her arms out to the side as she hopped off the side of her bed. Barely passing a glance towards her fallen alarm clock, she gave it one good kick- throwing it against the wall. She had only a tuft of red hair over her womanhood, now uncovered by her bedsheets.<br/><br/>She went over to her dresser, pulling it open to reveal, front and center, her school uniform. What a pain it was. She'd rather just go in her own clothes. Fortunately, the dress code wasn't exactly enforced all that well. Heck, that box-girl got away with wearing a get-up of cardboard... though Kim had to wonder if she still wore the uniform underneath. In any event, she began the torturous process of getting ready. First her bra, a B cup.. though that might have been being generous to herself. Next came her spandex shorts, eschewing normal underwear or the stockings most everyone else wore.<br/><br/>Kim stopped in the mirror, turning around and admiring her own butt- round and black in the skin-tight fabric. She had<em>that</em>going for her at least. Then came the red skirt and the long-sleeved dress shirt (which she promptly rolled up the sleeves and forgot about), the black shoes and vest came next. Popping her collar out, she added the last article- a red tie. She spent quite some time adjusting it, but found that she was never going to get it looking absolutely proper.<br/><br/>