A security checkpoint

As Dana entered the building, a guard stopped her in the atrium. "Security check, ma'am. New guidelines", he said, as he directed her to what looked like a metal detector checkpoint similar to an airport.

"Shit, that's unexpected. The corp's been on edge these past couple days, and looks like they've amped up security.", she heard Prince's voice in her head. "Don't worry, just follow procedure. You should be clear after this."

She walked to the checkpoint where she was instructed her to take off her blazer, and then to place it and her purse on a separate conveyor belt. She stepped inside the plexiglass chamber as the machine whirred around her. For a brief moment, everything was quiet - and then she heard the dreaded beeping sound. "Of course," she thought, "just my luck."

The guard on the other side motioned her to come forward, as he took out something that looked like a handheld metal detector. Dana wasn't sure, but she could swore it was emanating a strange humming noise that apparently only she could hear. When she told this to Prince, he replied "That would be one of those detection spells I warned you about. It might hurt, but remember, you will be okay as soon as you step away from it. You must not let them know you're feeling anything." She bit her lip and braced for what was about to come.

He asked her to stand with her hands behind her head, her legs spread wide apart. "I bet you do.", thought Dana. The guard started at her feet, with the detector less than an inch away from her skin as he slowly moved upwards. It felt like a very hot plate of metal on her skin, and even though she was prepared for it, it still hurt. She felt her skin burning.

She bit her lip as the guard moved up to her waist before reaching her chest. He was sure taking his time running the machine over her breasts, she thought. Was it because he could see she wasn't wearing a bra underneath? She felt the machine graze one of her erect nipples, sending a wave of heat and pain through her body. She saw the smiling guard and realized that the bastard was doing this on purpose. She didn't want to make a scene, so she decided to stay quiet. Soon, this ordeal would be over.

As he moved the detector over her back, she looked down and saw steam coming out of the front of her shirt. Wait, no, that wasn't quite right - it wasn't that steam was coming out, it was more that her shirt seemed to turning into steam. For a moment, she forgot the pain she was in and almost let out a small yelp.

As the guard was running the machine over her back, she looked down and saw her shirt buttons start to vaporize one by one. By the time he had reached her ass, there were none left. Her shirt was completely open, meaning anyone from the front could get a great show of her boobs right now. Out of the corner of her eye, she thought she saw a nearby janitor do a double take. She saw her purse and blazer appear at the end of the belt, and prayed she would reach them in time.

Again, the guard seemed to be taking his sweet time. He was kneeling, intent on running the machine over every inch of her ass. Sometimes, he would graze her butt with the machine, causing her to feel sudden, painful bursts of heat, almost like she was being branded. She felt her body beginning to rebel against her, and she started getting wet.

I'm going to be topless at my job interview, she thought. Not only that, she would be topless in front of hundreds of people. Everyone at the checkpoint would see her, and there would probably be photos, not to mention security footage. Her entire mission would fail. The only way to save the situation would be to put on her blazer in time before her shirt disappeared - if only this stupid guard would speed up and just finish scanning her already!

Her sleeves had gone and her collar had began to evaporate by the time the guard had finished scanning her behind. Her doctor had spent less time on her than him. She felt the guard finish his scan and sighed in relief, beginning to walk away. To her shock, she felt resistance and looked below - the guard was holding on to her skirt!

He let out a perverted smile as he thrust the detector between her legs, stopping just as it made the lightest of contact with her labia. The sudden simulation almost made her cum right then and there, and she let out a small moan. She heard the guard snicker, and turned red with humiliation. Too embarrassed to look back, she prayed that not too many people had heard that.

After what seemed like an eternity, the guard said "You're good to go, ma'am." As she felt the last threads of her shirt fade away, she practically sprinted towards her blazer, hoping she would reach it in time.