Blake's Lone Protest Begins

As she stood in the center of the large circle in the middle of the plaza in front of the SDC building with no doubts dozens of people looking at her, every instinct Blake had told her this was a bad idea and that she should run away right this instant. Her cat ears twitched nervously in the open air. Already a faint blush was visible on her pale skin.

Still, she steeled her resolve. No matter what happened, no matter how vulgar people were to her and what kind of things she was called, she would go through with this.

To begin with, she bent down and unbuckled her heeled boots. She could hear excited muttering from the crowd as she slipped her footwear and socks off and placed them in her bag. The stone of the plaza felt cool and a bit rough beneath her bare feet. But barefoot wasn't being naked. Not even close.

Looking around she already saw a few people grinning and holding up scrolls to take pictures and record video of her public undressing. It was already bad knowing this was going to end up on the nightly news. Now she would have to deal with random people having records of her bare body. Would she end up on a porn site somewhere? Some video labeled "Slutty Teen Faunus Exhibitionist Gets Nude Downtown"? She felt absolutely mortified and she hadn't even exposed anything yet.

Her hand shaking a little, she once again grabbed the zipper of her jacket and pulled it downward. Her jacket feel open exposing her black sports bra clad breasts. Quickly she took off her jacket and put it away. She decided the best course of action was to do her undressing as fast as she could, otherwise she would only freeze.

With a rapid unbuckling of her belt, her pants soon followed, dropping down to the ground and exposing her panty clad lower body to the present cameras. She stepped out of her pants and bent down to put them in her bad, blushing like mad when the action brought a few appreciative whistles from the crowd.

"TAKE IT OFF!" She heard someone yell from the crowd much to her embarrassment. It was like she was a stripper. She depressingly thought that strippers probably made more than what she was making right now.

Now in just her black underwear, Blake realized that now was the moment of truth. Her hands moved on autopilot to the rest of her clothes.

Her sports bra found its way over her head and moving fast she gripped both sides of her panties and pulled down, exposing her ass and shaved sex to the open air and dozens of waiting cameras. She kept her hands at her sides. It's not like covering herself would do much good if she would be there for hours.

She stiffly bent down and picked up her panties as she heard the cheers of the crowd around her. Her face felt so hot she suspected her whole body might be blushing.

The last of her clothing stored away, Blake Belladonna stood completely naked in the middle of downtown Vale. Now finished undressing, Blake began to survey the crowd. Most seemed to be men who were all staring intently at her young nude figure. A lot of them had their scrolls out to record her. While she expected that, Blake still felt a pang of panic as she saw the proof she was being recorded.

Not all the crowd was men. Here and there she could spot a few women. They were mostly professional looking office types, no doubt just wandering by on their way to work. She saw disapproving looks from a lot of them along with a few angry looks.

She flushed as she heard one of them yell "You should be ashamed!" over the noisy din of the plaza. Blake really thought she couldn't get any more ashamed at the moment.

A group of teenage girls who looked about her age were pointing and laughing at her as one of them recorded her with a big grin on her face. Seeing her looking, the girl gave her a cheeky wave as other girl took amusement from Blake's shame.

And of course there was Lisa Lavender, her cameraman, and Officer Johnson.

Officer Johnson was still staring as lecherously at her as he had been when she was clothed. Blake thought that it looked like his eyes never left her breasts. The cameraman continued to record her as he had been before. She really hoped he wasn't zooming in on any of her parts. Lisa Lavender looked highly amused, laughing lightly as she sent Blake a thumbs up.

Bending down to be greeted with yet another small cheer, Blake grabbed her megaphone in one hand and a protest sign in another. She didn't have to interact with the crowd, only continue to protest. She reminded herself of this in her mind over and over as she began to shout anti-SDC slogans over the cheers and jeers of the crowd.