Chapter 14 - The Contest

This is a nightmare, thought Valerie.

She needed to leave for the proving grounds - a patch of woods right outside the Organization's campus. Officially, the space was a private nature reserve, forbidden to enter for anyone without a specific permit. In reality, the entire area was used by the agency for training personnel and trialing prototype tech/weapons/equipment. Valerie had been there often when she was training to become an operative.

Today, however, it served a different purpose. Chief had not been happy upon learning about her failure in her last mission. He wanted Valerie to prove to him that she was still good enough to be a field operative. For the location of this test, he had chosen the proving grounds, reserving them for the entire day. Valerie was apprehensive, but she had accepted - not like she had much choice in that matter.

It wasn't the test that bothered Valerie this very moment, though. She was a seasoned field operative, used to operating under pressure when the stakes were high. The source of her stress was her wardrobe - or rather, the complete lack of one.

"There's nothing outside the door!" she exclaimed in frustration, while Iris sat calmly at her desk, typing away on her computer.

"Strange. I guess many people didn't see Chief's post. Or maybe they need more time..." Iris replied, not really paying attention. She was looking at some other critical information on her screen.

"Did Chief send any kit for today's exercise?" Valerie asked desperately. She was entirely naked, with not a single stitch to wear. Iris was used to her nudist lifestyle by now, but she certainly wasn't! The thought of being seen by others while naked gave her goosebumps.

"Not much, except for this..." Iris gestured towards a tiny rectangle resting next to her coffee mug. "That delivery of yours should arrive in the evening, I guess by the time you're done with whatever Chief is planning."

That's not fast enough, thought Valerie. The clothes she had won would be arriving later in the day, but not in time for the test. She opened the small cardboard box, her last hope and turned it upside down.

A pair of black nylon thigh-highs fell out. That's it?, thought Valerie in disbelief. There's no way that could be right. She put them on, followed by her trusty boots. Iris double checked the consignment listings and verified that yes, in fact that was all Valerie was given to wear.

"If you don't leave now, you're going to be late," said Iris pointedly.

Valerie looked at the time and cursed loudly. There was no way out of this - she had to make her way to the proving grounds. Sighing, she left the room and headed out towards her destination.

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Gloria watched the security feed around Iris's office, eagerly awaiting the moment when Agent Valerie would leave the room.

Late last night, she had hacked into Valerie's file at the agency and discovered some very...interesting things. The storied agent was broke and lived with Iris inside her office. In fact, Valerie seemed to rely entirely on the Organization for all her basic needs - including clothing. A demented plan had appeared inside Gloria's head - but to see if it would work, she needed to test something first.

To that end, Gloria had hacked into the consignment for Valerie's exercise the next day. She found it contained a list of clothes - shirt, trousers, even underwear. She deleted everything inside, and added a single, rather salacious item. If tomorrow, she saw Valerie wearing that item, then it would confirm what she suspected.

Gloria watched with hawkish eyes as Valerie opened the door a crack and peeked out. Seeing that nobody was around, Valerie exited the room, and Gloria's eyes lit up in delight.

The slut is naked except for the stockings, observed Gloria. Just how she had planned it. Her theory was correct - Valerie did not own any clothes at all.

Gloria watched gleefully as Valerie made a run for it, her breasts heaving and her ass jiggling with every step. She was going to enjoy making the agent pay for what she had done.

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