Confiscated

The workers look Alice up and down, eyeing up her naked curves, or lack thereof. She hears a few laughs and whispers behind her, as she stood in the middle of the security check bare assed with her arms out. Once they were satisfied a worker nodded to Alice, signalling she could out her arms down. She immediately went to cover her near flat chest and exposed womanhood, though countless people had already seen all of her.

“Sorry ma’am” one worker said to her, coming up beside the naked woman. “Due to security concerns, we’ve had to confiscate your dress”

“WHAT?!” She responded, clutching her bare body tight as people began moving through the security check around her, getting a good view of her non existent chest. Alice could’ve sworn she saw a few phones pointed in her direction, making her face burn more.

“If you’d like I can take you to the lost and found” the worker offers. “Though im not sure what’s in there” With that he began leading the bare Alice through the airport, as she essentially streaked behind him. After what seemed like miles to the girl they arrived at the lost and found.