Emilia is skinny dipping on live TV

Emilia could hear the muffled voice of the host; if someone didn't do something that instant, she was about to be stark naked on live television! The brunette heard her name, and the curtains started to part.

"Wait!" she pleaded with the producer.

"Sorry, we're out of time."

Emilia blinked as the bright lights of the studio momentarily blinded her.

With her arms the only shield for her modesty, the Brit walked onto the stage.

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"Welcome back, everyone! Before the break, we met Oscar the Octopus, and now we're going to get someone up close and personal," the host monologued. "We've got a glamorous assistant, so please give a big hand for Emilia Clarke!"

The curtains opened, and a roar went up from the audience when they saw that the young actress was stark naked, shivering, and visibly embarrassed.

Emilia shuffled across the stage, arms wrapped around her body. Where before she had waved and smiled at the audience, now she was keeping her eyes fixed on her bare toes. Even with her head tilted downwards, everyone could see the deep blush that had spread across her cheeks.

"Couldn't find anything your size?" the host chuckled.

"There wasn't anything..." Emilia muttered.

"That's OK, I think we all prefer you like this; isn't that right, folks?" the audience cheered in agreement as the nude girls shivering intensified.

"You a bit cold there, Emilia?" the host laughed. "Let's get you in there, and warm you up."

Emilia allowed herself to be led over to the front of the stage. The tank had been lowered into the floor so that the top of the glass was at stage level. While everyone would be able to see into the top, a camera had been set up to broadcast a feed from the side of the tank.

The brunette warily dipped a bare foot into the water, testing the temperature.

"And you're sure this will be alright?" she asked the handler; the octopus looked much more intimidating at close range.

"It'll be fine, Emilia," the host said, applying an encouraging but firm tap to her behind.

Unable to delay any longer, the naked girl dropped her arms and lowered herself awkwardly into the water, her breasts swaying in response to her movements.

The water was shallow enough for her to stand up and keep her head above the surface, which allowed Emilia to wrap herself in her arms once more.

"OK, Emilia," the handler said, crouching down next to her, "open your arms to let him know that you're friendly. You don't need to be scared; he's done this hundreds of times."

The brunette slowly stretched her arms out, biting back a retort; she wasn't scared of the octopus, she was mortified about being naked on live TV!

She gasped as the octopus gingerly touched her with a tentacle, and after sensing that she wasn't a threat, it slowly and gently began to wrap itself around her. Despite her predicament, Emilia couldn't help but laugh; this was the most surreal thing that had ever happened to her!

"How is it, Emilia?" the host asked, silently beckoning at the cameras to move in closer.

"He's very...o-oh!" the nude girl giggled as the cephalopod explored her ticklish body parts. "N-no thank you, O-oscar, not there!"

Emilia breathlessly tried to push his wandering tentacles away from her breasts, but her arms were so wrapped up that she couldn't do much to stop him from doing what he liked.

"Ah, yes, Oscar can be a bit cheeky," the handler chuckled. "When he finds something soft and malleable, he's not going to let go."

"So like a pair of breasts?" the host winked.

"Absolutely! And with Emilia's pair being as large as they are, Oscar's going to have great fun!"

"Could you...err...get him off me, now, p-please?" Emilia panted.

She was completely enveloped by the octopus. Her arms were wrapped up in orange tentacles, with others curling around her stomach and legs. Another was massaging and slapping her buttocks, while others fondled and squeezed her breasts.

"Don't be a spoilsport, Emilia!" the host laughed. "I think we'd all like to be where Oscar is right now. Besides, it looks like he isn't the only one enjoying himself!"

The naked girl's breathing had become ragged as her chest heaved underneath the tentacles, her sensitive nipples being teased by suckers.

"Has he ever done this before?" the host asked, excitedly.

"No, but then he's never had access to a naked woman before," the handler explained. "This is a new experience for him."

"Make him s-stop!" Emilia moaned, half-heartedly trying to free herself; but even as she said it, the camera showed her shifting her legs to try and maneuver a tentacle closer to her crotch.

The host would happily have let the scene play out as long as Emilia needed it to, but he was reminded in his ear by a producer that they had a schedule to keep to.

"OK, we'll make this a bit of a challenge!" he announced, rubbing his hands together. "Emilia if you can hear me, you've got 2 minutes to before we pull you out. So if you want to finish before then, I'd suggest you get a move on!"

A timer was thrown up onto a screen, and the audience shouted encouragement at the nude woman as her breathing became more and more erratic. Emilia was only vaguely aware of her surroundings. She knew that she should stop, but she had never been touched like this before!