Empty Exhibit

Mac eagerly takes the lead, holding his naked co-host next to him, and casually keeping her occasional, half-hearted attempt to cover from getting anywhere. As we follow behind, the news camera follows along on her exposed side, giving anyone watching a clear view of her exposure... in all its naked glory. He continues detailing info on the Zoo's history, notable its firsts, which seemed at the time a major revolution, and comparing it all back to its current new 'choice' of having a naked female host.

The reporter asks a bit, as the crowd follows along behind... well, largely behind, as more than a few individuals, including journalists, with cameras and phones jump in front, snagging a few photos of her nakedness as Mac leads us along. While speaking, He poses with her, making it as grand a show as possible for those in the crowd. His female host, possibly from his excitement or stemming from her embarrassment, only gave short, quick answers, as otherwise simply smiling along, "Yes, of course.", and "Anything for a fan... it helps the Zoo, right? " As we make our way along, Zoo patrons, likely not yet aware of what was happening, join in the crowd as we pass, staring and pointing at the naked female host, who they may well recognize by name.

It does not take long for us to arrive at an exhibit, though not the one I'd have expected at first. Rather than her traditional hosting location, at the aquatics show, he stops us at a currently empty enclosure. The appearance of fake vines, leaves, and the recorded sound of rainforest bird life all say the same thing... this is a primate exhibit space, though clearly no primates have been in the space for a bit. The exhibit space features glass on fully on three sides, and if we were not standing right before the entrance door, it would be impossible to tell how to get into the enclosure. His co-host, naked, thought she is, still obviously embarrassed, she manages to keep her cool, as the reporter asks the pair, "Why this exhibit space? I don't see anything inside..."

The reporter trails off as Mac playfully touches his naked co-host's nipple gently with his free hand, smiling back before responding, "To show us her dedication to remaining naked for you, the Zoo's patrons, she will put herself on display where no host as before... and a place where no clothes will be available, no cover will be possible... this primate enclosure." The host smiles at that, his naked co-host gasps, covering her mouth with her hand as he crowd cheers loudly. Woof whistles and cat calls come out between the cheers and applause of the assembled crowd, making their exhilaration known at his proclamation. He winks over at me as the crowd goes wild, and without asking, I knew both of us were thinking, 'See her get out of that one', and possibly 'See how she likes it! '

She takes a moment to register what just happened, her mind likely racing to come to terms with the latest surprise to be tossed her way. Clearly surprised, her shoulders drop, and she whispers to Mac, "You really expect me to walk in there?" to which he chuckles back, before turning to the crowd.

"We all remember how much fun she's had with staff and guests on more than a few occasions?", to which the crowd cheers and shouts, catching his naked co-host by surprise, even as she does her best to keep her composure as the crowd indirectly responds to her unasked question. After a moment, he continues, "Who wants to see if she can lead by example?", to which they once more shout and cheer.

She rolls her eys, still plabnly emrarrsed. That said, after a moment, she nods, looking from Mac to the reporter, "Yes,..Yes! Of course! Whatevrr is breast...er, best for my audience fans!", she manages, stepping away gently from Mac, leaning down to go into the primate enclosure. The door closes and locks behind her, as the crowd cheers from all sides, which only gets louder as she comes into view before us.

She stands there a bit, arms at her sides, her embarrassment shining from her face, before looking down. After a few seconds, during which the crowd shouts encouragement, she puts a hand to her ear and tries to speak, though even if everyone were quiet, we'd likely not hear anything she tried to say. It takes he a bit, but she managing to relax, as she starts to walk about, naked as she is, along the ground of the exhibit, her ass swaying wide with each stride she makes. Many of those surrounding the enclosure take photos of her, naked and slowly parading herself before them, as they smile, point and stare.

That's when I hear the reporter's question for Mac, "Now, before we go, how long is she planning on remaining here, naked, before her audoring fans?" to which he chuckles, looking over at his emaressed co-host, before replying, his smile never leaving his face, "That depends.. she will no doubt remain a crucial host of our aquatic shows, though no doubt, she'll spend at least some of her time when not putting on a show there, placing her curves, in all heir glory, on display for the Zoo's patrons."

With a nod, the reporter closes off the interview and joins the crowd. Mac moves to stand by me, smiling as he wraps a hand around me, looking down at the deep-v from the improperly put on we-suit, and pausing to stare before looking back up. Our eyes meet, and we laugh. He wraps his arm around me then, before declaring, "Well, I think that went well... notable, for such an impromptu Idea I made up on the spot. Wonder if even she would have come up with it.

I giggle back, turning my gaze on the exhibit, where his naked co-host was slowly managing to move about, still embarrassed but putting a good face effort into it. Watching on, I find myself smiling, amused by the result, "Yea, I think it did. Quick thinking by the way... hey, how much longer before my clothes is ready? Not that I mind the wetsuit, nor in any rush to get it back, mind..."

I trail off as he laughs at that, "Oh, it should be ready now, though how soon you get to wearing it depends on you." I giggle, feeling him easily pick me up, catching a wide-eyed smile gleaming back my way, along with his tell-tale wink.

Once I manage to stop giggling at that, I manage to inquire, "What do you mean..."