Exposed on Main Street

The attractive blonde girl burst from the theatre, across the lobby without thinking and suddenly found herself outside again. In the middle of Main Street.

"Ohmygosh!" Madison gasped, she quickly ducked behind a parked car and looked around. There were quite a few people out on the street, but no one had noticed her just yet. If she was careful and very lucky, she might just get to a less busy street further up and head towards her house.

Madison knew she could not stay where she was; having just run nude out of the cinema, there was a chance someone might follow her. She took a couple of deep breaths, gathered her courage and left her hiding place.

There were two more cars in the line, and after that the naked girl knew that she was exposed if anyone on the other side of the street happened to look across. She sped up, hurrying on the balls of her bare feet until she reached a squat blue postbox, with an ornamental tree planted behind it. She squeezed herself into this space, which hid her from view in two directions at least, and caught her breath.

Okay, she thought, so far so good. She was going in the right direction at least, and there was no sign that she had been spotted. But the street seemed to her to be much longer than she remembered it being, and she did not see a lot of cover.

A few metres up the road, the door of a bar opened and a waiter stepped out, carrying a chalkboard. He set this on the pavement, displaying messages urging customers to come inside, then he returned to the bar.

Madison seized her chance. She jumped from her hiding spot, sprinted to the chalkboard and picked it up. She had a brief hope of wearing it over her head like a solid dress but there was no gap at the top, just a hinge, so she turned it sideways across her body, holding it front and back. It covered her ass and her privates, but was not quite wide enough to cover her breasts as well so Madison had to use one arm for this. This made holding the board tricky, but she was **** enough that somehow she managed.

She made it a little way up the street before a voice cried out behind her,

"Hey! Give that back!"

Not wanting to have to stand and account for herself, Madison dropped the board on the street with a clatter and darted sideways into a doorway.

She had been hoping to just duck into a doorway while she looked for the next bit of cover, but as it turned out the one she had gone for had an automatic door and Madison suddenly found herself inside a shop.

She looked around, finding herself in an electronics shop, and not an unpopular one. Most of the customers were absorbed in purchases, not paying any more attention to her than they would to any normal, clothed person who walked in, but Madison was not going to push her luck. She turned to leave, and was facing a wall-sized display of TVs of assorted sizes and ratios. Next to them was a lifesize cardboard cutout of an ugly clown figure, dressed in a silver suit with orange buttons, a speech bubble attached to his mouth containing details of the store's latest offers.

In a heartbeat all the TVs came to life, and Madison's breath caught in her throat. She couldn't see a camera anywhere, but somehow every TV had an image of her. And as she looked in horror from one to another she realised there must be multiple cameras. Half the TVs had full-body shots of her, standing just where she was now, the background another image of screens full of pink flesh. But other screens displayed close-ups of her breasts, her backside, her pussy, all in real-time and moving as she did, and all somehow keeping her in shot even as she moved to the side to find and avoid the unseen cameras.

Madison became aware that the background noise of customers and shop assistants had stopped. She froze, then slowly turned to face the shop. They were definitely paying attention to her now.