Go get new clothes!

Nora looked around nervously; there was no way she was going to stay here with her dress in this state! She kept one hand on the join in her skirt, pinning it against herself as best she could, her other hand trying to hold her neckline up.

She inhaled, then quickly ran at the crowd, pushing her way through them with her cheeks ablaze. Oh god, how much had they seen? How much had they photographed?

She didn't notice Sara as she pushed past, huryring out of the tent flap. She squeaked slightly as she reached the outside, her skirt slipping from her grip for a moment; panicked, Nora tried to pull it back up, kepeing it clutched in place.

It wasn't far to her tent, that was all that mattered. There was an area for all the staff to get changed upon arrival, with all the various costumes they'd need available. She just had to get there, and get something that wasn't falling apart.

Nora didn't quite run; she had to avoid tripping over her skirt again. Still she stumbled as quickly as she could, finally reaching that tent. Almost gratefully she let her skirt drop, and pulled the rest of the dress over her head, still flustered.

God, it was good to be out of that. Now just to find something better. Nora moved forwards...

Wait, where was everything?! She squeaked; the rail where all the dresses should be hung was entirely empty. And the drawer there, and...

Nude, Nora turned on the spot, breathing faster. She didn't question the fact the ruined dress she'd come in had vanished too. Were they being washed, were they all in use, what had hapened?!

There was nothing here, nothing she could wear.

"Nora! Get back to your post!" her boss strode into the tent; Nora yelped, crossing one arm over her tits and trying to cover her pussy with one hand.

"I- where's everything?" Nora said, blushing furiously.

"Does it matter? Get to work!" he said.

"I need my clothes!" Nora said, voice high.

"Why?" he said. "You've got one minute to get back there. Don't waste time."

He turned and left. Thanks to the rules of the embarrassing dream, the tent faded around her, leaving her suddenly stark naked in the middle of the fair. Nora yelped again, hands staying where they were, nervously squirming as she looked around.

Some distance away, Sara had left the soup-tent to watch.

"Anything?" Ava said in her ear.

"Nothing relevant," Sara said, distracted.

"Are you sure you want to stay in there?" Ava said. "If you're not getting anything..."

"I'm very sure," Sara said. She paused. "Hey, do you want to come in yourself?"

"What?" Ava said.

"Gilbert can get us out if we ask, right?" Sara said. "You can hook yourself up. Pay a visit. Trust me, you won't regret it. Think of it as a date."

There was a moment's pause. In the mean time, Nora staggered over to one of the tents, pulling a loose sheet of fabric over her body, holding it level with her neck. Her bare feet were visible out the bottom, and wide eyes and flushed cheeks peered out over the top.

A second later and Ava flickered into view near Sara.

"This better be..." Ava said, before her voice trailed off as she caught sight of Nora. "Is that..."

"Yup."

"Is she-"

"Yup," Sara said, smiling.

Ava blinked.

"What, never had a dream like that before?" Sara said. "Turning up to work naked. No matter what you do, you can't get dressed..."

"I-" Ava flushed. "Have you?"

"Yep," Sara said. She paused. "Well, mostly turning up to work and everyone else is naked, but close enough."

At a sudden, impossible gust of wind the sheet of canvas was wrenched from Nora's grasp; she yelped. Thanks to trying to hold on the flap, her hands were in far from the right position to cover up, granting Sara and Ava a sudden, clear glimpse of her body.

Whimpering, Nora pushed herself closer to the tent, tugging to try and get the flap back around herself. She didn't seem to have any idea how to get out of this situation.

"Have you just been watching Nora Darhk run around naked?" Ava said.

"Yep," Sara said, almost proudly. "Want to join me?"

Ava hesitated; she opened her mouth to speak, then paused.

"I..." she glanced over to the flustered woman again. "I suppose Nora is a major potential threat. It would be... irresponsible if we didn't keep an eye on her."

"Just what I was thinking," Sara said.

Once more, the tent fell from Nora's grasp, exposing her to the whole fair.