Grin and...Bare It?!....Hell No!

Allie Dupont sat in the elevator and listened to her friends (and to strangers, some more lewd than others) as they begged her to exit her tiny, safe, and most importantly invisible-to-the-masses enclosure. She stared down at her knees, arms wrapped around her smooth legs. Her short black hair hung in a sweaty mess and her face was flushed red.

She shuffled her small cute feet in front of her, asking the important questions: why was she nude? why here, why now? Oh god why? And why was her nail polish conveniently left untouched even though it was technically a synthetic and only serves to show a bit of personality despite her now unclad state? (Ok, that last one is a question from the author to themselves, but still!)

She looked at her nails, then at her very expansive display of creamy, pale, supple skin. That's what she was right now. Even to her friends. They might think they liked her for her. They might even be right. But before that....she was a naked girl. A NAKED girl. In the middle of a learning center for twenty somethings who wanted to look at her.

She shuddered. Maybe they wanted more than to look. So she decided she was going to stay here forever.

Naked girl in an elevator. Not what she pictured herself being when she grew up, but then again-

Right now naked girl in an elevator seemed ok. It was better. Just don't throw her back out there, don't open those doors, don't return the butterflies of adrenaline to her equally bare tummy-

There was a sound of grinding metal, and profanity.

Allie recoiled and changed corners. It was about as much as she could do.

She tried to make herself smaller.

"CAMPUS SECURITY, MOVE OUT OF THE WAY!"

The doors flew open quicker than she would have thought. There was a large man in a yellow vest who was quickly flanked by his comrades.

Allie screamed. "P-please, go away! I'm...oh god! I don't have any clothes, I'm just...."

She scooted away on her lovely perky buttocks, grimacing at the cold metal.

"NAKED LADY! WOOO!"

The crowd finished her statement in a....less than preferred fashion.

Allie trembled and almost kissed her own skin with how far her chin dipped, trying to hide her face.

"Enough! Show's over, just.....Miss Dupont? Take this, you'll need it."

She felt a heavy coat being dropped over her slender, well sculpted shoulders.

Could it be?! CLOTHES! Wonderful, amazing, fantastic, covering, hiding, denudifying-

itchy- eye watering?- hot.....nose tickling-

Allie looked up first in wonder, then in confusion, then in dumbstruck dismay.

She wised up very quickly.

"N-N-"

The man patted her back. "Not anymore, poor thing. Come on, we're going to get you-"

"N-NOOOOO-ACHOOOO!"

With a cute high pitched squeak, Allie sneezed again.

And she realized something.

She had found out the reason why. Not the how, or the which, or the what.

But the why, at least.

And it wasn't very comforting.

She saw a young man about her age at the front of the crowd. He had an ear to ear grin. "Bless you!"

She looked down. Then up. Then down. Allie screamed.