Home, as fast as she can.

The nude girl slipped out of the store, instinctively keeping her hands covering her breasts and crotch. "Fuck fuck fuck..." Ash muttered, feeling the rough sidewalk beneath her bare feet, the breeze on her skin, the sun on her exposed tits. Despite all of this however, despite how naked she was, how she felt...the biggest reaction she was getting was a couple of strange looks.

It clicked for her then, not entirely. She straightened her pose, tried to regain her composure "O-okay...ev-everyone thinks I'm dressed" Ash told herself, her tone shaky, her knees shakier. She kept catching herself in reflections, seeing just how nude she was, there was no way this was a bad dream.

"Just got to...g-get home...get dressed..." She muttered, taking one step at a time, each one a reminder of at least her barefootedness, that ground beneath her feet poking at soft. Each step her breasts gently jiggled, unsupported by her bra that was now...wherever her clothes were, if they even still existed.

Taking a deep breath she was covering some decent ground, even though her embarrassment was getting the better of her. Ash had done nothing like this in her life, this was only tempered by her knowing people couldn't see her nude.

That's when she saw him, out of the corner of her eye she saw a mailman just...staring. He wasn't staring in a creepy way, apart from the implied creepiness of staring of course, but he looked, perplexed. Ash tried to ignore him, focus on her walk but then the thought popped into her head.

What if he knows?

Her breath quickened, her pace increased, not to a run but a brisk walk. Ash couldn't be sure, how could she know what he was thinking but, he was looking right at her, he's seen her naked before he HAS to be seeing her now.

Ash couldn't risk it, she just couldn't. Keeping her pace she looked around for anywhere she could try and vanish to, or at least break line of sight with this stranger...