Hope?

Overcome by shame, standing in a crowd of people, Lea somewhat awoke from her initial shock of losing her last shred of clothing. She went pigeon-toed and pushed her thighs together. This made her ass stick out. She hit the classic ENF pose. Her face was red as a tomato.

“P-please…don’t look.” She whimpered to the crowd.

Her nudity could not be more apparent and humiliating. The crowd only got bigger. Their catcalls and cheers made things so much worse. She tried to tune them out. She clutched her privates tighter and shut her eyes tighter. She bent forward to hopefully gain more coverage of her most intimate part, but this only ended up showing deeper cleavage. It occurred that she must move since the cops were still after her for her indecency.

She began to run down the block, still closing her eyes. She passed the alleyway where she entered the theater. She ran straight through a busy road, nearly getting hit by a car (if she were wearing clothes to blend in she would have been!). She opened her eyes after hearing the driver honk. She opened them in just enough time to run straight into a pedestrian.

“WHAT the hell?!” The person said, turning around to face her.

“I…uh it’s you?” Lea briefly uncovered her tits by accident. “You’re the person I saw near the theater emergency exit.”

“You’re the underwear chick I saw?” The person pulled down the hood they were wearing to reveal a beautiful woman with red hair. “Are you a model t—wait how’d you end up naked?!”

“Don’t worry about it. Can you please help me?? Kinda totally naked on the street here!” Upon saying this she realized her tits were on display and covered them promptly.

“I might have some clothes in my car if you want to follow me.” She replied. Lea sighed, this was her only choice after all. Trusting a stranger with her dignity...what had become of her?