Into town

Lisbon snuck along the wall and peeked around the corner.

"I see a clothes store a little way down." she reported back over her shoulder to Prentiss.

"We don't have any money to buy clothes." Prentiss pointed out.

"True, but people rarely refuse naked women." Lisbon replied.

"Do you think we can make it?"

"There's not many people around. Say... we don't know what time it is. Or even if it's the same day we were at the CBU. There's no telling how long we were in a trance for."

"That's a good point, but maybe we could address the topic a bit later on..."

"Wow, look there!"

Both women spun around to find themselves facing a group of high school kids who had come up behind them and gotten a full view of their plump, naked backsides. Now Prentiss and Lisbon scrambled to cover the front view, throwing their arms across their nipples and hands over bare crotches. Lisbon stepped behind Prentiss to use the other woman as cover, but when Prentiss realised she had done this, she stepped back to try and change places with her. To the amused laughter and catcalls of their audience, Lisbon tried to get behind Prentiss again, but tripped over the other woman's feet and they both fell backwards, landing on the street in a sprawling mass of pink curves and limbs. This drew the attention of many more people, as both of them tried to get up, bumping into each other, failing to cover any parts of their pale pink bodies, faces burning with humiliation.

"Let's get out of here!" Lisbon gasped, managing to climb unsteadily to her feet, she clutched at her shaven crotch with one hand and her protruding buttocks with the other.

"Yeah, go!" Prentiss gasped in agreement, her own hands grabbing first at her full, round breasts before she moved one hand to her neatly-groomed groin.

As people around them watched through the lenses of recording camera phones, both women ran up the street, bare feet slapping on the warm pavement, as they frantically looked around for somewhere to hide or find cover.

"Where's that clothes store?!" Prentiss exclaimed.

"There... shoot, it's closed!" Lisbon cried in reply. The two of them sped up, now with no firm destination, and only attracting more attention as they went.

A black car screeched to a halt near them, and Van Pelt leaned out of the window.

"Over here, boss!" she called.

The two naked women ran the last few metres and then crossed the street to reach the car. Lisbon jumped into the front passenger seat.

"Thanks, Van Pelt." she gasped, bare chest heaving. "How did you know where we were?"

"We got a tip," Van Pelt replied, "I think it was the same guy who..."

"Um, hello?" Lisbon and Van Pelt turned to see Prentiss still standing on the street, pulling desperately at the door of the car, which was locked. "Let me in!" she tugged at the door, as people came closer, still recording and taking photos, her backside wobbling as she exerted her effort on the stubborn car, "Unlock the door! Please!"