It's all gone! There's no loophole here!

Missy and Janey continued to feel very exposed. That was part and parcel of what was going on. Both could feel the grass beneath their feet, and the air caressing their beautiful breasts and pert rears.

But the greatest shock of all came when they opened their eyes.

Janey and Missy squealed in frustration and humiliation.

The paint was gone.

Suddenly, the voice was booming in their ears once more.

"Now now, we'll have none of that! You two got yourselves into this mess, and you're getting out of it on your own. That means no help, and NO covering, unless you count your hands. I'd suggest you make better use of the time you have."

The two sighed. They couldn't hide from it anymore. They were at the mercy of this greater ****. And despite all they could do to try to cover themselves they were running out of time.

If they didn't hurry, their birthday-suited fate would be sealed.

And so two pairs of bare legs began pumping, two pretty heads began racking, and two nervous hearts began thumping in two very naked chests. Two breasts apiece were cradled and two pussies hidden by four slender arms.

This was going to be a long day.