It starts off well

K to begin with. That was a straight run up the street, then back halfway, then... Alex took a deep breath and kept running.

Thankfully there were a few cars parked down the street. She hurried to the first, keeping one arm clutched over her modest tits, the other with a hand over her pussy. She hunched forwards enough to almost lose her balance, stumbling behind cover, hyperventilating slightly.

The cars only stopped anyone on the far side of the street from seeing any more than maybe a glimpse of auburn hair over the roofs. (She hoped the car windows would have obstructions enough to hide her chest from view). Anyone on the same sidewalk as her though was another story.

Alex's face reddened as she made herself keep going, hurrying from car to car, trying to mentally keep track of where she was.

There was a park just past those buildings, she could use that for a later letter if she had to, as much as the thought of an open space made her cheeks burn. It depended on how **** she was to be rid of the imp and get dressed again; it wasn't as though running nude down a street was any less mortifying.

She made it as far as she wanted, coming to a brief stop behind a bulkier car. She took a deep breath, eyes wild, glancing around the street.

There really was no good way to do this...

Blushing, Alex turned around and ran back, trying not to think about the 'whoa!' from the passer-by she'd just bared her ass to, and trying not to think about how her behind would very much be staying in view until she made it back down the street.

Ok, halfway back, now for the diagonals. She took a deep breath, glancing up and down the road again and trying to focus more on the cars than the people. She _really _didn't want to think about all the people.

Glancing down at herself, she nervously lowered her arm a centimetre, conscious of how much of the swell at the bottom of her tits had been in view. Emphasizing her cleavage didn't make the heat in her cheeks fade.

All she'd really done was give herself a solid image of how she must look to everyone. Her legs, her hips, her behind, her pussy only occasionally concealed behind a shaking hand, a patch of auburn, her thoroughly immodest chest...

Alex swallowed and, rather than dwelling on the embarrassment, made herself run again. The road was clear for now, and so long as she stayed on it for a while there should be enough space for a diagonal. Up first...

She ducked between parked cars, eventually making it far enough that it felt she'd drawn a proper line. Then, panting, she turned back around, flushed at another audible reaction to her.

She couldn't get dressed until she got rid of Mxyzptlk, she couldn't get rid of Mxyzptlk until she'd made him spell out his name backwards from following her. If she focused on that, treated it like a mission...

Then it was still thoroughly mortified. She made it to where she'd began, then started the last line of the K, only for a car to pull up and honk.

The director of the DEO gave a sudden shriek, despite herself, the car horn drawing far too much attention, as if the nude woman hadn't already drawn stares.

Panting she made it to the far side of the road, cheeks burning, sidestepping so that her ass was briefly and finally concealed behind another parked car.

Fuck, that was just one letter down and how many people had seen?!