Lost in the Alleys

You take moment to breath deeply and rub your sore limbs to calm yourself back down before pushing forwards down the alley. The narrow alleys twist and turn in strange and confusing ways, and your footsteps echo back at you. Branching paths connect with other branches, never with any signs visible to direct you back to a main road, or even a landmark. It doesn’t help that all the buildings her look the same.

You are becoming strangely used to walking around in the nude the further you go. It feels strangely freeing not caring about covering yourself, although you do miss your bra holding your breasts in place. They still feel sore from slapping against your body during your escape.

The wind brushes past you, and you let out a surprised gasp as your pussy begins to tingle from the new sensation. You try to suppress the feeling, but as the shiver runs up your spine, you find yourself beginning to enjoy it.

10 minutes? 30 minutes? An hour? You have no idea how long you have been walking for and are pretty sure you have doubled back on yourself numerous times. The normally warm Nicodranas weather seems to be diminished in the eternal shade from the closely packed buildings, causing your uncovered skin to shiver in the chill.

Just as you are about to give up, you find a new split path. Down one you can see a man with a long overcoat staggering along away from you, a bottle of something loosely gripped in his hand.

On the other path, you think you can see a sleeve poking out from a box. This could be your chance to finally cover up! You start to move in that direction, but a small amount of movement from behind the box catches your eye. Maybe it isn’t as safe as you first thought?