Naked Alexis's Embarrassing Arrival

Alexis stood in front of the dingy hotel they had arrived at, conflicted. She was still in her complete, glorious and uninterrupted nudity. She hated it.

She felt the air on her thighs, bare back and naked belly and on her bum. She nervously looked over her shoulder to make sure none of the cars had slowed down again to look at her. That was becoming a more frequent issue for the poor newbie nudist. Her toes curled in the grass, feeling blades in between and also the turf under her soles. She didn't like it. It was unfamiliar. She scowled, making a face as if something sour was in her mouth.

It was very weird, different....Except maybe for her memories of that time she blacked out at one of the Rock's Christmas parties. That was maybe second most embarrassing.

At least the Rock was a hunk. There were at least a bajillion Fast and Furious movies. They weren't even about racing. That said something.

Alexis daydreamed for a moment. Why couldn't it have been the Rock, instead of her? And then she remembered her nude state and soured again.

This. This was first. Alexis shuddered, arms still covering her no-longer-privates to maintain what dignity she could. She didn't want to think about being naked. Naked here at the hotel was bad enough. But she had gotten into a teensy, tiny, little bit of trouble- back when she still had the benefit of covering, courteous, unattainable clothing.

So she had been texting. So she had rear ended that minivan. Which rear ended that Porsch.

Community service. It was a gross enough sentence.....back when she wasn't stark fucking naked every moment of every day.

The ride here- with her family, in a cramped company car. That had been mortifying. She swore that no matter what she did the very road beneath them conspired to shake her naked breasts free of her iron-grip clutch on her private areas.

Oh god. They had to have seen her boobs. Her little rosy nipples.

She didn't want to stand out here anymore, naked on the front lawn of a dingy motel. She'd have to enter the crappy motel room. Nude, as she was condemned to remain. Alexis hissed at empty air and then ran for the door.

Alexis pouted in adorable frustration as she walked into the room, the light chill of the AC buffeting her naked front. She quickly recovered her breasts and between her legs, even though the room was empty. She had made sure of that.

Her family had entered first, after she had refused to move further than the outside of the car. And then her father had taken the car, leaving her standing out there. She had scurried away behind the side of the building, but it didn't matter. She had been outside, naked. Two layers of exposure, right there. So she had sucked it up (maybe regrettably) and spent the last 20 minutes out on the lawn staring down her room door.

They had tried to get her to come inside while they checked out the room, rather weakly, but still. She couldn't face a stranger in this state, how could she face her family? Ew. She didn't want them seeing her naked! Seeing her boobs, or her butt! And it felt like every movement she made, something or other was flopping, or jiggling, or brushing against-

She padded barefoot on the carpet over to a lousy hotel bed and sat her perfect ass down on the sheets. She really hoped they cleaned well. She began to think of everything that happened in hotel rooms, everything that was now contacting her perfectly formed buttocks- and then she perished that thought, shuddering.

Alexis had no idea what she was going to do now. She felt manic, and anxious, like she could do anything. That she might lose control at any moment. How was she supposed to cope? Her dignity, her self expression, her actual freaking modesty had been sold away.....to pay a debt?

Everywhere she went, she'd be "that Naked Girl"- "Naked Alexis" "Nudie".....they'd think she was some sort of hippie nudist!

No. She had to be a trendsetter. Get ahead of the game. Alexis closed her eyes and bit her lip. If naked fashion was to be her fate, then naked fashion had to catch on, and quick.

And she was the only one sporting her birthday suit full time. Fuck.

She sat there, squirming, before there was a sudden knock on the door, and it opened unceremoniously. Alexis squealed, rolling almost too perfectly over the side of the bed, and hiding in duck-walk position, only her bare shoulders, back, and blushing pretty face visible to the intruder.

"O- Oh! Sorry, miss Rose! I'm....I'm Stevie, I'll see you at the front desk. You have a room key waiting."

Alexis studied the short, dark haired young woman. Not the first person she had wanted to see her bared anatomy. But maybe......maybe better to start off small.

Alexis sighed, and stood up, arms placed over her privates still, hair falling over her shoulders and arms. She looked like Venus, resplendent and natural and....very, very nude.

She put on a haughty tone. "Yes....that's me. Miss Rose!" She indignantly stamped her foot, which only made a cute little impact on the carpeted floor.

"I've been waiting for you!"

Stevie raised an eyebrow. "And why would you do that? Listen, your key is at the desk, just get something on, I'm sorry for the intrusion."

Alexis fake-balked at this. "And why would I throw something on? Is this not acceptable? Are you saying I'm ugly?" Inside she was screaming, hoping her act was working. It wasn't at all.

She knew she was pretty, which was half the reason to be so anxious. It meant everyone and their friends and their friends friends, and their friends friends half cousins would be looking. At her. Naked her!

She bit her lip, trembling. "So?"

Stevie just kept her gaze above Alexis's well sculpted shoulders. "You um....you sure?"

Alexis was conscious of a low-pitched whine rising in her throat from the embarrassment, and she coughed. Her toes flexed and squirmed below, in humiliation. She also felt like she was sweating. Was she sweating?!

"Yes! Of course, I am! I would never reduce myself to something as....as boring as clothes!"

Stevie just gestured for her to step forward.

Alexis did, on shaky legs. She made it about 6 or 7 steps before she squealed, too close, too naked to the strange woman.

And then she fell down so her ass was touching the carpeted floor and held her knees to her chest. "I want clothes! Ohmygodohmygod!" She screamed, and the woman awkwardly knelt down.

"Um....I'm not an expert here but....just put some clothes on? I'll leave, really, this is-"

Alexis grabbed Stevie's shirt. "N-no, please wait...I....I c-can't..."

Stevie raised an eyebrow. Then she sat down, cross-legged in front of the ever-bare girl.

"That's....interesting. Want to share?"