Naked again

For reasons she didn’t understand, she didn’t immediately bolt for the back door, but tried to walk around a bit. At first she told herself that she could make it. But as she felt the fold in the top coming undone, she regretted it. She tried to cut the walk short and get home quickly, but she wasn’t quick enough. She still had several blocks to go.

She felt her top coming undone, but tried to not adjust it and draw attention to herself. But then she felt it give, and she jolted and brought her hands up to catch it. And, surprisingly, she did. But unfortunately, that jolt shook her shirt loose, loose enough for it to slide down her legs, and while her hands were busy holding up her top her shirt reached her ankles, giving everyone around her a good view of her ass and pussy.

Her first instinct was to run, but she tripped over her skirt, coincidentally kicking it off her shoes, and her top, being too big, slid down even more, down to her ankles, where her skirt was, and those fell down to.

Now butt-naked on the sidewalk in the middle of the city, Luna stood up. She turned back to pick up her oversized clothes, and then the intrusive thoughts called to her again.

‘If I keep going like this,’ she thought, ‘I’ll just keep tripping. I’ll probably expose myself several more times at this rate. I I really wait to avoid flashing people, I should just hold my clothes and run the whole way.’

She stood there thinking about it, while several passerby saw her. One man whistled at her.

‘Oh, fuck it,” she thought.

And then she started running down the sidewalk back towards the building. On the way many people saw her. There were some more whistles and catcalls and car horns honking at her, but she made it back, and she made it quickly.

She closed the door shut, breathed a sigh, and sat down to relax, debating whether or not to touch herself. After a few minutes, there was a knock on the door, and before Luna could respond it opened. It was the manager, who saw Luna sitting naked.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t know you were changing,” she said, although she didn’t seem to avert her eyes, just maintaining eye contact. “It’s time for the second half of your job. Melissa will be along to help you get set up.”

“What second half of my job? Who’s Melissa?” Luna asked, still naked and not covering.

“Melissa‘s the cashier you’ve been working with her all morning. She’ll tell you all about your new task.”