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Chapter 39 by roshutsuwriter roshutsuwriter

What's on the agenda for today?

Naked date with Melody

Emily reentered her room, wet hair wrapped up in a towel and smelling of lavender instead of sweat and pussy. She stared forlornly at her bulging shopping bags still piled up in the corner. She had bought a ton of new outfits to look cool for her date with Melody, but as fate would have it (or rather, as Jane would have it) she wouldn't be wearing any of them today.

Granted, she hadn't actually made any plans with Melody beyond a vague promise to 'hang out sometime'. Not to mention Emily had been the only one to actually refer to it as a date, privately, in her head. Still, she had been hyping herself up about it since after school yesterday so she might as well shoot her shot, especially even if she'd have to be naked for it. Holding on to that conviction, she sent Melody a text asking to meet up.

She put her phone down as she waited for a response, pacing the floor. Catching a flash of bare skin in her mirror, Emily turned to examine herself critically. She had meticulously shaved her pits and legs in preparation of going around in broad daylight completely unclothed, even trimming her bush down to a neat, uniformly short triangle. And while she couldn't wear any of her new outfits, she could at least use some of the makeup and nail polish Faye and Riley had bought her.

Her labia were still a bit reddened from earlier, Emily hoped that would clear up on its own soon. Unfortunately her nipples would probably stay pretty stiff all day, considering their enhanced sensitivity and the fact that she couldn't have any fabric shielding them from the air as she walked around. Maybe she should just cover them with her hands? That might get tiring after a couple hours though...

Her phone dinged and she pounced on it, bringing the screen to her face. Her heart dropped as she read Melody's reply.

<(I'm at work today, sorry)

(Oh, ok. Some other time, maybe)>

Emily was about to resign herself to just staying at home today (and since when was that a bad thing?), when her phone showed that Melody was typing again.

<(It gets pretty dead here in the afternoon)

<(I wouldn't mind some company, it might be boring for you tho)

(Sure, no problem! I didn't have any other plans for today anyways, haha. Where do you work?)>

She'd take it! Melody sent her an address for a café, telling her to come by around 1pm when the lunch rush ended. Emily confirmed the location before letting her get back to work, sprawling down in her desk chair with her phone cradled to her stomach and an excited grin on her face. Her heart pounded as she imagined walking into the café naked later that day.

The employees and other customers would glanced over at her, only to smile politely and go back to whatever they were doing, not seeing anything strange about the young woman leaning over the counter with her boobs jiggling and bare butt swaying from side to side as she ordered. Then Melody would sit across from her at a low table, complimenting her neatly-groomed bush the way one might a new haircut, and Emily would spread her legs to give her a better view, even rocking back with her knees held up to show just how thorough she had been with her shaving...

Pulling her other hand away from where it had been gently combing through her pubes, Emily opened up CG, going straight to the challenges page to accept Unladylike. She was already sitting sprawled with her legs wide open, but a quick test showed that now she couldn't move her knees any closer together than about a foot, maybe a couple inches less if she really strained. Crossing her legs was right out, the best she could manage was crossing her ankles with knees wide apart in what looked more like an invitation than any attempt to preserve her modesty. After another moment's consideration, she went ahead and started Clingy too as her third daily challenge, feeling a sudden extra burst of anxious anticipation about seeing Melody later on top of how she was already feeling.

That done, she finally noticed the alert to claim her Reward Customization from earlier.

Gemini - Choose any Custom Girl, she will gain all of your current and future hotkeys, customizations, and punishments. Any settings will be locked to match yours.

Well that's interesting. Emily didn't actually have that many customizations yet, having been limited by gems and preoccupied with challenges, though the fact that it included punishments had her briefly tempted to use it on Melody to have her get naked too. She still hesitated about using the app on other people though, and decided to put off the decision for now until she could talk to Faye and Riley about it. Speaking of customizations though, she was about to go spend at least a few of her gems so she wouldn't go over the cap later, when her growling stomach reminded her that she hadn't had breakfast yet.

Emily crept downstairs into the kitchen. Despite her mother's words last night, it seemed she hadn't waited around for her to get up, a note on the counter reading that she had gone out shopping and to text if she needed anything. Emily took her time with breakfast, frying up a couple eggs with bacon while being careful not to splash hot grease on her bare skin. Afterwards she stood basking in the sunlight coming through the window with a cup of coffee, watching all the people drive or walk past, smiling at anyone who glanced her way.

Dishes in the sink, she went back upstairs to brush her hair and put away her new clothes. Despite herself, she blushed at some of the more risqué items Faye had talked her into getting. She held up the bikini in the mirror. It was even skimpier than she remembered, practically a micro-bikini; the top would leave the sides of her B-cup breasts exposed, while the bottoms were brief enough that even her much-reduced bush might stick out a bit. She tried to imagine wearing it at the beach, somehow feeling like it would be even more embarrassing than going naked.

Emily spent the next couple hours alternately primping in the bathroom, catching up on the homework she had neglected yesterday, or just pacing nervously. Eventually the clock struck 1:00 and she made for the front door, carrying nothing but her purse and keys. She slipped on her wedge heels, clomping around unsteadily as she tried to recall Riley's pointers, before laying a hand on the doorknob. Taking one last steadying breath, she twisted it and stepped out of the house... completely naked.

How does it go at the café?

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