No. No she is not.

"Fuck..."

Diane's heart sank as she looked across the floor. There were easily ten people there, some she knew personally, and some she didn't. Diane had no hope of ever attempting to sneak past all of them. The only way she could get that file would be to walk in there, completely naked, her body exposed to everyone on the floor, her large bosom, her pert ass, her trimmed bush, she would have to face down those co-workers like this! And the thought was heating up her core even more!

Diane bit her lip, wanting those dirty thoughts to leave her head. She wasn't that kind of girl! No, she wasn't turned on by being naked and humiliated! She would show herself! She was going to walk right into the office bare as the day she was born and ask for the file for Emma. It was going to be embarrassing sure, but it wasn't going to be arousing!

False confidence suddenly motivating her, Diane stood up at the door, both arms going to cover her large tits. She could do this, opening the door, Diane started walking into the office, feeling sweat dripping from most pours of her body, heat radiating of the goth's cheeks. No sooner had she reached the first bank of desks than did she notice heads start to turn, getting a full look at her unclothed form.

"Yes! Her tits are real! Emma owes me 5 bucks!"

"You'd think she'd shave her privates, especially being so dark haired."

"I can't believe how pale she is! Well except for her cheeks..."

The goth beauty tried her best to ignore the comments from the co-workers she was walking past, as well as ignore the feeling it was causing for her lower down. She kept her arms cradling her breasts, feeling her rock-solid nipples poking into her arms, as she approached the managers desk at the back of the room, after having walked past almost every employee on the floor completely naked.

"Um... I think Emma Collins emailed you... asking for a file?" Diane tried her best to stop her voice shaking, but considering her current predicament, it was a losing battle. The man (Jerry, right?) looked up from his desk, not even reacting to the raven-haired girl's state, despite being eye level with her dark bush.

"Oh yes, Emma Collins, who changed the dress code... That must make you Diane..." Jerry looked down at his computer clearly in search of the email Emma had sent him. Diane's eyes widened, realising Emma had posted the updated dress code to everyone! Every member of staff, even those working from home will know about her naked state!

"Ah yes, the Peterson case, I have that one right here." Jerry muttered under his breath, reached into his desk drawer, pulling out one of the thicker files Diane had ever seen, handing it to the goth girl and looking back to his computer.

Diane could barely mutter a thanks before placing the file to cover her pussy, looking back towards the rows of employees, all who weren't taking any notice of her, all seemingly having returned to work. Looking around, Diane could see that she was no longer the focus of attention within the office, and too that as her cue to leave, turning around and heading back towards the lift elevator.

With only the file to cover her pussy and one arm to cover her breasts, Diane still felt more exposed than ever. The fact that she was covering somehow made this all worse, and weirdly enough, walking past all the employees not even paying attention to her was fraying her nerves even more. She was holding in a groan of frustration, not even wanting to think about what kind of face she was making right now.

Entering the elevator lobby, the naked goth wasted no time in making her way back up the stairs, her hand and an A4 page file being the only things she was covering her exposed form with. Every touch of her bare feet to the carpet of the stairs, every small breeze going past her exposed body, and every twinge of foreign arousal just made Diane blush even more, the raven haired girl reaching the top of the stairs, feeling more out of breath than she probably should have climbing one set of stairs.

The goth made her way back onto her thankfully emptier floor. She hadn't actually considered how happy she was that only Helen and Emma could see naked body on this floor, compared to the ten sets of eyes that were baring down on her on the floor below. Just the memory of it made Diane shudder against the file she was holding against her bare crotch.

"Well, you sure took you time..." Emma's voice rang out, making Diane cringe once again at her temporary bosses' words, the busty goth approaching her desk with the file. "At least it seems you can follow simple orders..."