Round Three: Emma Roberts

The car pulled to a stop one more time, and Emma Roberts got out before it drove off. The blonde actress stood on the pavement, hands over her crotch and small breasts, and looked around to see herself on a pedestrianised street lined with bars. It was early evening and people were milling around, a few noticed her and began talking among themselves. Emma blushed as she heard camera phones snapping. She ran up to the nearest young woman she saw,

"Please, I need some clothes, can you help me?"

"Er... no, sorry."

Emma did not stay to hear any more, but ran to another woman who looked about the right size.

"Can you help? I'm naked, I need something to wear!"

The next woman also shook her head and responded negatively, as did the one after that, and the one after that. Emma ran down the street, from person to person, naked body fully on display, bare buttocks jiggling as she ran, people laughing and taking photos, her face turning redder every moment.

Eventually she ducked into an alley and leaned against a wall. She was still completely naked, and now had been fully displayed to the public. She wondered how she was ever going to win this challenge, but tried to find comfort that the other two Emmas were presumably doing just as badly.

She turned away from the street she had been running down, and looked at the other end of the alley, where some people stood at a bus stop, looking away from her and towards the road. One of them had some shopping bags on the pavement next to her, with the logo of clothes stores.

Emma padded quietly down the alley on her bare feet, until she reached the other end. She poked her head out and looked both ways to make sure no one was looking in her direction, then quickly leaned out an arm, reached into the nearest bag and plucked something out.

She retreated back into the alley and unfurled what she had stolen, finding it to be a light pink sun dress. She smiled to herself, looked around again, and slipped it over her head. It was shorter than she had hoped, coming to mid-thigh, and she felt a chilly breeze reminding her of her lack of underwear. Fortunately, when she was looking into the street, she had spotted something else. Leaving the alley and trying to walk nonchalantly, she strolled down to an underwear store, which had several mannequins stood on the pavement displaying some of their wares. Emma stood next to one of them, whistling lightly and trying to look casual, then jumped on it, pulling a bra and pair of panties off the mannequin before sprinting away down the road, the skirt of the sun dress flying up and making it clear she was naked underneath.

Emma turned a corner into another alleyway, took off the dress, then quickly pulled on the red lace underwear and the dress again. Then she left the alleyway at the other end.

The black car pulled up and the door opened, to show Emma Watson wearing a long black evening dress and Emma Stone in a denim skirt and yellow t-shirt. Emma Roberts got it and sat next to them.

"We did it!" she smiled.

The screen in front of them lit up, with Emilia Clark again wearing her angel wings bra.

"Well done, Emmas," she addressed them, "You all successfully acquired an outfit for yourself. But that was only part one of this challenge."

"What?!" Roberts exclaimed.

"The name of this show is Embarrassed Naked Emmas, not Embarrassed Clothed Emmas." Emilia explained, "One by one, you will be dropped off again in a different part of town, with the task of losing your outfit and reducing you to nudity once again. Points will be given for style and efficiency. The winner will be decided by our panel of celebrity judges. Good luck, Emmas."