She leads the yoga class naked. Again!

"Um... no one?" she hesitantly ventured again, "No one has any spare clothes? ...At all?"

Mackenzie stood there, wearing nothing but a blush in front of the classroom full of women. And, even worse, she had already decided to keep her arms resting by her sides, given that the women had already seen everything. But as the silence stretched out, she felt less and less sure about that decision. Her arms begged to creep in front of her body and at least cover the bare minimum of her body's most private spots. But they didn't move.

She searched the faces of the women taking the class, desperately hoping to find someone willing to help. Most of the women simply glanced away with an empathetic blush, avoiding eye contact with the naked beauty. The few that didn't mostly gazed back with looks of indifference or impatience.

That was it then. She really wasn't going to get any help from this class either. And if she didn't hurry up and just get on with leading the class nude, she knew some of the more vocal women would simply start complaining again. So, with plenty of ****, Mackenzie admitted defeat.

"Guess I've got **** then," she said, heaving a massive sigh. "Let's, um, move on to our next pose then..."

And so, Mackenzie once again began practicing yoga naked. For the next 39 minutes, she proceeded to model various poses for the class. Similarly to her first nude yoga session, the redhead felt completely mortified and humiliated as she began. It felt like each pose highlighted one intimate part of her body or another for the women to see. And see did they ever! By the time she'd spent 10 minutes making it through several positions, she was sure they'd thoroughly seen every inch of her bare body.

But, once again, the embarrassed feelings started to fade away for her, leaving Mackenzie with only the relaxed and serene feeling she usually felt when doing yoga. Not only that, but the change happened quicker this time too! She simply allowed herself to get lost in the flow of it all, re-entering her semi-meditative state. As she proceeded instructing, demonstrating, and correcting the positions for the present ladies, Mackenzie found herself feeling genuinely content with her job. And, once again, the remainder of her class seemed to pass by in mere minutes.

She actually had to be reminded that she was running a few minutes over the scheduled end of the class.

"Oh!" Mackenzie said with a surprise, glancing at the clock. Sure enough, it read 10:12, meaning she had kept them a few minutes late. "Sorry about that everyone! I'll end the class there. Again, my name's Mackenzie and I hope to see some of you next week!"

Mackenzie patiently waited as the women began packing up their things and shuffling out of the room, just in case anyone had any questions for her. It was only after the took was once again empty that Mackenzie even thought to look down for the ruined leotard she'd removed earlier. But all she found was empty space on the floor. Once again, her removed clothing had disappeared somehow! But this time, it bothered Mackenzie far less. After all, the thing was pretty much useless after it had gotten ripped up so much. Plus, she was still feeling nice and relaxed from the class.

That was, at least, until her boss appeared in the doorway.

"Aha!" Stefan said excitedly. "So I see you have reconsidered my offer, yes?"

"What?" Mackenzie asked, genuinely confused for a moment. But then it all came back to her. How her boss had asked if she'd like to lead yoga classes nude on a regular basis. "N-no! I didn't reconsider anything!"

As her peaceful state of mind vegan to fade away, Mackenzie felt a familiar mix of feelings crop up within her. She felt embarrassed that her boss was seeing her completely naked, but she also felt a little silly trying to cover herself after he'd already seen everything. Plus, she was still riding the high of having been naked in front of a whole class for over half an hour, so it didn't feel too ridiculous just standing before him in the nude.

"I do not understand," he said in accented English. "Did you not just teach a yoga class nude again?"

"I... Well, yes I did," she relented. "But not by choice! That shitty leotard you gave me ripped apart basically as soon as I got started!"

"Hmm, I can't say I'm surprised. As I said, it was very old. But come now, are you really telling me you did not enjoy it?"

"No!" Mackenzie immediately responded, before thinking about it for a few more moments. Hadn't she? "I mean, maybe. Kind of? I don't know. It did feel nice in a way... But still, I just can't imagine doing that for work every day!"

"I see," Stefan begrudgingly said. "Well the offer is still open to you if you change your mind..."

"No thanks," Mackenzie said, although she sounded much more hesitant about it this time around. "Um, do you have another leotard or something I could wear for my next class?"

"Sorry, that was the only spare one I had lying around. If you really must wear something, maybe try the lost and found?" Stefan offered, before departing from the room.

Mackenzie sighed. Of course not. That would have been far too easy. Instead she followed her boss and stepped out into the hallway as well.

The naked redhead made it about five feet before she started noticing people staring at her. Her semi-calm state began rapidly evaporating. What was she doing?! She was walking around the gym stark naked and not even covering herself!

Mackenzie clapped her hands over her breasts and womanhood, a deep blush spreading over her face. Any thoughts of peaceful acceptance of her nudity vanished under the lustful gazes and excited whispers from nearly a dozen nearby gym patrons. Her walk quickly turned into a nervous jog as the now fully embarrassed woman headed for the reception desk.

"Ali!" she shouted a moment later, arriving at the desk.

"Hi Ma- WHOA! Why are you naked?!" the dark haired woman behind the desk shouted, a bit too loudly for Mackenzie's liking.

"Long story!" the naked bombshell whined as she pressed her body up against the front of the desk. She took that opportunity to shift one hand to cover her ass, already hearing more of a commotion from people around her in the lobby. "Are there any clothes in the lost and found? I need something, ANYTHING, to wear!"

"Uh, l-lemme grab it and see," Ali said, ducking under her desk. She re-emerged a few moments later with an old cardboard box. Mackenzie eagerly grabbed it and began looking through its contents, trying to ignore the whispers and giggles coming from behind her.