Lauren's run

Meanwhile Lauren had been running for a few minutes. It was a warm day and she had sweat gleaming over her body. She was lost in the moment. She was naked, exposed and free! Running around outdoors nude like a pixie, like a goddess! She felt sexier and more excited than she ever had before.

Then Lauren stumbled. She caught herself, but in the process Lauren finally looked down. She paused, ceasing her run. She had managed to strip and streak without seeing herself. This preserved a certain illusion in Lauren's mind. She liked to imagine she looked under her clothes like she did with them on. Unfortunately that was simply not the case. Her appearance was largely shaped by Spanx, high heels, a padded bra and designer jeans. She had none of those at the moment, exposing short stubby legs, a slight belly, minuscule breasts all covered in extremely pale pinkish skin.

Lauren stared down, unable to look away. She quickly felt the adrenaline and magic fading. What was she doing? What is someone saw her like this? How had she let things go so far? Cursing herself, she turned around and started running back to her clothes, thankful she'd come to her senses before someone had seen her...