Naked Together

James ran over to his friend wondering just how he was going to even begin to explain this to her. While this was hardly his doing, if Lisa hadn't run into him that day she wouldn't have come into the crossfire of a batshit crazy witch who seemed to love making people naked.

"James, what the fuck?" Lisa was stood in the middle of the street her face red with shame as she used one arm to cover as much of her boobs as possible and the other was guarding her pussy from being seen. She was crouching a little as if trying to make herself smaller and harder to see. It wasn't exactly working as the number of wolf whistles and cat calls clearly demonstrated.

"It's what happened to me. I know it sounds crazy but it's this fucking witch I dated"

"A witch?" Lisa would normally have instantly dismissed such an impossible sounding claim but someone had just made all of her clothes vanish into thin air. And not just her clothes "Shit! My purse is gone! My cards! My house and car keys!"

"My place is ten minutes from here"

"Well, let's go then!" Lisa told James in uncertain terms.

As James watched Lisa running, or more accurately shuffling ahead of him as quickly as she possibly could while keeping her private parts covered, and in between guilty glances at her really quite fantastic arse, James remembered how he had felt when he had first been out in public naked. He had seen a confident, assertive and successful young woman instantly reduced to a humiliated mess. It wasn't like being out in public in the nude ever got easy, but what Lisa was experiencing now was an initial burst of shame and self consciousness more intense than any other feeling he could think of.

He would leave it a bit before breaking it to her that she probably wouldn't be wearing clothing again any time soon.