Chapter 6e: The end of the tour, and contract signing

As I walk down the hall with Ashley and Mrs. Monroe, part of me wanted to do two things; Either take my clothes and run away with from this loony bin, or keel over and pretend I don’t exist anymore. Every single inch of my body has been seen by naked perverts all night. It feels like my boobs and ass are being stared at almost 24/7, and I haven’t even done any news reporting yet? Just the thought of hundreds of thousands of people online or on cable watching my naked body on their phones or TVs has me sick to my stomach.

But I feel like the reason I can’t get away from it all is fear. I fear that if I don’t get a news job soon to pay off my loan, I’ll be thrown out of my own home, **** to live on the streets like lost dog. No way in hell I can pay even one installment of my loan with the retail job I have now.

The deciding factor in this job will be the pay. If it doesn’t pay well, I’m instantly leaving the building. My hope is that the pay is shit, and I’ll decline the offer, take a couple months to find another job application, and then boom! I’ll have a job that doesn’t require nudity!

Nevertheless, I continue to follow Monroe, with Ashley behind me. I can feel her body heat behind me like some kind of aura is around her. I don’t try to look behind me cause doing so would only make me more embarrassed. Her nudity only makes me more aware of my own, and for at least a little while longer I don’t want to think about this embarrassing position I’m in.

“Hey, Sophia was it? I’m sorry if I came off a bit pervy back there,” Ashley says as she places an arm on my bare shoulder.

I shiver and almost jump out of my own skin as I feel her warm hand against my cool, bare skin. Almost instantly I’m reminded how naked I am, and begin blushing so hard Ashley probably thought I was turning into a tomato.

I also get to see Ashley’s naked body again, which doesn’t help me out in the slightest. My eyes immediately go to her boobs, specifically her pointed nipples. I feel so pervy about this, but my eyes can’t look away, especially with how bouncy they are as she walks along side me. I would feel bad about this, but then I remember she got to see every inch of my body, making me feel less bad about watching her tits move up and down.

“W-What?” I stammer, still to embarrassed to really speak out loud.

“It’s just, we haven’t had a new full timer here in a year, and I got a little excited to check you out! I promise I’ll make it up to you sometime in the future,” Ashley says in a sincere tone, which I wasn’t really expecting.

“You’ll be lucky to even see me again once I ditch this place…”

“Oh, and I know this might sound weird, but I really do think you’ll do amazing here! You’re so cute and beautiful, plus your butt mole is already iconic!” Ashley says.

I have no idea how to even respond to what she just said. I have never had someone say my ass mole was “Iconic” before, but at least she’s being nice.

“T-Thanks…” I reply, still a bit confused.

But before I could even recover back to my mind palace (more like apartment) Monroe stops in front of a door that was in the middle of the hallway we were walking through.

“And to cap off the tour, let me introduce you to the break room! When you’re not on the floor or shooting a scene for today, you and your fellow reporters can spend your down time here!” Monroe says before opening the door. Ashley and I follow her inside, and instantly I see both Jack and Naomi already inside, both still very much naked.

Naomi sat on the couch to my right that was up against the wall. She seems preoccupied with her phone, scrolling down what I can only guess is some kind of social media. She sits with her legs held up against her chest, which unfortunately for me exposes her pussy to the entire room.

Jack sat on the couch right in front of the door we just entered through. In front of him is a coffee table with a bunch of coasters and what looks like a bag of chips. He sits with his legs spread out, showing off basically every inch of his penis and ballsack. Part of me feels overwhelmed with how casual these two are with their shameless display of their privates. I can feel my cheeks burning as I struggle to not look either of them dead in the eye, or at their crotches.

“We have a fridge in the back for food storage, and we have a TV mounted on the wall in case you want to watch something while on break. Any questions?” Monroe asks, but to be honest I can barely even comprehend what she even said with how embarrassed I feel.

The feeling of 8 eye balls staring at my naked body, and 6 of them coming from naked strangers has me almost spiraling inside my own mind. All I could really do at this point was cover my naughty bits and nod no at Monroe’s question.

“Fantastic!” Monroe says before she walks over behind the couch Jack is sitting at, and from what I can tell, she seems to be grabbing something from behind it.

Only after a couple seconds do I see two things. 1, multiple pieces of paper on a clipboard, and 2, a sizable silver briefcase. Confused, I watch Monroe slowly walk back in front of the couch and place both items on the table in front of me.

“Here is your legally binding contract! Signing it will confirm your agreement to work for this company for a year. I recommend you read the entirety of it to better understand what you’ll be getting into here at NNN!” Monroe says as she slid the contract papers closer to me.

This is it! All I have to do is not sign it and I can just run away and forget any of this ever happened. I feel a bit relieved to know I wasn’t stuck with the job the second I was **** to strip on her office.

But as I relax a bit, my eyes drift over towards the suitcase right next to the contract. My curiosity is begging to find out what’s inside, which I guess you could say is a bit of a bad trait of mine, oh well…

“Maybe it’s my actual uniform and all of this actually was a giant prank? O-Or maybe it’s something more sinister…”

“What’s in the suitcase?” I say, my curiosity getting the better of me.

“I’m glad you asked Ms. Gardner…” Monroe says.

She unhooks the latches holding the suitcase closed and slowly opens it up. Her hesitant moments felt intentional, keeping me on edge as I try and see what’s inside.

But eventually, the case fully opens up… and my jaw practically falls to the floor…

Inside is an entire case worth of cash, physical cash in stacks held together by bands. My eyes eagerly scan each stack, but even then I’m not sure how much there truly is inside.

“I-I-Is that—”

“Yes, Ms. Gardner, this is $25,000 in cash! We felt it appropriate that our nude reporters be compensated greatly for their sign-on bonus due to their, unique, job description. Oh, and don’t worry, all of it is non-taxable,” Monroe explains.

“25k! For real?!” I say aloud, dumbfounded by such a large amount of money. I made less than that all year last year with my old job, and she’s just giving it away?! I am practically frothing out of my mouth at the idea of walking home with 25k right now! That would be half of my loan gone in an instant, and who knows how much they’ll pay me monthly?!

But then I look down at myself, and remember that I’m completely freaking naked right now! I curse myself for having this be the first job I applied to cause I’m not too sure I’ll get an offer like this again without the naked caveat.

I weigh the pros and cons of this decision in my mind. While there are more cons than I can even imagine, like I don’t know… being god damn naked on camera, $25,000 is $25,000…

“Am I really going to forfeit my dignity for money…

…

…

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…Yeah, fuck it!”

I quickly turn my gaze back to the contact and grab the clipboard beneath it. Embarrassingly, I try to grab a pen from my nonexistent pockets, leaving me waving my hands around my waist for a hot second like an idiot.

“Are you actually going to sign!? Please, borrow my pen!” Ashley says in both surprise and glee as she walked around to face me. She holds out a pen right in front of my face, and while part of me wonders where she got that pen from, the other part of me really doesn’t want to know. I hesitantly grab her pen anyways.

I quickly skim through the first couple of pages of the contract, and the usual “If you sign you can’t legally sue us” legal jargon seems to make up the majority of the contract.

“I mean, it can’t be too bad of a contract. It’s a news station for Christs sake… a weird perverted station, but a station nonetheless…”

So, I speed read the last couple paragraphs, most of which I can barely remember as the smell of money is in the air, and I sign on the dotted line! The rational and logical side of my brain is screaming at my as I write my name and signature, but the other, more opportunistic and slightly greedy, side of my brain cheers me on with every pen stroke I make as it's convincing me the money will be more than worth it

Once I’m done, I hand the contract back to Monroe, who has a pleased look on her face. I quickly throw my right hand back down between my crotch, still incredibly embarrassed having my pussy out like this.

“Congratulations on officially becoming a member of NNN, Sophia Gardner! From here on out, and until your contract expires, you are officially a naked news reporter!” Monroe says as she holds out her hand to shake mine.

Hesitantly, I take my hand away from my boobs and shake Monroe’s hand. It feels so surreal, being congratulated for signing away my dignity. I have no clue how easily I could have been convinced to do so, but that sign-up bonus is way too good to pass up.

“I knew you’d sign up, Sophia! I’m sure you’re going to love it here!” Ashley says as she gleefully claps for you.

“Yeah, It’s gonna be nice to get to know you, Ms. Gardner!” Jack says.

“Plus I finally get to edit a new naked chick into the show. It’s been uber boring watching the same three same naked bodies over and over,” Naomi says casually, still scrolling through her phone.

Even with the encouragement and weird compliments, part of me feels like I might’ve made a big mistake, or the best decision of my life. I guess time will have to tell…