She finally arrives at her hotel

Mackenzie, exhausted from her long flight and trek across the island, finally arrived at her hotel. Her bare feet climbed the stair up to the sliding door awestruck. The hotel if you could call it that was wonderful. It was enormous with dozens of buildings and pools, right next to the beach, a spa, a horse corral, climbing walls, 16 bars and restaurants. All of it free for her use for 2 weeks. She stood there for a moment until a group of young guests burst out of the sliding door.

"Gang way naked lady," They laughed clearly checking her out. Mackenzie came back to reality and with a yelp threw her arms over her chest and raised a leg to hide her vague. She stood there awkwardly until the youths left before striding into the hotel.

The hotel lobby was just as ornate as its the exterior. It was a large circular room with high ceilings and shinning wooden floors. The walls were decorated with fine art and bronze statues. Anywhere there wasn't art on display there were waterfall fountains descending from the ceiling to the floor. In the center was a ring of stone carved palm trees whose leaves came together to create a dome over the circular reception desk and some couches for waiting guests. The floorplan features a design of a massive tropical flower that encompassed the entire lobby.

Unlike outside Mackenzie's awe was tempered by her fear. This place was ornate. The kind of fancy most people never laid eyes on outside of magazines. And she stood in the middle of all this booziness butt-ass naked. She could feel the fancy floor wax underneath her feet. Hell, she could literally see her naked self-reflected in the marble!

"This might be the worst place I've ever been naked." She squealed face reddening. Mackenzie arms clinging to her privates again hustled forward going very unnoticed by locals and VERY noticed by tourists. The only silver lining was that the lobby wasn't too filled up, but even that resulted in her being far more noticeable by everyone present. She soon made it to the front desk. The female receptionist smiled brightly and greeted her.

"Hello and welcome to the Belleza Revelada Resort." She said politely. "How may we help you?"

"C-checking in" Mackenzie stuttered reaching into her micropurse to retrieve her ID. "Reservation u-under Mackenzie."

The receptionist scanned Mackenzie's ID then nodded before typing into her computer.

"Mackenzie Fairbairn. Room 1034. First Floor not that far from here." She said pulling out a key card and holding it out to Mackenzie.

"That's great." Mackenzie smiled. At least the privacy if her own room wasn't that far away. She reached out to grab the keys to her salvation but at the last minute the receptionist pulled her hands away.

"Hmm," the receptionist pondered looking at her computer again. "It seems you haven't accepted the nudist package. Is that a mistake?"

"Nudist package?" Mackenzie repeated. Of course she hadn't asked for something like that. She didn't even know this was a nudist island. Heck, she hadn't planned on being completely naked at the beginning of this vacation. So now that she was standing with her ass exposed to dozens of people, she really just wanted to get that key and go "No I didn't know about any nudist packages."

"Really? That's strange all the nudist travel agencies emphasized that perk of our hotel. If I may ask, what agency did you use."

Mackenzie felt her eye twitch as she stood there with her arms extended for a key this woman seemed determined not to give her. Mackenzie considered demanding it be handed over, but she didn't want to piss off the person causally holding her future privacy in her hands.

"I didn't use a travel agency. I just found this place online. In fact, I didn't know the island allowed legal nudity until the plane ride."

"Really? So you stripped down the minute you learned you could? How...bold of you." The receptionist said in quite a shock. Even she found the idea of jist abandoning your clothes on an airplane a little bizarre.

Mackenzie paused. She wanted to correct her explain what had really happened. How she didn't mean to get naked like this, but she couldn't stand the idea of standing here and explaining it.

"Sure," Mackenzie said in a frustrated tone. "Now can I please get my key."

"Not so fast." The receptionist said. Actually, hiding the keycard behind her desk much to Mackenzie's chagrin. "I would be remiss if I didn't explain the perks of our nudist package to such a dedicated nudist. Here let me show you."

The receptionist reached down below her desk and fiddled around for something. Meanwhile Mackenize opened her mouth finally feeling it was time to get assertive, but before she could the receptionist stood back up and presented her a small orange band with what looked like a gold microchip embedded in its side.

"The chip on this bracelet can be programmed with all your information. Since you'll probably have trouble carrying things around it can be used in place of ID and your room key. It also provides access to certain exclusive nudist locales on the island as well as shopping at certain stores."

Mackenize's frustrated face suddenly softened.

"Shopping?" She muttered.

"Yes, it connects to your bank account, so you don't have to carry credit cards. Although you should know not every store on the island has the equipment to scan it."

Mackenzie couldn't believe it. Since she had lost her credit cards with her luggage the redhead had essentially had no funds left. If she had one of these bracelets however maybe she could procure herself some clothing to wear for the rest of this trip.

"I want it! I want the Nudist Package. How do I get it. Is it expensive."

"Easy ma'am." The receptionist said. "It's free of charge. We have it to entice nudists to stay here. Also, there are a few more benefits I want to tell you about.

"You can tell me later." Mackenzie shouted. "I just need the bracelet right now."

"Well first it needs to be calibrated." She said seeming a little annoyed. "And that's only after I add the package to your reservation. So, it will take a second."

Mackenzie tapped her foot impatiently as the receptionist fiddled with the computer, the minutes ticking by at a glacial pace. She glanced around the lobby and noticed the room starting to fill up, more guests were coming and going. Many were new arrivals like her making their way to the reception desk to get checked in. Mackenzie's heart sank as they shuffled up next to or behind her at the desk. All of them tourists who immediately noticed the naked woman.

"Wow this island really is liberal," one laughed. Mackenize shifted her weight, her arms still clutched around herself and let out a frustrated sigh.

"How much longer?" the Redhead asked, trying to keep her tone polite but failing miserably. The receptionist, noticing Mackenzie's growing impatience and the line forming behind her, gestured to a nearby chair.

"Why don't you take a seat while I finish processing this? It shouldn't be more than a moment," she said, her tone softening slightly. Mackenzie hesitated, knowing that dealing with other guests would only slow this all down. However, she could feel the frustration from the people behind her being **** to wait on her and feared causing a scene if she stayed. So, Mackenzie nodded and walked off to sit in the closest chair.

Arms still tightly wrapped around herself, Mackenzie perching on the edge of the chair like a gargoyle. Although the cool leather felt nice on her bare butt, her cheeks still burned as she glanced around the lobby, trying to avoid the curious glances of other guests. The receptionist continued tapping away at the computer, but, as she predicted, also had to deal with the newcomers. Mackenzie pouted knowing these people were only delaying her and forcing the Redhead to spend more time in the open.

After the receptionist finally finished checking people in, she locked in on her computer and began furiously typing to finish what she started. Soon a soft beep rang out from the computer signaling the end of the process. She picked up the orange bracelet, the metal chip glowing faintly as she scanned it with a small device. She motioned over toward Mackenzie and the redhead excitedly made her way back to the desk.

"Alright, this is all set," she said, handing it to Mackenzie with a polite smile. "Sorry for the delay." Mackenzie snatched it eagerly, slipping it onto her wrist. The cool metal settled against her skin, and she felt a strange sense of relief wash over her. "Thank you," she muttered, feeling a great sense of relief.

"Your new room is 1597." The receptionist said so casually Mackenzie almost didn't hear her.

"New Room?" Mackenzie asked. "What happened to the old one.

"It's part of the nudist package. You've been upgraded to a suite. One closer to our facilities."

"A suite! Really?" Mackenzie said ecstatic. At least she was until the Receptionist brought out a map of the first floor and the Redhead realized Room 1597 was on the far side of the hotel's Eastern Wing. It looked like her quest had one more leg to it.