(Subplot) Maggie Finds the App

Maggie leaned back in her chair, placed her hands behind her head and let out a loud and slightly exaggerated sigh, which instantly got her the attention of Antony - her sweet but dorky colleague who sat at the next desk and whose very unsubtle crush on her she had pretended not to notice for the two years since she had joined.

"What's up Mags? You don't seem very happy lately?" he asked, seizing any excuse to strike up a conversation with her.

"I dunno. I think I have been doing this job too long. I guess I'm struggling to feel motivated to keep at it for much longer"

"What, are you crazy?" Antony seemed a little alarmed that the one hot girl who actually gave him the time of day might be thinking of leaving his workplace and therefore his life "We've got it so good here. It's a booming company, the pay is more than competitive not to mention the benefits. You're one of the companies rising stars. Why would you even think about walking away from this?"

"Yeah, I get all that and I don't want to sound ungrateful. But what we do all day every day, finding solutions to increase business productivity. I'm not sure I want that to be my legacy. I think I'd like to get myself involved in something sexier"

Just hearing Maggie say that word made Antony's dick go a little hard.

"Uh, sexier how? What were you thinking? Like adult themed stuff?" He probed, hoping to hear more.

"I dunno, it was just an expression" Maggie shrugged "Anyway, time for a bathroom break. I'll be right back!"

As Maggie shut herself in the cubicle, she started to think back to the conversation she'd just had. When she used the word 'sexier' she hadn't meant it literally, she was just referring to something less dull. But actually, if she could find space for an app in the adult industry, that could be pretty fun, not to mention very lucrative. She didn't have any immediate ideas to hand, so she whipped out her phone and decided to see what might already be out there for inspiration.

She typed the word 'naked' into the search bar to see what came up. Not much of interest - Naked Wines, Naked Insurance, Naked Video, Naked Ambition..

Actually, that last one did capture her attention. She read the blurb - it seemed like it was some kind of body positivity challenge. Not something Maggie would have any interest in, but she wanted to see how it worked. She downloaded it onto her phone and opened it up. It actually seemed to be suggesting its users should literally walk around naked in public to score points. That sounded pretty dumb, but if she wanted to understand how apps like this functioned she needed to investigate further. She would have to join.

For some reason the app insisted on a photo of her. That felt a little sketchy, but she couldn't really see the harm. Even if she signed up fully, it wasn't like she was going to feel obliged to go around with no clothes on just because some ridiculous app told her it would help her find her true self or something. She angled her phone so it wasn't too obvious she was in an office toilet and smiled for the camera. A message happily told her she had been accepted for the Naked Ambition programme.

"Of course I have. Now how much are they gonna try and charge me?" she whispered to herself.

It at least seemed like she didn't have to pay anything now, or even sign up for any "free trials" they hoped she might forget to unsubscribe to and end up paying for later. All she needed to do was hit a big green button that gave her consent to be enlisted on the programme. Without so much as a second thought, Maggie tapped it.

Suddenly she felt a chill against her skin, then she looked down in shock to see that she was naked. Completely bare ass naked. At work. Maggie let out an instinctive squeal, then covered her mouth. The last thing she wanted to do right now was draw attention to herself.

This was like an anxiety dream, except she was actually living it. How the fuck had this happened? How was it even remotely possible that an app could vanish her clothes? And most importantly, how was she going to get herself out of here? It wasn't even lunch time, she couldn't stay locked in a toilet cubicle all day and there was no route from where she was to the buildings exit that didn't involve walking, or more likely running, right past all of her colleagues. Then she would have the small matter of a twenty minute drive home to negotiate. She found herself wondering if it was illegal to drive naked in Minnesota.

Just then, Maggie heard the door swing open and footsteps enter the room. There was now just a thin plastic door between her naked self and one of her colleagues. This was all starting to feel incredibly real.