Interview Interruption

As I'm enjoying my nakedness in my exhibit, I notice, while nodding to the latest tour group, a ramera crew entering the exhibit space; the female reporter in a black pencil skirt, a cameraman and a female makeup artist. I casually make my way over, but even so, I only get close enough to overhear the conversation partway, "...but do I really need to give the interview nude? Just because she's willing to..."

She trails off as the cameraman and makeup artist share a look, laughing as she puts her hands at her sides. I have to stifle a laugh of my own, lest they notice I can hear them. After a moment, the cameraman speaks up, "The boss gave explicit instructions, as it would be good for ratings and the integrity of our network, that you give the interview naked. We're giving it within her exhibit space, after all."

The make-up artist chooses that moment to step up, touching her cheeks up a bit before commenting, "Don't forget it would look good on your interview, Being willing and able to give interviews in the buff like that would really give you a boost... tsk, now hold still.", to which the reporter shurges her shoulders, rolls her eyes, while clearly resisting her urge to sigh.

After another pause, she puts her hands up, "Alright... I'll do it! Never thought you two would gang up on me like that, thought. ...Please make sure my clothes do not get dirty while I'm otherwise engaged.", to which they both smile back and nod back.

This time, she does let out a breath, smiling back before managing to state, her lips thin, "Alright then... can't delay it any longer, can I? May as well stip me now, please.", to which they nod. Her makeup artist moves in close, while the cameraman records the whole thing. As I watch, she pulls the straps off the reporter's shoulders, left side and then right side. With hardly a pause, she undoes the skirt, and as I watch, it falls off her body, leaving her now in just an orange bra and red g-string.

With a shrug, she retorts, "What? I was not exactly dressing with the expectation of stripping in public," to which they smirk, her bra coming off moments later, and her breasts bouncing lively in the process. She tries to retain her composure, which almost drops off as her face when her g-string is yanked off, but she manages to step out of them easily enough. A moment later, she lets out a "Ow! Careful with that."

The makeup artist shrugs as she smiles, "Sorry... have you made sure you're picture perfect for your big moment?" While she works, I notice the cameraman is recording the whole thing, his focus unsurprisingly panning down from her face to her more intimate parts, a naughty expression plastering his face. The reporter does her best to hold still, and I notice her makeup artist shaking her mouth. Taking her time, she carefully shaved every last hair before switching back to her makeup kit. While the cameraman zooms in, she works diligently to make sure the reporter's newly exposed body ends up just right.

I watch on, amused, and once she's finally done, the cameraman declares, "Looking good, my dear... your turn next, hunny.", to which the makeup artist lets out a gasp, placing her left hand over her chest, clearly surprised. After a moment, her shoulders drop, and she strips herself out of her formal gear, hanging it up before standing up by the cameraman. I smirk as she tries to yank down her now-no-longer-there top.

With that, they make their way over my way, the cameraman pausing a bit long on her back, dropping down a while to focus on the reporter's curves; notably, her ass, catching each movement as she sways her ass, and letting all see each step she takes. I watch, amused as she approaches me, now naked as I am. As she approaches, stops and lets out a cough, the camera now aiming at me, pausing on my ample bosom and the space between my legs, before panning upward to show me from my bust upward,

After a moment, it switches back to the reporter, who details my background and details, to the live audience, a summary of my time here at the Zoo. As she details, I manage to remain still and patient and casual, enjoying my exposure the whole time, along with wondering how she was feeling. He turns the camera back to me as she finishes up, "...and standing before us, and in the natural habitat so many have already seen her, is the woman behind the latest exhibit to be added to the Zoo, dressed as you'd expect for an exhibit to be, but she's not any normal exhibit. She's the only human on display."

She pauses, her chest heaving, as the crowd cheers and claps, many clearly amused by what they are seeing before them. I smile along with them, enjoying every moment of it. Which can be seen clearly by all those around me, along with anyone watching the live stream for the station. After a pause, Tiffany slides into view, and within moments, she's making a show of stripping off her outfit, smiling broadly as she makes a show of it. Before long, she's passing it to the makeup artist before wrapping an arm around my shoulders. Leaning inward, she rubs a hand across my bosom, rubbing her fingers across my left breast, teasing my nipple before looking up and managing, "Don't forget me, as I'm a recent addition to the exhibit, and as you can see, just as exposed as she is."

My smile grows, and I wrap an arm around her back, noting her change of heart and enjoying my exposure all the while. The reporter nods, her smile plastering her face, before she manages, "Well, how do you like that, folks? Two hotties to fawn and stare at." The crowd cheers at that, and we wait, and their excitement grows. After a bit, they quiet down, and she inquires, "I know we're intruding on your space, but I've been sent to ask... well, both of you some questions, if that's ok."