Smokin'!

Debbi had been working next to a BBQ pit long enough not to notice the smell of smoke on her clothes. So, as she entered the office, several of her coworkers began to sniff the air, and began to whisper. Carol was nearby, hoping to hear a magical phrase.

"Do you smell smoke?"

"I thought I was going mad!"

"No, I definitely smell it. Think it's a fire?"

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! the fire alarm sounded.

"FIRE!" Carol yelled, her hand on the alarm switch.

At that, everyone began to file out of the building. Debbi knew it was a misunderstanding, and stayed behind. She tried to plead with her coworkers, but since she was the source of the smell, everyone ran away, thinking the fire was getting closer. Only she and Carol remained. Carol was waving everyone out, knowing Debbi would come to her for help.

"Carol, it's a false alarm! The smoke smell is from my clothes!" Debbi said once everyone was gone.

"Your clothes are smoking?! Get them off now!" Carol said, intentionally misunderstanding.

"What? No, I was... STOP!" Debbi cried as Carol pulled her blouse from her skirt.

"I know you're in pain, but you need to hold still!" Carol ordered as she skipped unbuttoning the blouse and pulled it over Debbi's head.

Debbi was at a loss for words. She was now in her place of work showing off her sheer bra to Carol. She was just thankful she was the only one to witness. She crossed her arms over her bra to cover it, but that left her lower half ****. Carol quickly pulled her skirt to her ankles, exposing her sheer thong to Carol now.

"My, such sexy underwear. Someone took my advice, but I suppose you didn't expect to show these to anyone else, especially me." Carol said, snapping the thing's waistband against Debbi's hip to emphasize the half naked woman's exposure.

"Stop! This is a mistake!" Debbi whined.

Carol didn't listen, of course. She threw the clothes into a metal waste bin and pulled out a CO2 fire extinguisher. She quickly blasted the clothes inside the bin, as Debbi shrieked in protest.

"There, no more smoke. We can go outside and join everyone. I'm sure they're worried." Carol said.

"B-but my clothes!" Debbi said, seeing her blouse and skirt covered in white chunks of dry ice. The frozen carbon dioxide sublimating into the air similar to smoke.

"They're frozen now. We have to wait for them to thaw, but for now we need to follow procedure." Carol said.

Debbi was now holding an arm across her bra and placed her other hand over her crotch to cover the sheer panels that exposed everything. Carol grabbed the hand covering her crotch, and began to lead her out of the building. Debbi didn't protest until she saw the crowd outside the main doors. When she had left during previous evacuations, she felt like herded cattle. Pushed into position and held there until they're OK to head back inside. Now, she felt like a prized pig being paraded before being slaughtered.

Debbi steeled herself as she was led outside and joined her coworkers in the crowd. Everyone did a double take and were staring in disbelief as she was presented in her sheer underwear, which the sunloght turned all but transparent. Everyone got an eyeful, and several took pictures. She didn't her best to cover up, but her rear was left all but exposed to everyone. Blushing at the attention and her exposure, Debbi stood silent as the fire department checked the building before turning off the alarm and giving them the all-clear.

Once given the all-clear, they filtered into the building and Debbi was looking forward to wearing her clothes again. However, when they got there, Debbi saw the sodden mess that was her clothes inside the bucket. Carol wrapped her arm around Debbi's shoulders.

"Don't worry, they're just wet. I'll hang them out to dry, and you'll be able to dress in a couple hours. Just go to your desk and work. Everyone's already seen you, so it's not like they'll be staring at you or anything." Carol said.

Debbi nodded and walked to her cubicle. Sitting down at her desk, she turned to her computer and began working. After a few minutes, all seemed clear, and no one seemed to even walk by her cubicle, let alone peek on to see her in her underwear. She calmed down after twenty minutes and seemed like she didn't even know she was working among her coworkers with only sheer underwear on.

Meanwhile, Carol took the bucket and drove to Debbi's house. There, she met with the man that had been thrown out by his girlfriend earlier that morning. He handed Carol Debbi's keys he had pilfered and they went upstairs where the man's girlfriend joined them. Carol unlocked the door and entered. Sighing at a job well done, Carol addressed her minions.

"Okay, we don't have much time. You know what to do. Pack it into your car and let me know when you're done. I'm gonna get what I need and head back to the office." she explained.

Debbi was feeling a bit odd. She would forget about her state of (un)dress and suddenly remember it, cashing her to blush anew. Every time she did, she couldn't help but to hear the seemingly unintentional innuendos from her morning.

"I didn't want to go naked!"

"Rub those breasts!"

"Delicious naked breasts!"

Debbi looked down and saw her nipples were hard and poking against her thin bra. They looked like they would burst out any second! She caught her breath, and realized she's been breathing quite heavily. As she calmed down, she thought about her predicament and hoped Carol would tell her that her clothes were dry. She knew that was impossible, but she still wanted this to end.

...or did she?