The shared dorms

After far too much thoroughly inappropriate scrubbing, Peggy was allowed to step out of the tub. Still stark naked, her face flushed red, she found herself still surrounded by a crowd of onlookers.

The redhead beside her apparently didn't care.

"Don't you feel so much better?" she enthused.

Peggy desperately suppressed the urge to cover her tits; she couldn't afford to seem like she didn't belong, especially not now. If she'd gone through that exposure and groping, she sure as hell didn't want to be 'initiated' again. Plus everyone had already seen her.

She flushed.

"Y-yes," she lied. "So, um, c-can we go somewhere?"

"You want to see the commune?" the redhead said.

"Yes!" Peggy said a little too quickly.

Anything to get away from here.

She flushed as her body- it could only be called jiggled - as she hopped down from the raised platform. She tried to walk quickly, urging the redhead to move faster, but she still took her time.

The nude Peggy Carter walked through the crowd, unable to meet anyone's eyes. They'd seen her tits, they'd seen her ass, even her pussy when her legs had been parted, and who knows how many had been part of her gropers.

Peggy whimpered. It wasn't even a relief when she moved past most of the dissipating crowd, further into the commune of naked women; it wasn't like there was anything stopping them from staring at her ass.

She glanced back, longingly, to where her clothes were burning on the fire. Too late to back out now.

"Here's where we sleep," the redhead said cheerfully, guiding Peggy into a longer, open tent. "Or relax. Sometimes we get so overwhelmed by the beauty of nature we like to dedicate ourselves to the smaller scale."

Inside, a handful of women, as naked as Peggy, were crouched on the floor. While one or two were as the redhead described, Peggy was almost relieved to notice a couple of faces nearly as red as hers.

At least she wasn't the only one thoroughly humiliated by this enforced nudity. Still, Peggy squeaked as she took in the tent.

It was a sheet on the ground, and that's it. Ok, she hadn't expect everyone to get their own rooms, but apparently no one did. They were all just expected to lay on the same soft surface, all naked and all together.

Oh god, this just got worse.

Maybe she should make her excuses and stay in here. That had to be better than walking around outside.

But then there was the mission to focus on. If she never went outside, she'd never expose Smith and she'd never be done here. Peggy flushed.