Return to the Owl

"No no no no no," Anna hissed at herself. Without a stitch on her sweaty, naked body, she turned to the only option that could obscure her. She stumbled and turned, her skin shining under the fluorescent lights while she scrambled back to the owl costume. One leg slipped in, and then the other. Anna grit her teeth as she pulled the humid suit over her already overheated body, careful to not touch any of the metal parts that damaged her prior clothing.

Her breasts now had total freedom to bob and sway without her bra in place. Even though the suit obscured the view, the Owl was so roomy that there was little touching Anna's skin. She still squeezed her moist thighs together to try and protect her sex. Anna slid her hands through the owl's feathery arms, and dawned the mascot suit. Nobody could tell a naked girl was inside, but that didn't steady her steps.

Now hidden, Anna started making steps to the libraries exit. Her heart hammered in her ears, while her crotch pulsated.

"What on Earth?" came a stern voice.

The Owl turned and saw the librarian.

"Umm..." Excuses and explanations crumbled faster than they formed. Instead Anna's nipples hardened, but with the suit, she was unable to touch them.

"Who are you? Don't you have classes to attend to?" The librarian narrowed her eyebrows.

Anna gulped. "...Hoot hoot?" She flapped the mascot arms and fled the library. The costume shifted with every off-balance step she took, and adrenaline fueled her escape, more heat started to fill the suit.

After getting back out in the hallway, the owl turned it's head to see the librarian shaking her head and locking the door to the library. Any chance of getting those clothes back were long gone. At the very least, Anna knew she wasn't the only streaker anymore.

But what would this naked, sweaty, horny girl do now?