Scarlet-Faced, Shoplifting Scandal

Sasha sipped from her soda as she walked down the video game aisle of the malls electronic store. It was her break, so she was dressed in her uniform as she made mental notes on what to pick up after her shift. A particular hack-and-slash game caught her eye, the smiling hippie woman on the cover giving a peace sign with one hand while decapitating a demon with a butter knife with the other.

Sasha reached out to examine the game in question when a hand swiped it away from her. Startled, the tiny security guard looked up to see an employee, a woman in her late teens, smiling sweetly at her.

"Sorry, Sweetie." The employee said with a grin, "This game is for grown-ups. We have a nice kitty and bunny game for your mommy to buy for you instead." The saleswoman looked around for a bit before asking, "Where is your mommy, Cutie?"

Sasha groaned in annoyance. Not this again. With expert timing, the small security guard whipped out her wallet and showed the saleswoman her identity.

The woman looked at the card for a few seconds before her face went white as a sheet. Her face then turned pink as she chuckled sheepishly, saying, "S-sorry, Officer Stone. It's my first day on the job and all. You just... Uh, you just do what you do to keep us safe. Again, sorry about the misunderstanding. It's just that you look like..." Sasha gave the teenager a look which caused the latter to say, "I'm just going to shut up and go over there."

The saleswoman quickly walked away as Sasha sighed and rolled her eyes. Oh sure, it seemed that she had this employees respect now. But when she heard from her superiors about the Halloween incident, the newbie would be giggling any time she saw her. This was the twentieth time this week that this scenario had happened to her.

And it was only Monday!

Sasha placed her wallet back into her pocket as she looked down at her watch. Much to her annoyance, her break was almost over. "Well," she grumbled as she threw her empty cup into a nearby trash can, "time to get back to the nine to five."

Sasha was just about to walk out of the store when something caught her eye...

---

Mia had entered the electronics store twenty minutes prior, walking along the selection of printers for her husband, Dan.

It was almost their 11 year anniversary, and the woman wanted to get her loving husband something special. Being the writer that he was, Dan had spent the past five years on his magnum opus. Unfortunately, just as he finished, their printer choose today of all days to break down... Right after the computer had deleted his last one hundred pages. Being the loving wife that she was, Mia took it upon herself to buy a new printer while Dan retyped the ending to his book. It would make the perfect anniversary gift!

As she looked around the printers, however, the Asian-American woman was stunned at the prices of the devices. The cheapest being seven hundred dollars! She could afford it with the money she made, of course, but still...

Mia looked over the one in question, nodding as she signed the delivery forums and paid up front with the shipping fee, all being paid in cash. Normally, she would have just brought the device and bring it home, but she wanted to keep it a surprise.

She was just about to turn around when she realized that she needed ink to go with it. She grabbed a cartridge and pulled out her purse, only for her smile to fade as she saw that she had left her card at home.

Mia bit her lip as she placed her purse back in her bag. What now? What good was a printer without ink? Mia muttered angrily to herself for putting a budget on her gift to Dan, having already blown it all on the printer.

Then an idea formed into her head. She knew that it was wrong, but at the same time...

Mia looked around the store cautiously. She saw clerks ringing up TVs. She saw a couple goofing off by a karaoke machine. She saw a saleswoman walking away from an annoyed little girl dressed in a really impressive policewoman costume, the teenager's face redder than a tomato.

"This is a bad idea..." Mia muttered to herself as she pulled her purse back out of her bag, "But it's for Dan."

---

Sasha scowled as she saw the woman quickly stuff the ink cartridge into her purse before stuffing that into her bag, apparently not realizing that she just committed theft right in front of freaking mall security.

"Not in my mall, Lady." Sasha whispered to herself as she saw the woman walk towards the exit. She was tired of constantly being looked down on by the other security guards, so perhaps catching the first shoplifter in over five years would make her coworkers take her seriously.

As she followed her, there was something about the woman that Sasha couldn't place. Like she had seen her somewhere before, but just couldn't put her finger on it. She shook the thought from her mind as she saw woman was halfway at the front door.

"Excuse me, Ma'am?" Sasha asked.

Mia froze in place. She knew that it was a stupid idea, and she did it anyway! She spun around to explain herself and apologize, only to look down and see the mini mall cop standing in front of her. Mia smiled warmly at what she thought was a small child, saying, "Oh, hello. Can I help you?"

"Ma'am, I'm going to need you to come with me." Sasha replied, as authoritative as she could make herself look and sound despite her height.

"Oh, I see." Mia replied with a chuckle, "And what are the charges, Officer?"

"Don't play dumb, Ma'am." Sasha replied, shaking her head. "You were just caught shoplifting."

"How cute." Mia chuckled, "You're really getting into the role. I'm sure when you grow up, you'll be a big, tough, police officer, just like your mommy or daddy!"

Sasha's hand immediately met her forehead with a groan. Of course she'd run into another one. Removing her hand and placing it at her side, the mini mall cop narrowed her eyes at the taller woman. "I don't think you actually realize the seriousness of the position your in right now, Ma'am. I'm willing to let you off with a warning if you return the ink cartridge, but shoplifting is a crime. Come down to the security office with me, or I'll have to use ****. And don't think I can't take your ass down if need be."

The last part was only partially true. Sasha wasn't particularly strong, but this woman looked like she was about sixteen pounds heavier than her. That weight difference she could handle. Besides, it wasn't like this woman knew that.

Mia, still under the impression that she was talking to a child, looked stunned for a bit before narrowing her eyes sternly at the mini mall cop. "You are a very rude little girl! I hope your mother washes that mouth out with soap! Where is your mother anyway?"

"Right, that's it." Sasha said, trying not to lose her temper and have a repeat of the Halloween fiasco. The mini mall cop grabbed Mia's wrist with one hand and pulled a pair of handcuffs out from her belt with the other.

"This isn't funny nor cute anymore, little girl!" Mia shouted as Sasha cuffed her wrists behind her back. She looked around at the other shoppers and employees staring at the commotion as she struggled. "Why are you people letting all this happen? Find this kid's mom! Or at least call security!"

"I am security, Ma'am." Sasha replied as she lead Mia out of the store. "And for the record, I'm twenty-five."

"Come again?" Mia asked, her voice flat as she raised an eyebrow in disbelief.

Rolling her eyes, Sasha reached into her pocket with one hand and pulled out her identification card. Mia paled as she realized her mistake, gulping as she was lead out into the mall by the smaller woman.

"By the way," Sasha began as they passed several stores to get to the detainment room, "you look familiar. Have I seen you somewhere before...?"

Mia felt a cold sweat roll down her back. Being the Director of HR at her company, she wasn't exactly front and center in the media like the CEO was. This unfortunately meant that, if what this little woman was asking was true, there was only one other thing that she could possibly recognize Mia from. Something that she desperately wished that no one knew about...

"Oh, I, uh... I get that a lot, Officer." Mia stammered, chuckling nervously. "I guess I just have one of those faces."

Sasha said nothing, but still couldn't let it go. This was surprisingly bugging her to no end. Where had she seen this woman before?!

An old classmate from her childhood? No, this woman had to be almost a decade older than her.

An old babysitter? No, her mother was a stay at home mom, and her father only trusted her older siblings to babysit. So that wasn't it.

Classmate in college? She felt like that was the closest, but she didn't remember seeing Mia as a fellow student. And she was too young to have been one of the teachers...

As she continued to dwell on this, the two finally made it to the security office. Sasha lead Mia over to a chair and instructed her to sit down, taking out a zip tie and tying the cuffs to the arm of the chair as Mia let out a sigh, hopping that no one she knew or worked with found out about this little incident. It was bad enough that she had to call Dan and explain all this to him.

All this over a ink cartridge...

Sasha took the bag from Mia and turned around... Only to let out a groan as she saw one of her coworkers, a brunette woman in her late-twenties, asleep in front of an open laptop with headphones on. How was it that she tried to take this job seriously, and yet SHE was the one that no one took seriously?

Sasha placed the bag on the desk as she walked around it to wake her colleague up. However, her eyes went wide as she saw the website she had been browsing. She was about to scold her colleague for using the malls computer for her own "fun time fantasies" when something made her do a double take.

The video that her coworker was watching was from twelve years ago, showing a twenty-one-year-old woman of South Asian decent gently sway her hips as she sucked on her fingers, her pert bubble butt gently swaying back and forth. The woman then winked seductively and blew the camera a kiss before hooking her thumbs into the waistband of her underwear and sliding them off until she was completely naked. The woman turned around, revealing a pair of pert pair of B cup breasts and a shaved womanhood, mouthing out something that looked like "Like what you see, Baby?" The woman then giggled as she picked up something that was long, purple before smothering it in baby oil and -

Sasha immediately paused the video before it could continue, her jaw hanging wide open in shock. She recognized this video!

Back when she was sixteen, Sasha had been searching everywhere in her old home for her laptop. It wasn’t until she heard noises coming from her older brother’s room that she found the middle child using her laptop… while pleasuring himself to this very video!

Disgusted, Sasha took the laptop off his desk just as her brother was pulling his pants back up. She was about to lay into him when she heard a shocked gasp from behind her, turning around to see her livid mother glaring at her. Sasha had tried to explain that this was all a big misunderstanding, but her mother wouldn’t hear it. Sasha was grabbed by her ear and lead towards the living room where she had her pants and underwear yanked down and then given the mother of all -

Sasha shivered in terror at the memory as she fought back tears. She could still feel her butt cheeks being inflamed from the spanking. She still felt a mixture of anger, embarrassment, and disgust at that repressed memory. She was usually seen as the good child throughout her childhood, only ever being spanked once before then, and it was all ruined because her stupid brother had to watch a stupid archival video about -

A thought suddenly came to her mind as she put a few pieces together.

No. No, it couldn't be...

Sasha slowly looked up from the laptop to the detained woman in the chair. She then turned her attention back to the screen before looking back up at the woman. The screen, the woman. Screen, woman. Her eyes dilated to pinpricks.

This... This had to be just a big coincidence, right?

Eyeing the bag, Sasha grabbed it and unzipped it. This got Mia's attention as she eyed the shorter woman going through her belongings.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing?!" Mia shouted, causing Sasha to jump in surprise as she fumbled with the bag for a bit.

Sasha looked up at the detained woman again and cleared her throat before replying, "Just a routine check, Ma'am. Have to make sure you didn't steal anything else."

"And what else could I have stolen?" Mia asked sarcastically, "One of those stupid little toys from the gumball machines?"

The guard raised an eyebrow, asking, "Are you admitting to something, Ma'am?"

Mia let out a groan and shook her head, leaning back as she tried to think about how she was going to explain all this to Dan.

Sasha removed the ink cartridge from the bag before rummaging through it some more, not stopping until she found any form of ID. Unfortunately, she was unable to find a wallet of any kind. However, she did manage to locate a business card for an international company with the woman's name on it.

Opening up a new tab on the laptop, Sasha typed the name "Mia Morphy" into the search engine and waited. After a few seconds, the results popped up. Much to her shock, two different results showed up as the top results. The first was for the website of the company she worked for, explaining that she was the Director of Human Resources.

The second was a fan wiki dedicated to Cam shows and Cam girls.

Sasha was baffled as she clicked on the link to the company's website, seeing a picture of the exact same woman in detainment. She went back to the tab with the video and, much to her shock, she noticed that the woman in the video was indeed the woman in front of her from thirteen years ago.

"What the actual Hell?!"

Sasha's shocked outburst caused Mia to nearly jump in her seat in surprise as she turned to look at the mini mall cop. The coworker, who had been gently snoring this entire time, screamed in surprise as she fell backwards in her chair onto the floor.

"Ow..." The second security guard groaned as she got back up, "What the heck was that ab-" she immediately saw the computer screen and blushed scarlet, letting out a squeal before closing out of the web browser. "I-it's not what you think!" She flusteredly stammered, "I just... I was just looking up new ways to spice things up in the bedroom with my hubby and - "

"I don't care what you do in your spare time, Martha." Sasha muttered, "I'm not going to tell the higher ups about this, but just keep your private life at home. I swear, how am I the one no one takes seriously when you have been working here two years longer than I have and still act like this?"

"I think it's - "

"That was a rhetorical question. Please don't answer that."

"Um, excuse me?" Mia asked from the other room, getting the attention of the two security guards. "I don't know what's going on in there, but if I just say that I'm sorry for taking the ink cartridge, can I go home?"

"Who's that?" Martha asked, looking out the window of the security office at the woman tied to the chair.

"A shoplifter I ran into on break." Sasha explained, picking up the ink cartridge and giving it a shake. "Tried stealing this from the electronics store."

"Isn't bringing her in for stealing something that small kinda - " Martha stopped mid-sentence as she took another look at the detained woman. "Wait... Isn't that - "

Sasha immediately closed the door to the office and brought her larger, senior coworker away from the window, bringing a finger to her lips. "Yes." She whispered, "It took me by surprise, too. But that is indeed the woman you saw in that video. She's just twelve years older now."

"Oh..." Martha said with a chuckle, "I was going to say that that was the nice HR lady I spoke with when my son - " her eyes widened when she finally put two and two together, "SHE'S WAS A CA-"

Martha stifled a yelp as Sasha stomped on her foot, obviously being too short to each her coworker's mouth.

---

Mia was confused when Sasha closed the door, but when she heard and saw the other security guard scream before slapping her hands over her mouth to muffle a cry of pain, her confusion turned into unease.

---

"Will you please be quiet?!" Sasha hissed underneath her breath.

"Sorry." Martha whispered in response, "And did you really have to stomp that hard?"

Sasha went to open her mouth when a buzz came from their radios. "Northside security, this is Westside security. We got a report of a missing child over on your side of the mall, requesting one of you to handle the situation. Over."

Sasha nodded. After the Halloween incident, she made it known that she wasn't going to handle anymore lost child situations. Martha, on the other hand, took the radio from her belt and spoke into it, saying, "This is Martha. I'm on my way to patrol the area. Over."

"Copy, Martha. Over and out."

Martha placed her radio back in her holster before turning to Sasha and clearing her throat. "So, I'm just - "

"Just go. I can handle a shoplifter." Sasha stated flatly, opening the door and gesturing her coworker out.

Martha merely nodded and walked past the woman in the chair, leaving the other office and shutting the door behind her. Once she was gone, Sasha stepped out of the inner office and walked up to the detained woman with her arms folded with a scowl.

"I hope you realize that shoplifting is an actual crime, Ma'am." She stated slowly, "And it's not a victimless one either."

"Clearly." Mia muttered sarcastically under her breath as she rolled her eyes. Out loud, she said, "Officer, please be reasonable here. It wasn't as if I stole $400 worth of stuff, so you can just let me go and we can pretend none of this ever happened."

Sasha had to admit, this woman had a point. Shoplifting was still a serious crime, but it only reached felony charges if value of the stole merchandise was four hundred dollars or more.

And a part of her did actually want to see this woman punished for framing her back then. Well, okay, she didn’t frame Sasha personally, but she was the reason that she developed her fear of spankings. Suddenly, an idea popped into her head, smirking on the inside while keeping a straight face on the outside. It was risky, but she could show her coworkers she meant business, and punish this Mia woman for both her shoplifting and setting her fears into motion.

“Well, Ma’am,” Sasha began, “how do I know that you didn’t steal four hundred dollars worth of merchandise?”

“It was one pack of four, twenty dollar ink cartridges.” Mia stated flatly.

“Perhaps…” Sasha began again, “But I’ve been through that store enough times to know that this particular brand of ink cartridge is twenty-five dollars a pop. Plus, it has been on sale for the past six weeks. Buy one, get three free. Now, I never did well with mathematics in school, but I’m sure that someone with your career skills could figure it out.”

Truthfully, Mia could figure out the numbers. She lost count about how many times an employee came to her office to recheck the amount that they were getting in their paycheck. She could also figure out the mini mall cop’s little math problem that made her, in a way, guilty of stealing four hundred dollars worth of merchandise. However, she also noticed one small problem in Sasha’s accusation…

“Even if that was the case, Officer,” Mia said, smiling smugly, “I only stole one. Therefore, I would’ve only stolen one hundred dollars worth of merchandise. A misdemeanor, not a felony.”

“Sure, you say that you only took one,” Sasha challenged with a smug smirk of her own, “but how do I know that you didn’t take more than the one I saw you take?”

“You already checked my bag!” Mia groaned in annoyance, “You know that there’s only one in there!”

“In your bag, yes. But…”

Mia was about to open her mouth to retaliate when her eyes went wide in horror, finally putting the pieces together as her face turning purple and she let out a high-pitched squeak. This woman wasn’t actually implying what she thought she was implying, was she?!

“If you’re so sure about your stance, then you wouldn’t mind agreeing to a little strip search, now would you?”

Mia merely stared at the smaller woman aghast, her mouth agape. She closed her mouth and shook her head in shock. “Are you out of your mind?!”

“If you’re as innocent as you say you are, then we shouldn’t find any incriminating evidence on you.” Sasha stated with a shrug, “Unless, of course, you’re actually trying to hide something…”

Mia opened her mouth, but closed it again. On the one hand, she knew that she was innocent, and rubbing in this smug witch’s face would be rather satisfying. Plus, the sooner she got this over with, the sooner she could get home and snuggle up with Dan before suing this pint-sized brat for everything she was worth. On the other hand, the mere fact of stripping in front of a stranger brought back rather… unpleasant memories of her cam show days. Not to mention her tiger stripes and landing strip.

“Let’s make this easy for you.” Sasha said as she pulled a coin out of her pocket, “We’ll flip a coin. If you win, you go free and we pretend this never happened. If I win, you go along with the search willingly.”

“Fine.” Mia responded, uneasily as she held her ground. “But when you don’t find anything, you let me leave.”

“Deal.” Sasha agreed with a smirk. She placed the coin on her thumb and flipped it in the air, “Heads.”

“Tails!”

---

Mia muttered angrily to herself as she was lead into a backroom, not believing her dumb luck at losing a simple coin toss. As Sasha undid the cuffs on her wrists, the shorter blonde couldn’t help but stifle a chuckle, thanking her lucky stars that she had confiscated that two-headed coin earlier today.

“Okay, up against the wall.” Sasha ordered once the cuffs were off of the humiliated HR Director. As Mia walked over to the wall in question, rubbing her wrists as she continued to mutter angrily at the mini mall cop, Sasha smirked knowingly at the hidden camera nearby that was facing said wall.

Mia looked around for any form of exit to try and make a break for it, letting out a sigh when she didn’t find one. “Let’s just get this over with…” she muttered as she bent down and removed her tennis shoes.

Sasha picked up the shoes and examined them closely, giving the appearance of looking for the stolen merchandise that she knew wasn’t in there. She repeated this action with Mia’s socks once they were off the taller woman’s feet, placing them in the shoes as she placed them on a nearby table.

Mia went to grab at the hem of her t-shirt, only to pause. If she removed the shirt, she would be showing off her bubble butt in her tight sweatpants. A blush came to her face.

“Need some help, Ma’am?” Sasha asked smugly, arms crossed over her chest.

Mia scowled at the smaller woman, letting out a low growl. She wasn’t going to let this shrimp anywhere near her! Muttering angrily to herself, Mia lifted her t-shirt over her head, revealing a lacey pink bra as she tossed it to Sasha, the small security guard looking it over before sitting it down onto the pile. Mia gulped as she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her sweatpants, her face blazing.

“Okay, Mia.” She thought to herself as she trembled slightly, “Just be quick and keep your back to the wall. That way, she can’t see your butt or tiger stripes.”

Taking a deep breath, Mia closed her eyes as she pushed her pants down her legs, stepping out of them as they reached her ankles as she revealed her matching lacey pink underwear. As she stood in her underwear, she hooked her pants with her toes and kicked them over to Sasha to examine the pockets.

“There!” Mia spat as she covered herself with her hands, “You’ve examined my clothes, even those without pockets, and found no other ink cartridges. Can I please get dressed again and go home?”

“Now hold on, Ma’am.” Sasha said, giving an evil smirk. “I don’t think we’re quite finished here…”

Mia paled, horror welling up in her eyes as she felt her stomach drop. “Please tell me you’re joking.” She begged.

“Afraid not.”

“Look at my underwear!” Mia shouted, momentarily removing her arms to show off her lacey gift for Dan tonight before slapping her hands back over herself. “Where am I going to hide four other packages of ink cartridges?!”

“That’s what were trying to find out.” Sasha stated, “Of course, if you’d rather I get the actual police involved with this…”

All the color drained from Mia’s face. If the police got involved, she might as well kiss her job goodbye. At best, she’d be put back in the mailroom. “T-that’s not really necessary, is it? Getting the police involved?”

“Not if you’re compliant, it isn’t.”

Mia whimpered as she hung her head. She was trapped. With her face blazing, Mia reached behind her back and shakily undid the clasps of her bra. Quickly slipping it off, the humiliated woman tossed the garment over to Sasha as she examined it. Mia couldn’t help but roll her eyes, knowing there was literally nothing to examine.

“Huh.” Sasha commented, “Have to admit, you’re a lot smaller than I thought you would be.”

“Yeah? Well at least if I decided to run around outside dressed like this, I wouldn’t be mistaken for a tot playing dress up with mommy’s undies.”

“Care to repeat that, Ma’am?” Sasha asked with a scowl, glaring the taller woman down.

“Oh, crud! Was that out loud?” Mia thought to herself as sweat beaded down her neck. The last thing she wanted was to make this situation even worse for her. Chuckling sheepishly, she said, “Oh, I didn’t say anything, Officer. Nothing at all.”

“That’s what I thought.”

Mia looked down at her last article of clothing, her face blazing as she hooked her thumbs into the waistband. Was she really doing this? With another whimper, Mia closed her eyes as she slowly pushed them down and off her legs, kicking the garment towards the mini mall cop.

Sasha let out a wolf whistle as she examined the underwear. “Hot date tonight with your boyfriend?”

“It’s none of your business, but if you must know, it was something special I was planning for my husband.” Mia explained through gritted teeth, her face so red it looked like it would explode. “Can I have my clothes back and go home now, please?”

“Not yet.” Sasha stated, putting the underwear down on the growing pile. “I still have to check one more area and file up a report before I can let you go.”

Mia was just about to ask what Sasha meant, but immediately stopped when she saw the mini mall cop don a pair of rubber gloves. All the color drained from her face as she brought both hands to her womanhood. “Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no!” she stated, “I can assure of you, I wouldn’t have been able to stick anything like that up my – “

“I’m well aware of that, Ma’am.” Sasha interrupted, “However, you butt does look big enough to hide a few between your cheeks.”

Mia let out a low growl. Was this shrimp implying that her butt was fat?! Yeah, it was a bubble butt, she wouldn’t deny that. But fat?!

“Turn around, please.” Sasha ordered, snapping Mia out of her inner tirade. Mia opened her mouth to retaliate, but Sasha merely stated, “If you don’t, I’ll be **** to call the police.”

Mia sighed in defeat. She didn’t want to do it, but what could she do? Biting her lip, Mia felt her cheeks burning as she turned on her heel, exposing her butt to Sasha. She could hear the mini mall cop stifle a chuckle, no doubt laughing at her tiger stripes. She closed her eyes in both shame and humiliation as she felt Sasha spread her cheeks for a few seconds, letting out a small hum as she let them go again.

“Well, Ma’am, I guess I owe you an apology.” Sasha said half-heartedly as she stepped away, removing the rubber gloves.

“Oh, I bet you wish that’s all you owed me!” Mia thought angrily to herself as she looked over her shoulder to glare at the mini mall cop.

“Now I’m going to go file this incident report. Then you can get dressed and leave.” Sasha stated as Mia turned back to face the wall. “In the meantime, you stay here and don’t go anywhere.”

“Where would I even go?” Mia muttered sarcastically to herself as she heard Sasha walk out of the room.

And so Mia stood there and waited. A good five minutes passed as she stood facing the wall, her naked body shivering from the cold room. She could feel her pert breasts become pointed as goosebumps crawled down her flesh. After the ten minute mark, Mia had had enough of this and immediately turned back around…

Only to discover that her clothes were gone! Only her socks and tennis shoes remained on the table.

“Oh,” Mia laughed, anger in her voice, “that pint-sized, little b-“

Suddenly, an ear splitting siren interrupted her expletive. This was accompanied by a series of flashing lights as Mia quickly realized what this was. It was a fire alarm!

“A fire?! I got to get out of here!” Mia shouted as she looked around the room again, only seeing one exit in the form of where she came in. She looked down at her shoes and socks on the table, letting out a whimper as realized she didn’t have a choice…

---

Other patrons of the mall heard the fire alarm go off as they made their way towards the exit in an attempt to evacuate the building. Of course, this didn’t stop many of them from whistling, cheering, whooping, laughing, and jeering at the naked woman running through the mall dressed in only a pair of socks and shoes.

Mia was lucky that Sasha had left behind her bag and purse, which she now clung tightly to her breasts and womanhood, respectively. Unfortunately, she was unable to save the dignity of her jiggling, nude backside.

“Whoa! Full moon!”

“Shake it, Baby!”

“Roar! Looks like the tigress came out to play!”

“Who the heck chooses to streak during a freaking fire evacuation?!”

“Exhibitionist freak!”

“Wait a minute. Have I seen that butt somewhere before…?”

That last comment got Mia’s attention as she sped up. “No!” she screamed, “No you most certainly have not seen my butt, nor any part of me, before!”

As Mia kept running past the crowd, she ran right out the automatic doors until she slammed right into a figure, causing her to land on her naked butt with a thud as her bag and purse went flying.

“Mrs. Morphy?”

Mia paled as she recognized the voice. Slowly lifting up her head, she let out a silent squeak as she slapped her hands over her breasts and crossed her legs. Standing in front of her was her CEO and his wife, both looking dumbfounded at the nude woman.

And then she saw the flashing red and blue lights…

---

Sasha stood next to her car, a sly grin on her face. This turned out a lot better than she would have hoped. Originally, she had just planned to edit and upload the hidden footage of Mia’s strip show online. She hid the HR Director’s clothes in her desk drawer, but just as she went to file the report, she saw through one of the security monitors that a group of punk teenagers were messing around in the adult video store nearby. However, just as she walked out of the security office, one of the teens pulled the fire alarm. In the ensuing chaos, she had lost track of the teens and was just about to return to her office when Mia streaked out of it.

Sasha merely chuckled as she watched the police escort the troublesome teens into one car and a humiliated Mia into the other.