She doesn't just let go, she rides the wave...

The stretches this woman was pulling off, those angles...it was really working Ashley up, her breathing was heavy, she'd worked up a sweat...and she had to sit on her hands to prevent them from going between her legs...though that lasted all of ten seconds.

After that her hand shot straight to her moist lips...working at her, giving her that relief she cried for right about now...she was lucky the assessor had her back to the depraved girl...though her panting was getting louder and there was only so long she could go on for without being noticed.

And just as predicted...the second the assessor turned around she looked at Ashley with a mix of confusion and...almost interest...

"O-oh I...shit I...I didn't...fuck I just, long day...need to..." Ashley desperately tried coming up with insults...and the assessor just sat there, equally naked and amazed that someone that shameless had walked in here...

"Are you...masterbating in my office?" She asked, Ashley could only nod "...I should call security..."

"Pl-please don't!" Ashley whined, not seeming to stop "I-I'll repay the favour if you just...don't..."

"......on the floor then..."

Ashley blushed...but did as instructed, sliding off of the chair and down onto her knees, the assessor looked the depraved girl over, before crawling over to close the distance, roughly pulling Ashley in for a kiss...then leading her behind the desk...

One Intense Love Making Session Later

"So...I'm Annabelle..." The assessor panted, laying beside Ashley.

"Ashley, I'm Ashley"

"So, you want to be a nudist?"

"Well no...but it's this dumb dare a friend gave me..."

"So your friend dared you to sign up to be a nudist?"

"Yeah..."

"But then you started fucking yourself?"

"Yeah but you fucked me right after..."

"Heh...yeah, so...how long do you want?"

"About three months, why?"

Annabelle got to her feet, opening up one of her desk drawers and pulling out something that almost looked like a clunky sci-fi gun, before helping Ashley up.

"Hold out your arms"

Ashley did as she was instructed and Annabelle grabbed hold of her left arm, before putting the gun to her inner forearm and pulling the trigger, causing Ashley to wince in pain, pulling her arm away.

As she inspected it she noticed she'd been stamped with some sort of info panal, including her name as well as a barcode and qr code.

"What the fuck?"

"It's just so it's easy for people to know you're a nudist, they'll wear off after three months, they're designed to...but they won't fade, it's more like they'll suddenly just stop being, y'know?"

"...sure...I know...you need the other arm?"

"Yeah, please" Annabelle then repeated the process with her other arm "Now, this might hurt a tiny bit..." She warned, putting the gun just above Ashley's right breats, pulling the trigger and leaving another icon on her chest.

"Ow!"

"It's just so everyone knows you're legal..."

"Well, fuck...I guess everyone can scan me now right?"

"Yep, so it's easier for people to know, what's the issue?"

"What even is that gun supposed to be anyhow?"

"Oh this? It's kinda nifty, it's like an instant tattoo gun, except for these special icons, I can select opacity as well as how long they last, it means I don't need like, five of these things to do one job...wait...oh fuck..." Annabelle's grin drooped as she checked the interface on the gun.

"What do you mean 'oh fuck'? Annabelle?"