She finds clothes, but it doesn't help her

Emily first stuck her head out past the curtain, but the area by the fitting rooms was still empty. Then she steeled herself and stepped out into the store. She, of course, covered as much of her body as she could, but she could feel the employee's eyes rest on her bare ass as he followed behind her. For a moment she considered if she should go back to the dress she found earlier. The other customers were still far away, although the second employee was now back at the register and would likely notice her if she went further into the store. Plus, going back to the dresses she found earlier was a sure way to get spotted by passersby through the window. So instead she decided to look around near the fitting rooms.

She quickly found some pants and shirts that were about her size. To be sure, she grabbed 3 sizes of each and clutched them to her body to cover up at least the front before turning back to the employee following her. "Let's go back."

After the short trip back to the safety of the curtain, she held out the clothes to him. "You need to scan them first?

He reached out with one hand to grab the tags and scanned them with the other. "Yes, thank you." His hand coming that close to her naked body made her feel even more nervous, and she found it hard to stand still while he did it. "I do have to remind you that per the store policy you need to be wearing underwear to try on clothes."

"What?! You couldn't have mentioned that earlier?"

"I'm sorry." The employee did not in fact seem sorry. "It's standard operations, not part of our Nude Flu policy, so I didn't think I needed to explain it."

Emily again was faced with a choice without any good options. She either had to buy the clothes without trying them on or she would have to go out again to find some underwear first. The Nude Flu was already draining her clothes budget, however, and even with her best guess there was no guarantee the clothes would fit, let alone fit well.