She has no chance

Dana was a nervous wreck. She had started the night full of confidence, her sleek and sexy dress reflecting her state of mind. In the span of a few hours, her life had turned upside down. Her knees started to shake as her mind began to catch up to what had happened to her.

Instead of going in the kitchen, she instead slumped against the wall near its door. She sat down, hugging her knees, placing her head between them as she began quietly sobbing. The events of the night began replaying in her head.

Why did it have to be her who was stripped - not just of her clothes, but also her dignity? Who had played this cruel prank on her? She couldn't believe how nobody had helped her - none of her friends, or the staff, or a single customer in the restaurant had offered her anything to wear.

She tried to blame other people for her state, but the truth was a little more complicated, though. While it was true that somehow, her clothes had disappeared from her body, the whole ordeal had not happened in an instant. Her lingerie had gone missing before her dress had been touched at all - she should have known something fishy was up. Instead, she had let herself get felt up by invisible hands, her mind too clouded in arousal to think of the natural conclusion of those events.

Even while her dress was slowly fading way, she had had plenty of time to search for something else to wear. She could have tried to borrow someone's coat, or could have hid in the restrooms earlier. But she hadn't done that - instead, she had let her entire body be exposed in the middle of the establishment, trying to hide when it was already too late.

When Candace had knocked on her stall, she had been genuinely concerned for her. And although Candace had misunderstood the reason she was naked, it's not like Dana had bothered to correct her. She hadn't even asked Candace to get her something to wear, and instead had let herself be walked back to the table, her body on full display. She remembered just how wet she had been when she felt her friends - and indeed, everyone in the restaurant - ogle her body, their eyes roaming over her every curve.

She had even let Candace lick chocolate off her breast. Even now, she could try to fashion some kind of covering by using her stockings as a makeshift bra or panties. Instead, she clearly preferred the way they brought attention to her thighs from the front, and her ass from behind.

Did she want to be humiliated? Her mind was going into a tailspin, trying to figure out why she had let things get so out of hand. To top it off, she now owed god knows how much money to the owner of the restaurant.

Her train of thought was interrupted as she heard the manager walking up to her. "Hey, you all right?", she heard him say. "Look, I'm sorry about my outburst earlier. I know it's stressful, and mistakes can happen." Dana tried to dry her eyes on her arms before she looked up, and saw him standing over her, holding a paper towel. She took it gratefully, drying her eyes - noticing a moment too late that she was providing him an unrestricted view of her pussy. Dana closed her legs, her face turning red.

"It's okay.", she said, sniffing as she dried the last of her tears. "Look, there's no way I can make the money back in the hour that I have left. Can you please call Mr. Williams and tell him?" Dana had no hope - she just wanted to be put out of her misery.

The manager's face was sympathetic. "Okay.", he said. "Stay here - I'll be back." She saw him walk to the manager's desk and use the phone. She didn't hear what he was saying, but she saw his face becoming grim by the second. After what seemed like an eternity, he put down the phone and walked back to her.

"Look, I want to help you, but the amount you owe Mr. Williams is frankly, very high. He would prefer to meet you in person to negotiate the terms of repayment.", he said, his face grim.

"Okay," replied Dana. "Please, can you call a taxi for me? If you give me the address of his office, I'll visit him first thing tomorrow. He doesn't need to worry - I will find a way to pay him back."

Looking at the manager's grim face, she knew something was wrong. He began to reply.