She knows!!!

The class was just wrapping up, ending with a minute of downward dog to really stretch out the spine and limber up the hamstrings.
When it happened, a shrill call pierced the air.
"ABIGAIL JULE MATHEWS, What on gods green earth do you think you're doing?!"
Abbey spotted her before she had even gotten up... What the fuck was her mother doing here?
A stout and currently very angry irish woman in jeans and a slightly flowy black short sleeve top came shoving her way through the crowd.

"This is your idea of skipping out on your chores to support a friend? Running around naked in front of god and everybody? This is -not- how your father and I raised you! Where are your clothes?"

"Mom, I... they're in Marks camera bag with my keys, he's... ...uh..." Abbey looked around in growing panic unable to find Mark, quickly becoming the naked center of attention to more than a hundred faces.

Mrs. Mathews eyes flashed with anger "You know what, save it..." she then grabbed Abbey by the arm and started dragging her towards a nearby park bench. "I should have done this a long time ago"
"Oh my God, Mother what are you doing get off me!" came the reply as the mortified teen realized her mothers intentions.
All of the fight left her when the first hard swat came down on her exposed left asscheek.
"Aww now you're embarrassed, should have figured that one out before you showed your hooha to half the city, move your hands!"
Abbey was nearly in tears of both pain and shame by the time her mother allowed her to get off her lap.
"We'll talk about this when I get home. You had better beat me back young lady!"
Jenna came over to her friend and put an arm around her trying to shield her from the majority of camera lens.

"And YOU!" came the rebounded angry voice of Mrs. Mathews finger pointed directly in Jenna's face "Shame on you Jenna Maxwell! I used to think so highly of you dear, Set a better example or stay away from my daughter." She emphasized the last point with a hard swat to Jenna's left buttcheek, causing Jenna for the first time since leaving her house more than 2 and a half hours ago to focus on her own body as she bent around and tried to pull her ass towards her to see if there was a mark at the same time. A half second into this twisting maneuver her brain finally caught up to her situation fully.
Jenna's eyes became the size of saucers as she began to hunch over and try to cover her instant onset shame her mind still fuzzy and lagging waking up from some sort of partial sleepwalking thing to 100% alert in a snap.

The crowd was mixed in their reaction but the mirth and laughter from the teenage delegation was beginning to win out as the parents nodded along to Mrs. Mathews points. Groups of people were rarely as emphatic as the individuals in the crowd themselves.
Mrs. Mathews had one final comment before turning on her heels and stalking out of the clearing.
It reverberated through both girls heads for the next several minutes of frantic searching.
"Find Mark, get home now!"
It was nearly fifteen minutes before they found him. They were just about to give up searching the woods and futilely attempting to dodge cameras; head back to the car see if he was waiting there. When to asshole came stumbling out of a deep patch of woods with a huge smile on his face. Had they come a moment earlier they would have caught one of the cheerleaders from earlier a few paces behind discretely wiping her mouth, and walking the other direction. a copy of Mark's camera memory (and Abbey's cell pictures for good measure) now on her netbook inside her bag.

Matt was Completely unaware of the tonal shift but quickly caught up to speed when he saw the distraught look on his friends face.
He quickly realized the fun was over for now and whipped off his shirt handing it to Abbey who gladly accepted the cover. It came down a half-inch below her pussy and was far from decent coverage, but it was everything to the now much calmer senior. They both looked awkwardly at Jenna, the only other article of clothing Matt was wearing was his swim trunks as his plans for the day had been to wash a car.
Jenna tried to squeeze herself into Abbey's sports bra but nothing doing for the bustier coed. She settled for carrying the camera bag in front of her crotch with one arm over her boobs and the other holding the center of her ass.

It was decided that Mark would grab the car and bring it around to the road.
After a harrowing but very brief walk past the only partially-dispersed crowd the group was now safely in Abbeys car headed back to Abbey's apartment complex.

It was an uneventful and quite ride back and soon they arrived. The lot was empty for now but Jenna didn't like being told to wait in the car, she liked the idea of walking into the apartment naked far less though and agreed to stay behind. She ducked down as low as possible and waited...and waited...and waited some more. Inside Abbey was being yelled at sent to her room and finally after 10 minutes of furious beratement was able to get a word in edgewise about Jenna wait downstairs.

Jenna was curled up hiding in the passenger seat when she heard the driver side door open and someone get in. She looked up surprised to see Mrs. Mathews and not Abbey in the seat.

"Abbey tells me you want to borrow some of her clothes and need a ride home" came the icey calm voice of the Mathews family matriarch "Just tell me why Jenna, I can't get a straight answer out of Abigail, tell me why you and her were naked in that park today. and I'll give you some clothes to wear and a ride home"

"Mrs. Mathews, I'm so sorry I..." Began Jenna

"I didn't ask for an apology dear, what you want to do with your body is your business you're a grown woman. But Abbey is still in highschool she's just barely turned 18 last month! Tell me why you convinced my daughter to join you."

"Mrs. Mathews I didn't... I didn't realize I was..."

"You didn't realize you ran up to my house starkers this morning?" At the look of surprise on Jenna's face she continued "I saw the kids looking over the video before they left."
Jenna for her part was not so much surprised Mrs. Mathews had seen the footage of her that morning but was more for the first time fully processing just how many people had seen her today.
She was frozen in horror for a few seconds the gravity of it all hitting her. As she replayed this mornings events with her new understanding of the world.

"If that's the best you can come up with enjoy your walk dear, If you did it once you can do it again. I'm setting off the car alarm and calling the police in 2 minutes if you're not gone."

Jenna took more than a minute to gather her courage before making the mad dash out of the car towards the concrete archway and her own neighborhood beyond. The exposures of the day relaying in her head even as they continued. The dozens of honks under her causing her blush to refresh itself even as she passed the railing she had stretched out on earlier. With a cold shiver. She had no place to hide and call for help, no real way to be dignified in her approach the only thing for the naked 22 year old was to charge ahead as quickly as possible and get back home. She took as many shortcuts as possible and was glad that the mental fantasies of her entire neighborhood throwing a block party were largely in her head.
Still she passed more than a dozen people, far from feeling embarrassed that feeling was already maxed out, even as every one of her skins nerve endings screamed their exposure and reality felt more real than usual she also felt detached like she was watching events play-out guiding the figure as if in a super realistic videogame instead of it being her own body.

Her own block was thankfully barren of activity as she blasted upstairs and immediately collapsed on her bed spent from the days activities and it was only 11am.
She rolled over onto her back and put her head in her hands. Once again replaying the events in her head. Before she knew what she was doing she had her thin purple vibrator in her hand and the memory of flirting with an Adonis at yoga while completely naked running through her head.

A half hour later a still very naked Jenna fell asleep without so much as putting on a blanket or taking off her shoes.
So exhausted and focused on processing her storm-cloud of emotions and on her relief she didn't even consider the open curtains and bay window on her second floor bedroom.

She woke up a few hours later to the sound of her mother coming home and quickly got dressed to meet her downstairs. As she was flailing about getting dressed she knocked a bottle of pills off her bedside table. Bending over to pick them up she turned to the side effects panel on the sleep aids... Sleepwalking was listed. The pills made a satisfying "clunk" as they were tossed into the trash.

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Epilogue
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After the Newstory broke that evening falsely identifying the girls as activist and counter-protesters the girls figured that was probably a more honorable story than the truth and decided to roll with it. Mrs. Mathews became very proud of her daughters antics after some time to process "forgiving" Abbey for what she did. Even going so far as to brag about it to her friends...Abbey got her big mouth naturally after all.

The News story also acted as a lightning rod for all the assorted content within a few weeks some of Jenna and Abbey's more dedicated fans had collected an impressive catalog of photos and video of the two and posted them in a large collection, that was quickly dispersed and re-shared.
The sophomore across the street had the opening and closing clips of Jenna stretching in the morning sun on her front lawn as well as masturbating and passing out when all was said and done.
Jenna's walk was documented if spotty until she reached the bridge before Abbey's house. Dozens of pictures of her stretching as different cars and a Semi-truck only slightly lower than her took advantage of the stop and go traffic. There was of course the original viral clip of her inviting Abbey to yoga, as well as several of her dancing to herself on the bus.
By the time the collection got to the class itself and Abbey's stripping, malfunction and eventual mutual nudity.

There were several alternating angles of each event. Hand held versions of the newsclip circulated like wildfire. As well as the clip of Abbey's shorts ripping from 4 different angles and when she slipped both articled of clothing off. The run around the park was filmed from so many angles there was a small community formed around perfecting the best edit and syncing up the different clips into a single 15 minute experience. Most agreed the proper place to end with was the conclusion of the spanking scene. Which unfortunately tied both girls rear names to the media.

After 6 months the two girls lives were more or less back to normal, fresh new social media accounts and permanent blushes aside. Abbey was mercilessly teased in school the first few days, but she quickly learned to be numb to the same old jokes and oneliners. Her new status as an LGBT+ advocate and (to some) naked dream girl meant she had more than a few allies in her Californian highschool. In time she learned to to accept the publicly accessible nature of her naked image... mostly. The images on her phone were largely irrelevant and disappointing compared the the barrage of content available. But Abbey was able to get the two main abusers expelled when they were caught passing out a picture of Abbey from a week -before- her 18th birthday.

Every few weeks a new clip or set of photos was found and added to the mass of content, an increasingly smaller echo of the exposure the two received the first month would then follow.

By the end of the first year their most popular material had more than a million views each and the two girls had bonded over the shared experience. Eventually finding the excitement buried in the mortifying embarrassment that Jenna had on her bed that day.
It had become a regular thing for the two to meet over at Jenna's house when her parents weren't at home and tan in her backyard naked. The two finding a certain freedom in already being completely exposed to anyone who might want to catch a peek. Neither girl remembered exactly when those sessions had turned into taking turns masturbating while the other watched but both found a certain excitement in the tame activity never touching each other, merely admitting to themselves they now received great joy from being watched...

Fin