She leads the yoga class naked

Mackenzie gulped. She was living out one of her worst nightmares! Naked in front of a room full of people. And if she continued with what she was about to do, then she was going to wind up showing them every inch of her body in excruciating detail. But having already done most of that already, and potentially with her job on the line, Mackenzie felt she didn't have much of a choice. The naked beauty slowly lowered her arms, resting them at her sides.

"W-well then..." she said, voice quivering, "let's pick up where... we left off."

And so, for the next 28 minutes, Mackenzie practiced yoga naked. She modeled various poses for the class, one after the other. And each one seemed to shine a spotlight on some private part of another of Mackenzie's body. Some poses had her spread her legs wide, leaving every detail of her pussy on display for viewing. Others had her stick her chest out, framing her bountiful breasts for the group. And others, so many others, had her sticking her ass in the air, complete with a glimpse of her womanhood, for all to enjoy.

While at first Mackenzie felt completely mortified, as the class continued those feelings began to slowly fade. Perhaps it was the flow of the exercise, but Mackenzie's mind slipped into the more peaceful, almost meditative state, that it typically entered when she did yoga. She really did enjoy yoga, after all, largely because it helped her relax. So perhaps that was why, as the time passed, she felt herself worrying less and less about her nudity. In a way it felt... strangely freeing. And the half hour that Mackenzie had expected to feel like hours, instead passed in what felt like minutes.

"Oh, look at that!" she said, noticing it was 8:50 exactly. She stood up from her cool down pose, not bothering to cover herself. What would have been the point by then? "I hope you all enjoyed the class. Again, my name's Mackenzie and I hope to see some of you next week!"

After her nearly automated farewell finished, Mackenzie's mind began coming back to reality. Feeling at peace with one's nudity was all well and good, but she had other classes to teach. And she was still stuck at work without any clothes to wear!

"Um, before you all go," Mackenzie said, speaking up again, "I trust everyone enjoyed my... unconventional wardrobe for the class, but I have other classes to teach here today. So, um, I'd really like to get my clothes back? ...Please?"

The entire class went still and no one said anything.

"I promise," Mackenzie said after the agonizing silence, "you won't get in trouble or anything. I just... really need my clothes back, okay?"

Several people glanced around, looking at each other. But still, no one spoke up.

"Tell you what," Mackenzie said, turning around and covering her eyes with her hands, "I won't even look. You can return them completely anonymously, just set them on my mat. No questions asked, I swear. And the last person out can close the door to let me know everyone's left. Just... please give them back, okay?"

After a moment of silence, Mackenzie heard the shuffling sounds of people packing up to leave again. She was practically holding her breath as she heard pair after pair of footsteps heading for the door. Surely they'd at least give her something back, right? She'd given the class exactly what they wanted, after all. She'd done everything completely nude for them!

Just when she was losing hope, Mackenzie heard someone step closer to her, followed by the sound of something sliding across her mat. She heaved a big sigh of relief. At least one of them had the decency to return something to her. She refrained from turning around a little bit longer, and half a minute later she heard the sound of the door closing.

Mackenzie opened her eyes, eager to see what had been left for her. Ideally they would have given everything back, but she would have gladly settled for just her tank top and panties at that point. The nude woman turned around and looked down at her mat. Except... her mat was gone. There was nothing there.

"No..." Mackenzie said in disbelief. "No they couldn't have..."

The redhead whirled to grab her bag, only to be greeted by more empty space where it should have been.

"Oh... no, no, NO!" she cried. Taking her mat was bad enough, but her bag?! Sure it had her socks and shoes in it, but it also had her phone, and (perhaps most vital at that moment) her car keys!

Mackenzie looked frantically around the room, desperately hoping to find something, anything she could cover herself with. But it was just a small workout studio, with no equipment kept in it. The room was completely bare, just like her.