Sophie's Place

After another few minutes of following the road (always attempting to stay in the shadows or crouch behind bushes whenever cars drove by), Emily made it to Sophie's street. She considered herself immensely lucky for not having come across any other pedestrians so far. And, given how her day had gone so far, Emily certainly didn't want to count on her luck holding up for the additional mile back to her place. So, the blonde girl opted to take the first opportunity for shelter she had.

Emily stepped onto the porch and rang the doorbell. As she waited, Emily glanced down at her mud-caked body again, grimacing at how incredibly dirty every inch of her body was. A few moments later, a short redhead was peering through the window next to the door.

"What the..." Emily heard her friend say through the window.

"Sophie! It's me!" she called through the door. "It's Emily!"

"Emily?!" Sophie asked incredulously as she opened the door. "What in the hell happened to you?!"

"I had... a bit of trouble at work. It's a long story. Do you think I could use your shower and maybe borrow something clean to wear?"

Sophie looked her friend over for a long few moments before finally saying, "Ugh, fine. But you're not coming into my house like that! You'll track mud everywhere. Take off your clothes and I'll grab the hose."

"T-take off my clothes?" Emily stuttered as Sophie strode past her and stepped onto the porch. "But-"

"Do you want my help or not?" she demanded, walking into the front yard and uncoiling a hose attached to the house.

Emily sighed and relented. After everything she'd been through, she didn't really want to take off her few remaining pieces of clothing. But this really was her best option, and her friend did have a point given how utterly covered in mud she was. At least this way she'd soon be safe inside her friend's house, nice and warm with something clean to wear.

Emily kicked off her shoes, pulled off her stiffened tiny shirt, and stepped out of her similarly rigid panties. While her newly uncovered skin wasn't clean by any stretch of the imagination, it was less dirty than the rest of her body. The skin around her breasts, pussy, and feet seemed pure white in contrast with the blackened mud covering the rest of her. Emily covered herself with her dark arms as best she could, quite aware that anyone who happened to walk or drive by would be able to see her easily.

"Okay I'm r-AKPLGH" she was interrupted as a jet of cold water hit her square in the face. Sophie was already beginning to douse her with the hose.

A few minutes later, Emily stood in her friend's yard, shivering, drenched, and completely naked. While she wasn't exactly clean, Emily no longer had any black clumps of mud clinging to her body at least. But she no longer had anything to cover her fair skin from the surrounding world, either.

"C-c-can I g-go inside n-n-now?" Emily pleaded through chattering teeth. The blonde beauty could feel her rock hard nipples pointing into the arm cradling her breasts.

"Sure," Sophie replied, putting the hose away. "You know where the shower is."

Emily didn't waste any time. She bolted through the front door. As she was moving through the hallway, Emily spotted three other women, who she vaguely recognized as friend's of Sophie's, sitting in the living room. She froze, clapping her hands over her nipples and pussy and suppressed an embarrassed squeak.

"Well, well, WELL!" one of the girls shouted enthusiastically upon noticing a very naked Emily standing at the edge of the room.

"Sophie!" Emily hissed as her friend entered the front door. "You didn't tell me you had people over!"

"It's hardly my fault that you dropped in during the middle of movie night, Emily," Sophie scoffed.

Emily blushed, then turned and ran in the direction of Sophie's bathroom.