Super early

Julie woke up confused and disoriented. She had to pee like crazy and was thirsty at the same time. She was really hungry too. All in all, she did not feel all too great. The room was dark, but a streak of orange light shone through a gap in the curtains, revealing the rising morning sun. She almost got up out of bed, but as the covers slid down her chest she felt the air on her bare nipples and remembered that she was still naked.

She loosely wrapped her blanket around herself and climbed down from her bed, careful not to wake anyone. She shuffled over to the wall of lockers, noticing everyone else still seemed to be fast asleep. It was only then she realized the key to her locker was still in her bag, somewhere down a cliff. She had no way to get to her spare clothes! After fiddling with the lock for a bit, she retreated to the bathroom. Initially she just went there to relieve herself and think, but she was happy to find a drying rack with a few clothes hanging from it. It was an expensive summer dress, still damp, along with a number of accessories like socks, swimwear, and a bra.

The dress offered by far the most coverage, so Julie pulled it from the rack. She dropped her blanket and pulled the dress over her head. It was a little bit tight on the chest and pressed her boobs together to produce some almost outrageous cleavage. It was pretty long though, and covered all the important bits. Satisfied, Julie left the bathroom and went down into the lobby. She was still barefoot, but that was not too strange in a hot place like this. She was a little nervous that the owner of the dress might catch her, so she hurried out of the hostel and to the road.

She still had to pee badly and kicked herself for not going while she was in the bathroom. As she walked, she heard the unmistakable jingling of coins. There was a small pocket on either side of her midriff, one of which held a few coins and damp bills. She was getting really hungry, so she decided to go to a little cafe she saw a bit down the road. For the first time in a long while, she walked the street with clothes on. Not wearing underwear was still quite freeing, and a bit more her tempo than full-on nudity.