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Chapter 4 by username55 username55

But does she run out screaming or does someone help her?

The Barista comes to her rescue!

"OHMYGODOHMYGOD WHY AM I NAKED!?"

As she tried and failed to cover up with her hands, she frantically tried to think of how she could've lost her clothes. She even lost her running shoes somehow!

She turned as red as a tomato all over as she thought of all the people who saw her fat ass. She wanted to just curl into a ball and melt into the floor.

But then she felt something cover her. It was the barista's apron.

It barely covered her front but, it was something. He pulled her to her feet and brought her to a backroom.

Karina had her eyes shut. Both to stop the tears and because she didn't want to see the leering faces of any of the customers. After a bit, the barista asked her, "Are you ok, Miss?"

"N-n-no...." she replied shakily.

She didn't register it, but he turned away from her. He was shaking as well. He had no clue what to do. When it came to women, he never really got far enough to even get their number. Now he is face to face with a gorgeous goddess of a woman and she didn't even realize her nudity until now!

How!? He had to know.

...

"Miss? Why were you naked in the first place?"

"I don't know! My clothes just vanished! I'm sorry!"

"Don't worry. I'm sure it wasn't your fault. Besides if it makes you feel any better, you look absolutely sexy you know. Heheh."

Karina had her eyes shoot open. "WHAT!?"

"Oh god...I mean...I...forget I said anything! Alright. I wasn't looking at your sexy ass, I MEAN, YOUR BEAUTIFUL BUTT, I MEAN YOUR GORGEOUS CHUBBY-"

He slammed his hands over his mouth and blushed almost as red as Karina did. Neither of them said a word for a few moments.

Eventually he just sidled out of the room. "W-wait here. I'll try to find something more to cover you."

The second he closed the door, he slapped his forehead. He can't believe he just said that to her!

Karina meanwhile was still in shock.

"D-did he just call me sexy?"

She felt a warmth spread through her body, despite the cool air of the backroom and the coldness of the tile beneath her ass. He couldn't have meant that right?

He saw her fat, disgusting everything and yet...he clearly said she was sexy. She felt a strange wetness near her thighs. She realized that while she was ordering her donuts, the barista was practically devouring her body with his eyes, like she'd devour a donut with her mouth.

At that moment, a strange sense of pride went through her.

Does he come back and if so, is it with any useful bit of cover?

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