Sure to her word, the more groups that Lauren met, the more people, both men and women, decided to take liberties with her body. And, just like Kate said, Lauren found herself a passenger in her body every time it occurred, staring at the hands but utterly unable to bring herself to do anything about them.
Each time, the same thoughts ran through her head. She didn't want anyone touching her -- did she? -- but at the same time, she was the one showing her naked body to people, which meant they had the right to take her up on the offer to be touched.
It was the same strange line of thinking that her nudity induced. Kate was right, strangely enough -- being naked was embarrassing and surreal, but she was getting used to it, especially given how everyone else around her was equally nude. But more importantly, she knew from her heart of hearts that she would never wear clothes again, she absolutely wouldn't -- unless she was **** to. The idea of not being naked was completely unthinkable.
A watch on Kate's wrist beeped. She stopped, the leash forcing Lauren to stop. As she did so, a hand reached out and gave her left breast a squeeze as someone walked past, not stopping. Kate glanced at her watch, pushing buttons on it.
"Ok, I need to go do something real quick," Kate said as they entered a small break room in the center of the building. "I'll be right back, give me a second." With that, she tied Lauren's leash off to a post in the corner of the room.
The second she did, Lauren felt the tingle again. She suddenly knew that she had to stay here -- right here -- and that was the end of it. She could, in theory, just undo the leash and leave, but... well, no she couldn't. She had to stay here until someone unleashed her.
Minutes later, a tall guy came to her, coffee cup in hand. "Oh, you our newbie?"
Lauren blushed. The man wasn't unattractive, but his penis was rock hard, and he didn't even hide the fact that he was leering at her. Lauren subconsciously shifted her weight, only realizing in the abstract that she was striking a pose for him. "Yeah."
"How you liking it so far?" He grinned, sipping at his coffee while staring down between her legs. Lauren's legs moved slightly to give him a better view.
"It's... it's so weird." Lauren said, whispering. "Do you ever get used to it?"
"Oh, some of us do." The man said, putting his mug down. With a motion, he reached down and roughly shoved a finger inside her, taking a nipple in his mouth.
"What are you doing!?" Lauren gasped, even as her legs spread more to give him access.
"Checking something." His finger was joined by a second, pumping gently. He pulled them out with a wet plop.
Lauren sputtered. "What in the world are you checking down th..." Her sentence was cut short as he shoved his fingers into her mouth. She desperately went to spit them out, but instead found herself standing absolutely still, even as he rubbed his fingers against her tongue and the inside of her mouth.
"Just checking if this is turning you on." He grinned. "Some of you newbies are real frigid until the personality quiz and conditioning update. But then again, some of you get a kick out of walking around with your tits and ass out. Guess which one you are?"
Lauren blushed and refused to look at him. It was only when the tingle returned that she jerked her head back up. The man had ahold of her leash!
"Follow me, newbie. I'm gonna give you the actual introduction to this place."
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