Walking around naked

Stacy stumbled out into the hall. The temperature was cooler, and the cool tile under her bare feet made her shiver. Goosebumps rose over her body as her nipples under her arms grew rock hard. Biting her lip nervously she stumbled fully nude down the hallway.

She tried to reassure herself. Why was she so embarrassed? She was a model for god sakes! Sure, those other models had mocked her body, but they were just trying to pick on her. She looked amazing, she was paid for her good looks! And nudity shouldn't be a big deal! True, she'd never modeled nude, but she had modeled bikini's and lingerie before. Okay, just a thong panty shoots, and a few for push up bras (which, looking back, made her more embarrassed). And really, she'd never gotten much offers for that type of modelling. The lingerie people prefer curvier models, that was what her agent said.

Stacy cringed, feeling her tiny mounds under her arms. Reassuring herself wasn't working at all. What she really needed was clothes! She crept down the hall, hoping to find something, anything to wear...