Yes, she remains topless

Chloe sighed. "It's alright. I'll just... go into the store like this, I guess. Maybe they have a top I can buy."

She walked into the adult store, one arm over her nipples, her red bottom heels clicking on the linoleum floor. She tried finding a clothing aisle on her own to avoid interacting with more people than she needed to in her topless state. She found a bikini section, but was dismayed to see how skimpy everything was.

Ryan, an employee nearby, noticed her hesitation. "Need any help choosing?" he asked, ogling her half-nudity.

"Um, yes actually," Chloe replied, still covering her chest, noticing his nametag. "Do you have anything with a bit more coverage, Ryan?"

"Oh, yeah, but hold on a sec. Can you help us with modeling the bikinis in this aisle? We don't have any promotional pictures of them so people barely even know these are here. I can tell your body would be great for it." Ryan called over his coworker. "Hey Jace, come check this chick out!"

Jace appeared and walked on over, his eyes roaming appreciatively over Chloe's exposed skin. "Oh, we got a model! Why don't you try a few on and we'll snap pictures?"

Chloe hesitated, but figured she might as well since she was already topless, and stores need sales. She slipped off her skirt, stockings and heels right there in the aisle, standing fully nude before the two leering men. They handed her the first "bikini" - little more than dental floss and postage stamps. The triangles barely covered her nipples, leaving most of her breasts exposed, including the undersides. The bottom was a thin strip of fabric that disappeared between her ass cheeks. Their phones were on silent as they snapped pictures.

"Hmm, turn around," Ryan instructed. The nearly naked Chloe complied, and he boldly spread her ass cheeks wide. "See how visible her asshole is, Jace? Barely covered at all."

Jace nodded approvingly.

Chloe cycled through several more suits and modeled them for the men, each tinier than the last.

One bikini was made of thin clear plastic straps that left her pussy lips visible. Someone standing three meters away would question if she's even wearing anything down there. Chloe's face burned as she modeled the obscene garment, the men making lewd comments about her exposed parts.

Another suit had a top made solely of two tiny pasties connected by string, her areolas out for the world to see. The bottoms were a couple of strings that hid nothing. Ryan flicked the pasties, making her nipples harden under the stimulation.

"Fuck, I bet you could fit that whole bottom in your cunt," Jace postulated. "Why don't you try?"

Mortified but compliant, Chloe reached down and started working the scrap of fabric into her pussy, the men capturing that, too. She figured she may as well do it to set an example for what can or can't be done with the clothing item. It took barely any effort. She had managed to stuff the entire bikini bottom inside herself, leaving her bottom half completely bare again.

They continued with the "fashion show". The guys learned how she looked like in dental floss tops, crotchless bottoms, cupless bras. The men groped and manhandled her at will, spreading her open, flicking her clit, tweaking her nipples, even spitting on her holes to watch it drip, just to show her how the clothing would behave if she was aroused or lubed up. When she voiced concerns about the necessity of them spitting on her intimate parts, Ryan spit in her mouth and Jace put her in a full nelson - causing her nipples to fall out - with her legs in the air to "allow" her to spit on her own genitalia.

Chloe let them use her body like a toy until finally, they finished on a microkini that was more string than fabric. The bottoms were basically dental floss in her ass crack and through her pussy, leaving her labia and asshole completely bare. They let her keep it for free, but she would absolutely be arrested for indecent exposure if she wore it anywhere but the nudiest parts of a nude beach, even if this town promoted "soaking up the sun" naked. But it was these guys' opinion that it bathing-suit her best.

"Perfect," Ryan declared, giving her ass a hard spank. "Every inch of your slutty body is on display. Just how it should be."

Chloe ignored the rude comment and put her heels back on before look at her reflection - naturally, this "bikini" didn't stop her holes from seeping the men's spit. She reiterated that she's looking for clothing with coverage and they at last took her to their lacy bras section and she accomplished her goal of finding something that can technically be worn in public.

She also easily found a porn magazine in the store. She found one featuring women's restroom blowjobs. Surely that scraggly guy at town hall would appreciate this issue.

She went to pay for the bra and magazine, taking her dress skirt and sheer stockings and the bra in her arms. She signed up for the store's reward program because if she has to come here again she may as well reward her for it. Next time she'll get 50% off whatever she buys, as a thank you for shopping with them today.

Once she stepped outside and the "Free Hugs" lady was ogling her 99% exposed breasts again, she quickly put the bra and skirt on over her free bikini and clicked her heels back to town hall.