Alexis Bares All....Then Goes For A Walk

Alexis Rose sat opposite of Stevie Budd, the motel's owner, in a room shared by far too many people she would not ever, ever, in a million lifetimes desire to even think of her nudity. And yet...she was resplendently bare.

Bare shoulders heaved and shrugged as her entire story came pouring out from between her full lips to the ears of the other not-unattractive woman with a much much greater supply of and access to clothing.

Her bare legs sat crisscrossed under her naked lap and her bare toes twitched now and then on the carpet below. Her bare back was against the wall, smooth and inviting to a caressing hand, but right now touching scratchy wearing paint and wood.

Her pert cheeks on the carpet, her medium sized breasts framed and thankfully curtained by a cloak of dirty-blonde hair-

and her most private place protected by either one or two desperately covering hands- depending on her cursed trademark fashion of talking with them as well.

"A-and that's when they took all of my G-gucci heels, the nerve- c-can you please keep your eyes above my shoulders?! Oh god... anyways....-"

Stevie wore a full outfit and a fuller smirk while the adorable slender heiress wore zip at all. Alexis went on for a little longer, then paused.

Her delicate fingers were mid gesture in the air in front of her, before she squealed, blushed tomato red and slammed them back between her thighs again.

Stevie didn't stop smirking. "Bullshit. The government doesn't just come in and....steal your um, Gucci." She stifled a series of dark chuckles. "I'm beginning to think there's a camera somewhere in this room. You got me." She started to get up.

Alexis froze, shoulders dropping and eyes going wide. "A CAMERA!?"

She stood up on her slender legs, then realized her mistake as her breasts and rosy nipples burst from between her covering arms with the movement. She cried and fell onto the hotel bed, pulling her knees up to her chest. "TURN IT OFF! I'M....OH GOD!"

Stevie's laughter finally broke through. "I don't know what's going on here....but I'm not cruel. Come on, you can borrow some of my clothes. And if this turns out to be some kind of Punk'd revival....-" she looked at an imaginary (or was it?) camera and winked- "I'm on to you."

Alexis laid back, groaning. "I'm not lying, I'm st-stuck like this...stuck n-naked!" She turned to Stevie. "You! Yes, you'll give me some clothes. I need them more."

Stevie smirked. She looked at the way Alexis had laid back. Alexis continued her haughty glare for a moment.

Then realized what she had left on display. She whined, high pitched and humiliated. "STOOOOP! Don't st-stare!"

Stevie moved to the door, opening it a crack unceremoniously and watching Alexis shudder. "Well? I'm not room service. Come on out."

Alexis gulped, then stood, throwing one arm over her boobs and the other between her legs before closing her eyes and whimpering the whole way outside.

One humiliating walk back out the hotel room door, over gritty concrete that was not ideal for Alexis's barefoot state, through cold morning air that was DEFINITELY not perfect for her totally threadbare skin or perky buttocks or for the private areas she had clamped her dainty arms over once more-

Alexis found herself naked in- another dingy hotel room. She squirmed, feeling knots in her bare belly.

She stood in front of an open wardrobe.

She didn't know what was worse. This nude, bare, au natural, naked existence- or THAT.

"Don't you have any brand names!?! That can be barely be called an improvement!"

Stevie moved to shut the wardrobe. "NO! STOP! I didn't mean it, I just- mrmmmmm......ehhh..."

Stevie sighed, hands on her hips. Hips that were covered with jeans. Unlike her own, Alexis thought. "Take it or leave it, Princess. You could always go out as is. It's a sleepy town. You might even be able to go grab a coffee in the buff."

Alexis nearly dove into the wardrobe. It took some convincing but she eventually emerged....

CLOTHED! She was clothed- not that it was exactly the pinnacle of attiring, but she was denudified, unrevealed, covered, safe, comfortable-

"Earth to rich-girl?!"

She had so enjoyed the simple things- the walking through this dusty, ugly town-

the feel of rubber soles beneath her impacting the ground instead of the numerous textures assaulting her underfoot-

the comfortable perch of her breasts INSIDE of clothing and a bra, rather than their chaotic endeavor to escape her every-

and the ACCEPTABLE number of heads turning her way.

"Hmm?! Oh yes, you're still there. Thank you soooo much Stacy! I never could have left that room if......Let's not talk about the why. The important thing is you helped!"

Stevie frowned. "It's Stev-"

Alexis laughed, overbearingly. "Of course it is, Sam! Silly me. My head is just spinning. I might need a matcha latte to cool my nerves. And it's such a....charminggg little town you have here."

Stevie coughed. Alexis stopped still.

Her heart stopped as well, momentarily.

Two officers shut the door to a cruiser that had silently parked about one hundred feet ahead of them. No siren. Casually, the officers approached.

"Are you Alexis Rose? The Alexis Rose? We're going to need a moment of your time, honey."

Alexis Rose screamed again as the officer asked her, quite firmly, to remove her skirt.

She screamed when they got closer and asked her to remove her blouse.

She made sounds like a banshee as they almost **** her to remove her bra

and her boots.

And her socks.

But it was a look of contempt, of embarrassment, and of rage when they had her bend over, remove her panties, and become Naked Alexis, the Nude Girl, The Schitt's Creek Nudist, That Naked Babe, Crazy Chick With No Clothes-

and a million other names she could already hear in her adrenaline addled head once more.

That's what they would call her.

Her bare toes squirmed on the sidewalk, with matching blue nail polish that paired with her fingernails was the only adornment they had allowed her to retain.

She was bent over, ass against a nearby brick wall, arms cradling her naked breasts and pussy once again. Stevie stood on the sidelines, jaw having dropped.

She believed now, Alexis thought ruefully.

And then ALL of the heads turned.

Alexis began to feel very, very small.

This was the moment that Schitt's Creek was introduced to their new nudist resident. Their BEAUTIFUL new nudist resident.

There was no going back.

An officer coughed just then, bringing her back. "Stay like this. Make it easier on yourself, naked girl. Sheesh."

She grit her teeth but merely shivered under the cool breeze and the eyes of passers by. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were darting and scanning in desperation.

And then an officer turned to Stevie. "And you...."