Embarrassingly, of course, but only slightly

Mackenzie tried to enjoy the party, despite her now naked state. And, truth be told, she was beginning to do so, thanks to her continued drinking. For the next half hour or so she did her best to keep talking with Mason and her friends, along with playing a game or two while the rest of the group did. But after a little while, Mackenzie did something surprising.

Maybe it was the large amount of **** in her system. Maybe it was the safe atmosphere of being among most of her closest friends. Maybe it was the fact that she'd been stripped naked so many times that she was getting a bit used to it. Or maybe it was a combination of all three. But, whatever the reason, what Mackenzie did next shocked everybody.

"Alright, fuck it!" she shouted, pulling her hands free from her body. "Everyone look all you want! You've all seen it already anyway and I'm sick of covering up!" Her words were confident, but even as she did so, Mackenzie felt her face reddening. But it was true. She was sick of clutching her hands to her chest and womanhood, if only to give herself the most meager amount of cover. A form of cover that vanished as soon as she decided to take another sip of her drink or another bite of pizza.

So, Mackenzie carried on, trying her best not to care that she was completely naked in front of friends and even her newest romantic interest. Indeed, it seemed to be working well on that front, since Mason couldn't seem to keep his eyes off Mackenzie. Granted, it wasn't quite in the way she had pictured it, but she couldn't argue with the results.

As midnight rolled around, each of the couples (except Jess and an irritated Tyler), paired off, eagerly watching the annual ball drop on TV. As they counted down the end of the year, a naked Mackenzie found herself lovingly cradled in Mason's arms. She was right where she'd hoped she'd be, albeit with significantly less clothing than she'd imagined.

"5... 4... 3... 2... 1... 0! Happy New Year!" everyone shouted.

And then Mason kissed Mackenzie. She leaned into the kiss and she could feel her own bare skin pressing up against his soft clothes. They pulled away after a few moments.

"Happy nude year. I MEAN! New Year! Happy New Year!" Mason hastily corrected.

Mackenzie chuckled softly before pulling him in for a second, longer kiss. But suddenly, a thought entered her drunken mind.

"Hey, it's midnight!" Mackenzie said to the room. "Time for me to get my clothes back, alright?"

"Whoa not so fast!" said Nate. "The deal was you stay naked until the party's over. And I don't know about you guys but I think I'm just getting warmed up! Whaddya say?"

Nate was greeted with a round of enthusiastic cheering from the small crowd, indicating none of them were planning on calling it a night anytime soon. Mackenzie sighed, not exactly thrilled that she was going to be stuck naked for even longer.