Good End

The two naked 20-somethings were hauled through the Gardens, their exposed bodies on display for every park-goer that they passed by. Some laughed, some cat-called, some expressed disgust, while others simply stared at their complete nudity in confusion and amusement.

Laylah looked to David with a look of pure humiliation. In all their years as friends, there had been times she'd been naked, but never so overtly, and most certainly never with David in the same boat. She shot him a misty-eyed apology with her face, and David, thinking of nothing else he could do, simply gave her an embarrassed shrug as the two were paraded through the entire park, bodies unshielded, gentials unguarded.

Finally after a humiliating parade of their nudity through the park, they arrived at the security office. They were brought in and sat down onto two cold plastic chairs in front of the head of security's desk, their hands zip-tied behind their backs so even now they couldn't cover their shame. As a pair of naked prisoners, they explained their situation, everything that happened, the whole truth.

The stern woman behind the desk listened wordlessly the whole time, not giving away a single thought with her face.

Finally, when the two finished the security woman sighed for a long time, took off her glasses and rubbed the bridge of her nose.

“Well, yer story is ridiculous, no bones about that…. but, hell, security found yer jeans while y’all was goin’ on. Torn to shreds. Guess that means part of your story checks out, but I’m afraid these ain't so good fer wearin’ anymore…” she reached into what was left of David’s jeans and pulled out his wallet and car keys, “y’all best be gettin home.”

"Home?" they both said in unblinking disbelief.

"Yeah. It was an accident, and aside from a few offended guests, y'all didn't hurt nobody. And besides..." She looked down at David’s uncovered member and smirked, you made this old bag’s day with a little excitement."

The two naked coeds were free to go. As they left the security building into the parking lot. Their march was an embarrassing one, given the security office had no clothes to lend them so they had to walk naked to their car, but at least their hands were free to cover themselves as best they could, which was a bit of a tall order for poor Laylah who's left breast kept popping out from under her one arm. Eventually she huffed and gave up covering herself entirely.

The security chief called out. “Hey girlie!”

Laylah turned around, too exhausted and befuddled to even cover herself.

“...yeah?”

“That boy’s got a nice pecker on ‘im. You take care of him, now.” She said with a wry smile.

Laylah gave a lazy thumbs up and turned around to walk to the car. David said nothing and just followed.

The two of them climbed into the hatchback, David turned the key into the ignition, and they drove off.

The drive back was mostly an awkward, silent, and very naked trip.

“Sorry about… everything.” Laylah finally said.

“Its okay… we avoided jail time?” David weakly comforted.

“True. Still though, all that was uh… pretty embarrassing, I mean like fifty people musta seen us doing… that.“

“Yeah… that.” David repeated, reliving the memory of-

“I mean your face was RIGHT in my-”

“YES… yes it was.” David interrupted.

“Yeah…" Laylah sighed contemplatively, after a long pause she finally asked, "David?... Are we still friends?”

David’s expression softened and he smiled, still looking at the road he joked “who’s dick is gunna bail you out of the next mishap, huh?”

Laylah cackled, “ahahahahahaha!!! Yeah that was crazy! That dirty old lady had zero chill!”

“Nooooo she did not.” David chuckled back.

The two of them talked for the rest of the trip, and by the time they reached the front of Laylah’s house they had almost forgotten about their nudity. That is until Laylah got out of the car with a “see ya later” and bounced halfway across her lawn before looking down, jumping, and then darting back to the window of the hatchback.

“Um… i just realized, we’re both kinda… naked. You wanna… come in and borrow something to wear?”

David nodded and smiled as he turned the car off and said, “yeah, I think I would.”

The two of them marched across the lawn up to the front door of Laylah’s house. Laylah turned her head to David.

“Hey Dave?”

“Yeah?”

“You do have a nice pecker.”

“Thanks.” He said with a blush.

“Yours ain't so bad either.”

Laylah looked shocked for a moment and looked down at her bare mound before frowning, turning back to David, and punching him on the shoulder.

When they got to the front steps, Laylah bent over and moved a fake rock aside, fishing out a spare house key. David didn't even try to mention the fact that the way she was bent over was proudly displaying her butthole and pussy to the whole world.

She rose and waved the key around a little for emphasis, “I forget my keys a lot” she admitted.

“Ya don't say.” David said with a smirk.

Laylah unlocked the door and the two went inside.

“oh, your honey early hon-”

Laylah’s mom stood there in wide-eyed disbelief at her naked daughter and her equally naked friend in the foyer.

“Oh, right, I forgot to mention my parents were home.” Laylah said with a nervous grin.

David just blinked and slowly moved his hands over his junk. “Uh… hi Joan.”

Joan’s face softened and she chuckled, “haha, guess Laylah’s little accidents are contagious now, huh, David?”

“Yup… can I have some clothes, please?” David said, his face red.

“of course, Davie.” Laylah’s mother said with a giggle, stepping aside to let the two nudists pass by. “Laylah…” she said, addressing her daughter sternly

“Y-yeah mom?” Laylah said, her face red too.

“Make sure to give David some of your father's clothes, kay? I’m sure David doesn't want to wear a dress.”

Laylah frowned and grabbed David’s wrist, “I-I know that!” she insisted as she dragged David to her mom and dad’s room, her large breasts swinging freely as she stomped forward.

As the two arrived at the room David asked “you were gunna put me in a dress, weren't you.”

“I… may have forgot I could lend you dad’s clothes.” Laylah pouted, embarrassed that she, yet again, forgot something important.

“Now get in there and find something to put on, or I’m gunna put you in a dress ON PURPOSE!” Laylah said, pushing her naked friend into the room.

David dug through some drawers and fished out a proper outfit, quietly laughing to himself about his friend’s oblivious brain. She was a lot, but at least she wasn't boring.

When David emerged from the bedroom and went back downstairs to meet with Joan in the kitchen she said “you look good!”

“Better than I was, right?”

“heh, I think au natural suits you just as well” joan teased with a wink.

“Hmph, I prefer clothes, thanks.” David said with a smile.

Both of them turned to the footsteps approaching them. Laylah entered the kitchen with a brand new shirt on. “David! You look good!” She said, appreciating how her friend looked in clothes again.

“Thanks …” David said with an exhausted smile, looking down at Laylah’s shaven pussy as she stood there… bottomless.

“Should we tell her?” Joan whispered.

“Naw, let her figure it out on her own.” David whispered back.

The two of them chuckled when Laylah asked, “What?”