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"Beth! What's all this I'm hearing about some naked boy running around your parking lot?" A voice yelled as the sliding glass door chimed. Your each stood shocked for a moment, and an awkward silence between you ensued. You were briefly paralyzed, having not been prepared for more people to start trickling inside. And a smile slowly rose to the tall, auburn haired woman's lips. Before you could attempt to say anything, she began to collapse into a fit of laughter.

You turned around wildly, and quickly sprinted down the aisle. You blushed madly as you heard the woman laugh behind you, and yell back to Beth. "Where's he running off too now? I didn't even get a picture yet!" She exclaimed. You heard the sound of the door beeping open once more, confirming that the steady stream of people was beginning to flow inside, meaning that you were running out of any possible places to escape sight. You took another deep breath upon encountering the feed bags again, debating whether or not to continue loading them onto the truck. The question was answered for you when you heard Beth from 3 aisles over giving information about where you had ran too along to the woman that had come in the door only seconds prior. You hefted the bag onto your shoulder, and quickly managed to balance a bag using both of your hands.

You sprinted down the closest aisle, and heard the sound of a camera snap from your right, and eyed the auburn haired woman laughing heartily as she pointed her smartphone in your direction. You did your best to ignore her and continued to run for the door as the woman continued to take photos from behind. As you neared the door, beautiful latina woman wearing a form-fitting pair of jeans and a tank-top stared astonished at you for a moment, before brandishing a wide smile. "¡Vaya, no sabía que esta tienda de comestibles permitía la desnudez!" She exclaimed, blinking rapidly for a moment. She blatantly eyed your bobbing, erect dick as you ran past, and turned to admire the view from the back. She let out a slow breath for a moment. "Mi que culo..."

It was then that you found yourself back in the parking lot, this time with what could only be described as a crowd gathered outside. Almost immediately, your arrival heralded a large turn of attention to the front door. You froze in place for a moment, as your eyes subconsciously scanned the crowd. There were at least 50 people in the parking lot, and at least 40 or more of them were either girls your own age, or others that looked to be closer to Aunt Rita and Margaret's age. Only a second passed, before one woman 30 feet towards the exit of the parking lot pointed in your direction. "Look! It's him! He's actually naked!" She exclaimed, which promptly set off the ticking time bomb that was the crowd. A roar of laughter erupted, as countless amounts of women began pointing in your direction, cheering, whistling, and throwing countless jeers your way.

You snapped out of your frozen panic and quickly bolted to the right, trying your best to ignore the fact that your nudity was on complete display. With both hands resolved to holding the feed bag and preventing it from slipping, you couldn’t even so much as cover your erect dick. This resulted in a large number of women getting an eyeful of your aroused, and humiliating display as you ran for the truck. Several smartphones were brandished, and you could hear a cacophony of clicks as cameras quickly immortalized the moment in full display.

“Lookin’ good!” One woman complimented, offering a sly wink.

“You got some balls to do this in broad daylight...” One man said, shaking his head with a smile.

"Oh dear..." One older woman said breathedly.

"Nice ass!" A dark-skinned woman complimented as you ran past, offering a whistle.

"What on earth?!" A bewildered, but entertained woman exclaimed as she dropped her jaw.

"Hey man! You forget something?" One blonde woman sarcastically questioned.

"Hey don't run off! That ain't no fun!" A young woman yelled after you.

You ignored the attention as best as you could, and threw the bag into the truck the moment you got close enough. With the bag freed from your grasp, you were able to quickly recover yourself, and begin the run back for the door.

You found the path getting crowded, as more and more cars began to arrive. “How embarrassing...” One very amused looking woman wearing overalls and a white T-Shirt said as you passed, covering her mouth with her hand. Each turn you had to make resulted in another up front encounter with the crowd. Some women would gasp in surprise, others would point at you and laugh, and many were rather blatant and confident in their open staring and all-over looks.

After what seemed like ages of running and weaving through the crowd with nothing but your two hands as cover, you finally arrived back inside. Unfortunately, it seemed more of the crowd outside had begun to flow into the store, slowly turning the feed store into a bustling bunch of window shoppers only there to observe the events taking place.

Much to your own despair and humiliation, this pattern kept up another four times. Grab a bag, and sprint outside as countless people either laughed at or openly gawked at your open, bare display. Cover yourself after depositing the bag, and sprint back inside.

It was on your seventh run, that things quickly changed. The parking lot was now completely full, and the front door area filled with various women pretending to shop for some mixture of tools, gardening equipment, and paint supplies. You were beginning to make a rhythm of running as fast as possible, to avoid any sort of interaction with the people outside. You had hoped deep down that maybe if you ran at every possible point, every shot taken on a camera would be blurred in motion. As you approached the front door again, you couldn't help but notice a much larger gathering of people in front of the door.

You were just about to renter the store after the seventh drop-off, when the sliding glass door failed to budge. The thing that had kept you from facing the situation you were in had been moving forward with no time to think. With the front door closed, and clearly unmoving, you were slowly beginning to come to terms with what had transpired over the course of less than fifteen minutes, and how drastically your situation had changed.

You slowly turned around, and the formerly tuned out noise was coming back into your mind all at once. Many of the girls in front had their phones out, documenting your humiliating exposure with what seemed like a million photos a second. Among the women nearest the door were several who seemed to be taking great pleasure in simply spectating. There were a few couples dotted further back, all seemingly either cheering, throwing jokes, or simply watching on in a confused daze. And the total crowd? Well, just by a glance in either direction, it was easy to tell at minimum a 150 people were gathered at this point. With well over a 80% of them being women.

And all of this crowd could see you were clearly unable to get back inside the store, and now locked outside on display. Your bare ass was in full view of the whole parking lot, not to mention every inch of your skin was completely bare of any sort of covering. Your dick, which you’d been trying your best to cover up, suddenly sprung away from its poorly constructed cover, and out into the open as you turned, and stood shocked. And then, you had a moment to process what had unfolded.

And you were undeniably, very turned on. So much so, that the threat of bursting then and there was immediate and great.

And then you screamed. “Ahhh!” You’d cried, quickly taking to try and cover yourself. This brought forth a roar of laughter, followed by several comments.

“Oh dear, they’ve locked him out of the store...” One older woman said, trying her best to sound sympathetic while doing little to hide her own smile.

“He’s running around in public completely nude!” One girl exclaimed.

“Smile for the cam, Naked Boy!” The girl on your left said, quickly taking another photo.

Everyone seemed to have decided that either recording or laughing at you was preferable to helping you, as indicated by the wide array of women either laughing at your expense or watching you intently. You decided that pounding on the door might produce the best results, and hopefully someone would be able to assist you.

“Please! Someone open the door! I’m-“ You started to say, only to look inside, and see the lights of the feed store dim. You quickly noticed that the store seemed emptied of any customers, and no employees could be seen. The intercom of the store beeped to life.

“Err... Attention shoppers. The store will now be closing due to an emergency. Please stop by on a later date at your earliest convenience. Thank you very much.”

With that, you were now doomed. No way back inside meant that you had quite literally zero options in regard to cover. You turned around, and backed against the sliding glass door, your bare ass feeling the sheer cold of the glass. Immediately, there was an amused reaction from the bulk of the crowd in the lot, and you caught at least 4 camera flashes.

One woman laughed, before pointing at your poorly covered dick. “Look at him! He’s hard as a rock!” She exclaimed, earning a round of glances downwards.

One woman scoffed. “This guy’s naked in front of a hundred women, and he’s enjoying it?” She said, before shaking her head with a smile.

And just as before, you were met with an overwhelming instinct to bolt away. You sprinted into the parking lot a good twenty feet, brushing against several very amused women as you ran, and suddenly stopped. You realized that you didn’t have anywhere to run. The house was unreachable, and the truck had no coverage to offer. Running solved nothing, and yet you couldn’t stop yourself from half-running around the lot while throwing your hands over yourself at various angles of inadequate cover. This only worsened your situation, as your small but effective cover near the wall of the feed store kept at least one side out of view. In trying to sprint away, you’d accidentally streaked into the lot far enough that you were now enveloped on all sides. In front of you, to your right, left, and behind you were several amused women of the town laughing, pointing, whistling, and taking pictures of you.

Now that you’d accidentally gotten yourself surrounded, you kept turning, trying to find some sort of gap. This led to you constantly rotating and giving every spectator an all-over view of your body, and many different angles. And even worse, people were now trying to ask you questions, which only made the humiliation of what was unfolding worse.

“Is this some dare?” A curious redhead asked.

“Is it alright with you if I post this? I mean I’m just gonna assume this is some publicity stunt...” One brunette wearing glasses questioned.

“Are you some nudist or something?” A the same dark-skinned woman from before inquired.

“Did you forget to wear clothes?” A short blonde girl said with a grin.

Many theories began to crop up, varying in intensity until eventually you heard a voice pipe up from the behind. “Susie and Miss Rita stole his clothes, and now he’s gotta stay naked until they give em’ back!” The voice boomed to the crowd.

You recognized the voice as Rhonda’s, and wheeled around. “Please help me! I’m...” You started to say, looking around the lot. Now there were more cars pulling off the road to observe the commotion, further increasing the crowd. “...I’m naked in front of the whole town!” You cried over the crowd’s commotion.

Rhonda laughed lightly. “Yeah I can see that. We're closing because apparently Beth was supposed to attend some important town meeting." She explained, looking back. "There's Miss Rita and the rest right there." She said, pointing towards the truck. Margaret was dropping off a small bit of supplies into the back, while Susie and Rita had a small discussion beside the driver side door.

You quickly sprinted towards them, which promptly recaptured their attention towards you. "Guys! We gotta leave! The whole town's here, and they're taking pictures!" You exclaimed, ignoring the flash of a camera from the register girl as you passed her.

Aunt Rita, and Susie both turned towards you first, each carrying a wide smile. Margaret turned towards you after placing a small paint can in the back of the truck, her smile seeming much more innocent than the first two.

"You want to leave already? I thought you may wanna to stay, and make some new friends..." Aunt Rita said, looking around the lot. "That's a lot of cameras." She observed with a simple, blunt nod.

You shook your head furiously. "No way! We gotta go now, before they get even more pictures of me! I'm gonna die of embarrassment if I stay a second longer."

Susie chuckled. "Really? I think you're lookin' real photogenic. Why wouldn't you want to get your picture taken?" She sarcastically questioned.

"Because I'm completely naked! Everyone's laughing at me, and for some reason nobody wants to help me get dressed!" You answered, wincing as you heard two women on your left wolf whistle in your direction, before collapsing into a fit of laughter.

Margaret beamed a wide smile, and looked at you soothingly. "Well, I think you appear to have already made several friends in town! You seem to bring smiles wherever you go!" She said, beaming a large smile. "In fact, it would be a while before we finish getting dinner ready. Maybe an hour or so. I could come back to pick up you and Susie while she introduces you." She offered, smiling widely. Susie's eyes widened at that suggestion, followed by her nodding her head and looking off to the side, as if thinking it over.

Aunt Rita nodded. "That doesn't sound like too bad of an idea. I'd hate for you to be waitin' around bored while we fix up dinner."

"You stared around bewildered for a moment. "Wait. You can't leave me here! There's..." You said, looking around at the women around you. "There's like at least a hundred girls here! And I'm naked!" You exclaimed, blushing a deep strawberry red on your cheeks.

Aunt Rita scoffed. "And as you can clearly see, they ain't mindin' one bit about you bein' nekkid. In fact, most of them seem to find it quite hilarious." Aunt Rita said, looking around.

Margaret slid into the driver's seat of the truck, and smiled at you as Aunt Rita walked around to the passenger side. "Well, we'll be back in an hour when food's almost done. You two can go look around town, since we're right here anyway."

Before you could protest further, the truck began to speed off as soon as the doors were closed, not allowing you any time to either hop in the back, or attempt to stand in front of the truck. The crowd was quick to move out of the way, allowing the truck to make its' hasty escape unimpeded.

And just like that, you were stark naked, in the middle of town, with around 120 women eyeing you up.