Ah, Well ...

Caught off guard, standing there naked before him, I find my thoughts rushing to catch up, as much of my day so far had been living in the moment I had just wanted a quick shower to start the day, and yet I found myself being led further and further afield, my nudity being paraded out in public on the pretense of helping my new roommate's friends. Only now, I find myself having to defend how I got here, my mind a blank. Standing there naked before him, as he crosses his arms across his chest, I knew I need an answer, and fast.

"Ah, well, you see ..." I manage, my mind unsure how much I should disclose to him, hoping one of my companions would arrive and save me from needing to justify my presence, naked before him. My thoughts are interrupted as he snaps his fingers, "You must be one of those 'living mannequins ' the photographers dropped off; Thought they brought just one ...

I find myself nodding along, happy not to have to explain why I was naked and alone in his shop, "Yes, that's right. I'm just a surprise bonus.", and he nodded back, a smile forming on his face. "Well, no matter! Can't have you hiding back here, where no one can see you. Better follow me, before you get in trouble."

I look back at the changing rooms, hoping one of them would step out, but all I can hear is giggling as they take their time. Letting out a soft sigh, I resign myself to following him, knowing it would be the path of least resistance. I tell myself I can leave with them once they are done in the changing room. Knowing my nudity is exposed to all, I do my best to remain casual, as any attempt to cover up, with me being exposed from all angles would be fruitless and only work to draw attention to me anyway. He leads me out of the changing booths, and quickly I find patrons looking my way, some of their eyes growing wide, staring at the sight of me.

Not that I get the chance to slow down, let alone notice who's looking over my way, as he leads me to the front of the store. Pointing at a table at the front window, "You should be here, where the guests can get a good look at you, and we can see if they can tell if you are a human or just a well-put-together mannequin." I walk up to the spot, and inquire, "Wait, so I'm supposed to stand naked before them, and let them guess if I'm a real woman or not?"

He chuckled then, "Don't worry, I'm sure Stacey will be by to dress you in something eventually ... you're not going to be naked in the window all day long. Take care." Left with little else, I find myself standing in the window, trying not to let my confusion lead to awkwardness, as my nudity is visible now to guests outside the shoppe. As I'm left to wait, I can feel shopping staring, able to just nearly make out their conversations, though the words are hard to discern. As people walk up to the shop and stare, I hope my new acquaintances, friends of my new roommate, don't take long. Or at least, Stacey notices me waiting and gets me something...