An email

The work day continues. Fiona remains undisturbed.

Until she sees a notification on her desktop. It's an email. An email from HR.

Biting her lip nervously, she opened it.

"Ms. Lewis.

Over the past month we have been monitoring your behaviour. Rest assured that while we have logs of security recordings, for your privacy said recordings have not been saved anywhere other than mandated. We are aware that nudity is protected by law, so you are not in any legal trouble. We in HR are just unclear as to why you have kept your state of undress secret, we would like you to come to our office when convenient to discuss this matter"

Leaning back in her seat, Fiona let out a sigh. She'd been made, of course she'd been made, she hadn't taken any effort to hide in the slightest. Getting caught by someone was inevitable...at least it was HR. Looking around the office, it seemed dead enough. She simply got up, thought over what she was going to say, and made her way over to HR. She contemplated putting something on, but that would be pointless.

The walk was nerve wracking, but at least it was because of her potentially being in trouble, rather than being embarrassed by her nudity.

Stopping just outside of HR, Fiona rolled her eyes "It's just a normal meeting...I'm just not wearing any pants" Pushing the door open, she entered the small office with a smile.

In sat Diana, the company's HR representative. She was usually rather well composed, but the sight of a bottomless woman must've taken her off guard, Fiona had never seen her blush.

"R-right. So I take it you're comfortable like this?" Diana tried to joke.

Fiona simply shrugged as she took a seat "What can I say? I like it when everything can breathe"

"Right. Do you identify as a nudist?" The HR rep's pen was already on paper.

"No. I don't" Fiona answered honestly.

"An exhibitionist?"

"Not that either, no"

"I see" Careful notetaking "Do you have a stated purpose for going bottomless in the office?"

"Honestly? Fun" Fiona replied with a smirk "One day someone asked if I was wearing a skirt because they couldn't see my legs under my desk. So I decided to push it"

"Where are your bottoms now?"

"In the locker room, just behind reception"

"Not in your cubicle?"

"It'd be no fun if I could quit whenever I wanted"

"What would you have said if you were caught in the moment?"

"That I was practicing to be a nudist. Like you said in your email, public nudity is legal"

"Protected by law, yes. But it's company policy to create a profile of an employee based on their...clothing habits"

Fiona simply nodded along, she had a feeling that she was in for a regime change.

"Okay Fiona. So because you were keeping it a secret that doesn't help your case, as it reads as an act of exhibitionism in the workplace"

"Which is bad?"

"Bad because it could be viewed as sexual harassment"

"I see, but I'm not an exhibitionist"

"I know. Which is why you aren't in trouble, but it does mean that you won't be able to get away with it as privately. Meaning you can continue...you just won't be permitted to bring bottoms on site"

"On site?" Fiona blinked in surprise "Like...into the building?"

"Or the parking lot, company property"

"So I can't just leave my skirt in my car?"

Diana frowned and shook her head slowly

"I'll have to drive here completely bottomless?"

"Bottomless or naked. You have the freedom to pursue either, but either way, your clothes will have to stay at home"

"...I get it, that way I read as a nudist"

"There you go"

"Uh huh...will I have to make any immediate changes?"

"No, you can go back to your desk and return to work as normal. The rest is just formalities, we can handle them over email"

"...what about my skirt downstairs?" Fiona asked, anxious to hear the answer

"Oh no you can just put that back on at the end of the day like you normally would"

"But after that if I want to be bottomless-"

"-Then you have to come into work bottomless"

Fiona just smiled and nodded, then got up and left the room. Frustration was an easy way to describe how she was feeling, both at her game being over...but also that it would be official, the fun had been sucked out of it. Then again she could recognise that these feelings were in the moment, realistically nothing would change for her, besides the receptionist getting an eyeful.

Taking a seat back in her cubicle Fiona just let out a groan.

"Ugh this sucks" She muttered to herself, before looking around at her surrounding cubicles. Satisfied that she was alone, Fiona quickly removed her shirt and bra, sitting there naked. She contemplated that state for a bit, maybe that'd be the way to up the ante...but complete nudity like this felt off. It wasn't like she was streaking, and the shirt gave her that contrast. As soon as she began to experiment, the shirt went back on.

She left her bra off however.