She leaves

Eventually, Karen had enough. In theory she could have hung around for a lot longer, got an answer to a lot more questions, but she didn't want to spend any more time naked than was strictly necessary.

"R-right," Karen said, shifting on her seat. "I think that's... everything important. We'll see you in the courtroom."

And hopefully not before then. She didn't want to come back here; Karen swallowed, awkwardly toying with the papers for a moment, before steeling herself. She just had to leave the room once more...

Blushing, she stood up again, still holding the papers over her pussy while she crossed an arm over her tits. She nodded to Frank, hurrying too much to say goodbye properly.

She knocked on the door a little frantically, waiting breathlessly. When it opened she stumbled out, still flushing furiously every time Frank saw her ass. She sidestepped, moving out of view of the doorway.

"I- I'd like my clothes back now," Karen said.

The guard nodded. She still kept her arms desperately trying to cover herself as she followed him back to the area where this whole humiliating experience had begun. Naked, Karen followed.

She fidgeted on the spot as the guard talked to his rookie partner.

She waited. Her clothes had been stored, now she was just waiting for-

"No, I said Castle's visitor, not Castle's file, how do you even-"

What? Why was this taking so long?

"Why would you even think- Evidence in the Castle case goes to- I know you know, then why did you-"

Karen squirmed awkwardly, arms clutching at herself a little more desperately. What were they talking about?

She squeaked when the guard turned around, stumbling back slightly. She glanced down, making sure the papers in her hand were still hiding her pussy.

Oh god, there was just papers stopping them from seeing her most private spot.

"There's been a slight... miscommunication," the guard said slowly.

"Where are my clothes?!" Karen said, starting to panic now.

"That's..." the guard cleared his throat. "Best we can tell, on the way to the DA's office. Damn fool put them with the Castle evidence which was due to be transferred, not the Castle visitor label."

"What?!" Karen said.

Her voice rose into a squeak, hand holding the papers shaking.

"I'm not going to be stuck here naked!" Karen said.

Oh god, oh god, this couldn't be happening. She barely cared about the legal files in that moment, just thinking about her dress and shoes and underwear being driven further and further away.

Nervously, she separated the papers, hastily dropping her arm from her tits, exposing them for a second, before grabbing a couple of sheets and lifting them up, hoping they could cover her chest. It was a more humiliating way to hide herself, more frantic but, well, she was ****!

They couldn't seriously be saying they'd lost her clothes!

The guard glanced back to his partner, a little cautiously.

"It's ok," the guard said, after a moment. "There is an option."