Further testing

Yaz continued to squirm under the alien's gaze; he didn't seem to want to look anywhere else.

She didn't know how many humiliating minutes passed before he moved, only looking away for a moment before he pulled something from a slot in the wall. She squinted, for a moment tugging again on her arms in a vain attempt to free them.

It looked like some kind of sheet, clear... well, she'd have guessed plastic if not for what the Sontarans were fighting on this planet. Whatever it was, Sken held a roll of it in his hands, but made no move to do anything.

"Experiment two," Sken said. "Areas of... embarrassing exposure ascertained. This test will be to determine function of human reaction."

He clicked his recorder off for a moment, then backed away. Yaz noticed he refused to turn his back on her.

"Hey! Hey, you can just ask," Yaz called after him. "You don't need to keep-"

She yelped as Sken returned, followed by a handful more Sontarans. She struggled all the more frantically against her restraints, just hoping she could cover herself up again.

Only a handful of people had ever seen her lke this, and now that number had more than doubled thanks to this team of Sontarans, apparently only here to ogle her. She whimpered, cheeks burning as she still desperately tried to cover her pussy. At the very least, she needed to hide that, then her chest, then-

Oh god. They weren't looking away.

"Subject exhibits heightened distress at multiple witnesses," Sken said. "Exposure to larger groups a must, if this weakness is used. Note for further study: is subject more... embarrassed by being witnessed by members of her own species?"

Sken paused. Yaz still wriggled, hyperware of how her tits moved as she did. Oh god, oh god, how many people was he planning to show her off to?!

Then he moved closer. He didn't open the glass door to her cell, but rather opened a small slot likely meant for food; he slid the roll of clear... whatever through it, the rolled-up sheet clattering to the cell floor.

She looked at him, mystified for a second, before frantic embarrassment took over.

Sken hit something on his console, and Yaz was surprised to feel her restraints loosen. Hurriedly she pulled her arms free, and crouched back against the wall, one arm over her chest and at last covering up her pussy.

She whimpered still, still stark naked save for the shoes that Sken had neglected to remove. The Sontarans seemed almost surprised by her **** reaction.

"Confirmation that it is sight that causes this response," Sken said. "When offered a chance to cover herself with a clear substance, subject preferred to rely on arms. Means to cause... embarrassment better understood."

Yaz whimpered. Oh god, she really didn't like the sound of this.