Lily destroys all your clothes...

You lay down on the bed. You lay your arm over your eyes, and doze for a while. Your eyelids drift down as Lily snips away with a pair of small scissors. You fall asleep.

...You wake up again in a few minutes. You sit up and rub your eyes.

"Lily?" you ask, but the girl has gone. You let the blanket fall from your shoulders, baring your chest. You slide out of the covers and quickly lock the door before going to your duffel bag.

On top of the bag is what looks like the remains of three skirts and a blouse. You look more closely, shock on your face.

The first skirt shouldn't even be called a skirt any more. All the material of the skirt has been cut away, except for the inch-thick elastic band, and a couple strips of fabric on the sides. You try it on. Your ass and pussy are completely bare, the thin strings of fabric resting on your legs. You pull the "skirt" off and look at the next one.

This one isn't as obvious, it looks like a really mini-miniskirt, looking more like a wide belt. The elastic band remains, but only about three inches of material remain below the band. You try it on.

The miniskirt is tiny! It doesn't even cover half your pussy, and barely a third of your ass when you stand still, but every step hikes the skirt up far enough to bare you completely.

Leaving the miniskirt on, you examine the last one. This one actually covers the most, although it looks pretty ridiculous. All that remains of it is the elastic band, which has been cut so it is merely a tiny, fragile string, and a 3 inch square hanging down over your crotch, just barely covering it. Your ass is wide open, but of the three choices, this seems the most modest.

Finally, you examine the blouse. When you try it on and look at yourself in the mirror, it leaves nothing to the imagination. Lily has cut over half of the bottom off, and with a bit of adjustment, you get it so that your breasts aren't hanging out. The sleeves are hacked off, so the result is a really precarious, scandalous top, that looks basically see-through because of the pressure against your chest. You take a tentative step, your breasts stay up. You test it some more by walking around the room, but your first test jump sends your breasts flying out from below the fabric.

You hastily re-adjust, and bend over your bag, your bare ass sticking out. You search for some form of decent way to cover yourself, but it looks like everything else has been taken. You own not a sock, shoe, bra, pair of panties, or extra skirt or blouse...

You change into the skirt with the square in the front. You feel really, really strange, it's like wearing a bikini except with no back. Every step you take sends cool air to your pussy, which is getting moist from the thought of all this voyeurism. You try to shake the thoughts out of your head, but they won't go away.

You look one last time in the bag. As you are bending over, you realize that if you ever bend over with people around, they are going to get a direct look into your gaping pussy and asshole. This is crazy...