Rose is mistaken for a younger girl...

Rose decided that first and foremost she needed a drink! In a dank bar she could hide from view for a while, get her frazzled thoughts together. Plus, after this violating day, she needed some ****! Normally it would be lunacy for a woman to be nude in a bar, but the guard had assured her no man would harm her. Besides, she could take care of herself, though she wished she had her rapier and daggers. At least they had returned her purse, which now was clutched tightly over her bare crotch.

She found a tavern within seconds. This may be a strange new land, but sailors still craved strong drink when they got to shore! Cupping her body, she shuffled down the street. Almost everyone looked twice at her. It made sense. All the women here towered over her, with curvy, tan bodies. She was short, pale and skinny. Besides that she was the only one with bright red hair she'd seen her. To top it all off, all the other women walked around naked calmly, as though they were fully clothed. She had her hands clamped over her body, hunched over. She wished she could act like these other women, but years of ingrained modesty prevented her. So everyone stared as she shuffled through the crowd. She felt even more exposed every time her bare body brushed against a fully clothed man. Shuddering, she pushed her way to the tavern.

She pushed the salon style door open, but to her surprise, a large, meaty hand grasped her shoulder, pushing her back.

"What are you doing?" She asked, horrified to the unwelcome touch while she was bare!

"Don't play games." A large, heavy set man said. "Foreign red head or not, everyone knows that taverns or for adults."

"But I AM an adult!" Rose yelped.

"Sure kid." He laughed. "Now get out of here or I'll flag down a guard to drag you up to school!"

Rose stumbled back, in shock. She'd never been banned from a tavern! She'd started drinking at bars when she was 15! She often made her living slipping drunk's purses at the bar! Apparently though, by the standards of this horrid place, she looked like a child? She was 22! Could it be true? She looked down at herself. She wasn't that boyish... was she? She'd seduced men before, she knew she was beautiful! But, looking at one of the nude goddesses walking by, she was worried she actually did look like a child when compared with that!