Roya

(Originally by Stretchweasel)

It was surreal for Roya to be standing naked in her own office building. She took a few ginger steps out of the washroom, her prodigious breasts jiggling this way and that with every movement. A stray gust from the air conditioner sent a chill up her still-damp backside, throwing her exposure into sharp relief in her mind. She crossed her arms under her chest to steady herself and hustled forward.

Roya and Mimi had both agreed that her streak would be complete if she could reach her own office. Once there, she would have to bring back her "World's Hottest Boss" coffee mug to prove that she made the full run. At first, Roya's plan was to sprint down to her office as fast as she could and get the dare over with, but as she made her way down the corridor she began to feel a little thrill. Slowing down to a saunter, she started humming to herself. From there, it wasn't long until the dancing started. By the time she reached her office door, she was entirely letting loose with the refrain of "You Make Me Feel like a Natural Woman". She flew through her door like she was taking the stage at a Broadway musical, dropping to her knees and belting to the back row.

Then she heard laughter.

"What?" she said, jumping to her feet and scrambling to catch her breasts. "Who's there?"

"Hold on," said a voice that she could now tell was coming from the intercom on her desk. The speaker took a second to get control of herself before answering. "Hi, boss. It's me, Trixie. And let me tell ya, that was some show you just put on."

Roya silently cursed herself. Trixie was the computer geek up in security. It was her job to monitor all the surveillance cameras that Roya had forgotten were still running.

"Trixie, you had better erase that footage," said Roya.

"Wow, you are very naked right now," said Trixie. "I love it. What happened? Did you get caught?"

"Trixie, I... What do you mean, 'caught'?"

"Listen, I would love to sit here and tease you about your big ol' butt," said Trixie, "but you and I both have a problem right now. You see, it would seem that June orchestrated a false quarantine, and all of the women in the building are being towed outside and stripped naked in front of everyone and their mom. Near as I can see, the only ones left are you, me, and Mimi."

"Dammit, June!" Roya said. "When I get my hands on her--"

"You'll have to finish that thought later, Bouncy," said Trixie, "because I'm tracking a pair of lady-strippers closing in on your twenty, fast. Now, if you do exactly what I tell you to do, both of us can get out of this with our dignity intact. Got it?"

Roya didn't appreciate the informal tone coming from her subordinate, but she had no other options.

"Good," said Trixie. "So, here's the thing: you're not going to be able to go back the way you came. I was going to suggest you squirm through the ventilation system, but your T&A is looking a little too copious for that. However, I'm pretty sure I can give you the jump on them if you'd like to try to strip them both naked before they can nab you."