Streaking the way home.

"Alright, i guess i've always want to do this then", You rationalized as you remember that secretly you always wanted to run naked through the town, the stolen clothes part, was just a justification at this point.

"Let's do this then!", you yelled as you began to run naked out of the beach, and into the city.

As you were streaking, you felt many emotions along the way: embarrement, freedom, humilliation, excitement, shyness, fun, ect. But despite all of it, you felt a great experience doing it, though, and that's what kept you running through the way without stopping, at least for now.

Naturally, many people saw you running naked through the town, and as expected, you heard many things along the way.

"Look at her, she's streaking!", a female teen said to her friends.

"Yeah, i wonder what kind of pervert would do something like that", another of her friends said.

"Yeah...i wonder", said a certain blonde girl with nervousness, as if she was hiding something.

"And another video to my streaker collection, my god, at this point i'm going to be rich", some dude with a cam recorder said.

"It's streaking season or what ?", a college girl said confused.

"What a great pair of boobs", a guy commented.

"And her ass isn't too bad either", his friend also pointed out.

"This town is filled with perverts", a middle aged woman said.

"I ain't complaining", her husband said before getting slapped in the face by his wife.

"I would chase after her, but my work time is up", said a police officer who was exiting a police station that you passed by.

After a while, despite you running for a quarter of the city, there was still a long way to home, but you still have energy to do it, though a brief break would be nice.

Either way, after stopping for a little while, you begin the next track of the way.