Stripping Down

You regretted the fact that you wore a thong today.

You: "Alright get over youre!" You grumble, you fold your magazine and head the direction Pebble pointed. You can hear his sheepish shuffling behind you. You grab him by the hand and drag him into a supply room wyoure you close and lock the door.

Pebble: "My name is Pebble by the way, are you really going to get naked?"

You: "This is a terrible first impression Pebble. Don’t get too cocky, I’m keeping my underwear on, I'm not sure if that's what you want but that’s the best you’re going to get." Pebble looks at his watch, he's a boyish elf.

Pebble: "That will have to do, can you hurry up, I need to get back to the line"

You: "Alright jeez, guess romance is dead." You scowl at the strange situation you've got yourself in. You slowly unbuttoned your work shirt. You took it off revealing your perky tits and your muscular shoulders. You unbuttoned your skirt and dragged it down your legs. Your thin thong did little to cover your bubble butt. You finished taking off your clothes and you and Pebbles eyes meet again, this time with your body on full display.

Pebble: "Wow!"

You chuckle before saying, "Well I'm happy your a fan."

Pebble: "Can you turn around, I want to see your ass."

You shrug, you're already this far. You turn around bending over slightly to make your ass flex. It looks massive and the thong between your legs is swallowed by your two round cheeks. You hear the click of a camera, as Pebble reveals the cellphone from his pocket.