Take the Bus

Mackenzie tapped her foot nervously as she tried to stay calm. She had been **** to leave the airport naked after missing her shuttle and had decided to take a bus. However, she had not accounted for the bus schedule. So, Mackenzie was **** to wait nearly 30 minutes for the next bus to arrive. She sat on a perforated bench, whose fence-like seat and back were leaving indentations in her bare skin, while she crossed her legs and folded her arms to provide a minimum of cover. That wasn't even the worst part. After arriving at the stop the Redhead had checked the bus route and discovered that there was no direct route to the hotel. There was a stop nearby, but the route would require her to take the bus around the entire Island! And so, she sat as cars drove by and pedestrians walked past. The locals barely noticed her, but the tourists all stared. Mackenzie bit her lip praying that the bus would pull up soon. Her only respite was that for some reason she was the only one waiting on the bus.

Finally, the bus did drove up and parked right in front of the redhead who was up on her feet and at the door before it even finished opening. She scurried inside happy to get out of sight for a second before unlike the stop the bus itself wasn't empty. As the bus pulled out Mackenzie stood up front before its occupants; her arms folded over her chest the poor girl's only cover. Again, she could tell the tourists from the locals based on their reactions. The locals barely raised an eyebrow at her nakedness while the tourist all stared, mouths ajar. Mackenzie couldn't help but squeal as she shuffled through the bus and took a seat in the very back.

Mackenzie blushed brightly the entire ride. She may have been in the back of the bus where it was hardest to see her but that didn't stop a few perverted tourists from unsubtly turning around to check her out or take a picture. One jackass actually tried to pretend he was stretching so he could video tape her! Mackenzie was fuming and wanted to curse the video maker out but restrained herself not wanting cause a commotion.

So, Mackenzie simply crossed her legs and looked out the window trying to focus on the scenery. Santos Marcelito was a beautiful island they drove past gorgeous vistas of the ocean and adorable fields of banana trees and coffee plants. It was a pleasant drive. Almost pleasant enough for Mackenzie to ignore how much the cloth seat made her butt itch.

The bus stopped in several small villages across the island with a few passengers getting on and off at each. Eventually however, the bus drove somewhere different. The beautiful ocean vistas became filled with tall glass buildings, the fields became sidewalks, and the small villages became hundreds and hundreds of pedestrians. Mackenzie felt her face become warmer as she realized they had just entered the nation's capital, Dame Avergon.

"Alright Kenz stay calm," Mackenzie told herself as the bus came to a stop and a large group of people got on. "You just have to ride on through this h-heavily populated area that's all. It's fine. No one out there can even tell you're naked." Mackenzie locked eyes with local on the street. He flashed her a friendly smile and Mackenzie instantly ducked down. The bus continued on making several stops across Dame Avergon and each time the bus filled up more and more. Mackenzie gritted her teeth as she realized what might be coming.

"Excuse me," A male voice asked. "Is this seat taken?"

Mackenzie squealed slightly, her cheeks burning as she glanced at the empty seat beside her. She wanted to say yes but that was such an obvious lie. "N-no, it's not taken," she stuttered, her voice barely audible over the hum of the engine. The man smiled politely, his eyes flicking over her before he sat down. He was dressed in casual clothes, a local from the look of it, and he seemed unfazed by her nudity. Mackenzie pulled her legs tighter together, her arms pressing harder against her chest as she turned her face toward the window. The glass was cool against her cheek, a small comfort as the bus lurched forward.

The man shifted slightly, his thigh brushing against hers. She desperately hoped he'd get off soon and their ride together would be silent. That second hope didn't last long.

"You are a tourist, yes?" He asked innocently much to Mackenzie's chagrin.

"Yes," she answered dryly. "This is my first time here."

"Really!" He said surprised turning to face her. "And your already naked? That's incredible. Most foreigner aren't prepared to embrace our clothes optional society so quickly. Even lifelong nudists! You honor us with your dedication."

"Gee thanks." Mackenzie mumbled sarcastically, something the man didn't pick up on.

"There is something you should probably look out for Senora. The Mirón."

"Mirón?"

"Si," he spoke plainly. "It roughly translates to Peeping Tom. While we have harsh laws against harassing our nudists citizens, there is little we can do about young foreigners who come to simply leer at our woman here in the city.

"Are you serious!" Mackenzies yelled a little too loud causing most of the bus's population to turn towards her. She blushes, sinking down into her seat. She tightened her arms around herself, her fingers digging into her arms as if trying to physically hold herself together.

"Don't worry once you get to know the city, you'll know how to avoid them."

"Great," She whispered.

As the bus continued to rumble through the city, Mackenzie's gazed out searching for The Mirón, expecting them to dash onto the bus with hungry eyes and camera phones to record her naked glory. Her anxiety peaked every time the doors hissed open, but fortunately no one came in instead waves of passengers flowed out, their footsteps echoing as they exited. With each departure, the weight of the crowd lessened, and Mackenzie's grip on herself slowly loosened. The man beside her shifted again, his leg brushing against hers, but as the bus approached another stop, he finally stood and left as well leaving Mackenzie as the last one on the bus save the driver. She exhaled in relief and for a brief moment let her arms drop actually relaxing for the first time since her vacation started. Mackenzie watched through the window as the city blurred by, the cool glass a meager comfort against her burning cheeks.

The bus traveled for a little while longer into a less populated section of the city before lurched to a stop, and the driver's voice came over the intercom, monotone and detached, "Final stop. Everyone off." Mackenzie, limply against the wall, immediately shot up to attention her eyes wide with shock and confusion.

"W-what!" she exclaimed leaning against the leather seat in front of her. "That can't be I need to get to the Belleza Revelada. The route map said you'd around the other half of the island."

"Sorry Senorita," The driver shrugged, "Looks like you misread the map."

"What!?" Mackenzie angrily yelled. The driver was unfazed and simply pointed up at the route map plastered behind his seat. Like the one at the station, it showed a map of island with red dots representing stops connected by red lines. There were many dots and lines in the capital so it could easily become kinda jumbled, so when Mackenize squinted and really looked at it, she was horrified to realize to of the dots weren't connected.

"Were you under the impression we just circled the island over and over forever?" The bored driver explained. "We stop and start here."

"b- b- bu- b- but," Mackenzie said shaking. "How am I supposed to get to my hotel?"

"Just take the evening bus." The man sighed. "It goes around for the evening route."

Mackenzie almost smiled. She still had a way to get to the hotel. It would involve streaking to the next bus stop but hey it was better than nothing. However, upon examining the route map yet again her smile vanished.

"But wait, that stop. I-It looks like it's across town!"

"That's because it is, but I won't worry about it. You've got time. The evening drive doesn't start till five, so you've got a good 3 hours. So do some sightseeing or whatever."

Mackenzie's heart sank. Three hours. She was going to be stuck in this heavily populated city for three hours wearing nothing but a micropurse and a smile. She wanted to ask the bus driver for help, beg him to let her hide on the bus for the next few hours but it was clear she had already exhausted his patience. So, the redhead gathered her things, her face burning with embarrassment and she stood up and shuffled down the aisle, her bare feet making soft slapping sounds against the floor. She stood up before the doors waiting for the driver to open them. They hissed open, and a warm breeze greeted her as Mackenzie stepped out into the bustling city. Butt naked.