Taking stock

What the fuck? Seriously, what the fuck?

Yang was becoming increasingly distressed as she looked everywhere to confirm over and over that her gym bag and clothing were gone. And that the only piece of cloth she currently had access to was a small wet wash cloth, barely big enough to shield her pussy or one of her nipples from view.

Okay, don't panic. Think this through logically. First off, do I have anything in my locker I could use?

Yang quickly put in the combination of her locker and opened the door, suddenly very mindful that she was standing in the middle of an open locker room completely naked. She opened the door and frowned as she saw it contained nothing except hygiene products.

So no extra clothes. Is there anything in this locker room that could help me cover up?

Unfortunately Beacon was an institute that prided itself on it's student's independence. Which in Yang's case unfortunately materialized in that the school did not provide free towels in the locker rooms, saying that it was the student's responsibility to take care of themselves. Which also saved on laundry costs for the school. There wasn't even any shower curtains she could take. All Beacon shower cubicles were curtain-less as a measure to help prepare them for missions by reducing body shyness.

Then how about the Lost and Found? Perhaps someone had left a towel or a shirt or something.

Well unfortunately the gym's Lost and Found was located in the gym office, which was closed and locked right now.

Yang growled in frustration as every potential solution she thought up was shot down immediately afterwards. So that left her completely naked in the gym with only a tiny white wash cloth and no scroll to call for help from her team. Oh, and she was still soaking wet from her shower. Great. Just great.

Maybe there could be something in the men's locker room?

Just then, she heard someone enter the gym followed by the pushing of a rickety cart. Instinctively she covered her big breasts with one arm while her other hand shielded her pussy.

"Jeez it always gets so creepy in here with no one around." She heard a man say from where she guessed the entrance to the men's locker room was.

Dammit it's the evening janitor! Why is he actually on time for once!?

Yang didn't really like the janitor she would sometimes see enter the gym at the end of the day to begin cleaning. He was a middle aged man with a big gut. He'd never actually done anything to warrant her mistrust other than a few seconds of checking out her and other huntress students as they walked out. But it had been just that, a few stares at attractive women that might have been a bit longer than was considered polite. Still, she'd really rather not have to trust a stranger she didn't like to get her out of this mess. Or chance the possibility of him seeing her naked. But it might be her best option.

So her options right now were to call out to the possibly untrustworthy janitor, or leave the gym.

Wandering the halls of Beacon completely naked wasn't what she would call a good move. But most people were at the dorms right now instead of the school building. Surely there must be something she could use? All she had to do was muster the courage to walk out the door in nothing but her birthday suit.

If the wrong student catches me I'd be the laughingstock of Beacon. And if a teacher catches me I'd have detention for probably weeks!