The "Loud" Option (END)

After an awkward silence between the three, the guard was first to break it with a loud, dramatic exhale. "Welp. I'm going to be honest. I have no good fix for this. How did this happen anyway?" She questioned, glancing back at Tiffany.

"Well, I guess this was all some sort of a prank by a friend of mine. She told me to take off my bikini so she could buy it while I was showing it to her when the last-minute announcement saying we had 2 minutes to buy our clothes came on. Guess she thought it would be funny to take all my clothes and money, too..." Tiffany explained, her face reddening to a bright strawberry red. Katy smirked, and stifled a laugh before speaking. "So you stripped naked right out here? You really made it easier on her, didn't you? I get that almost everyone was gone from the store, but that was pretty bold."

"Attention shoppers." A calm, monotonic voice spoke over the intercom. "Our location closes all stores by 8:30 pm, with all customers and employees required to have exited the mall by 9:00. Please make your way outside as soon as possible, and have a great day!"

Suddenly, the guard tapped her forehead. "Of course! If we wait for all the customers to leave, then you'll have no issue getting back to your car! All the employees will be busy cleaning up still. This way, you can get back to your car and go home as if its no big deal! You have your wallet and keys. Technically, that should be all you need to get home, right?"

Tiffany imagined herself dressed as she currently was, running through the mall. She shivered, and grew so embarrassed she couldn't even look the security girl or Katy in the eyes. "Are you telling me to run naked through a mall? I'd rather die, if I'm being honest. Having to talk to 2 complete strangers with my tits and ass on display is bad enough. I don't think there's any way I can streak through a mall, with who knows how many employees watching from windows. What if someone sees me and calls you to come grab me?"

"I can make sure nobody gets too upset about a certain 'streaker' if they happen to catch you. I know everybody in the building, they'll listen if its from me. Plus, in my experience, hardly anyone gets too upset if the streaker is a pretty girl in her 20's. Guys get to look at a naked chick, and girls can laugh a little bit. Hard to get too mad, since they are 'young and dumb' as the saying goes. In your case, they won't know it isn't intentional, but it doesn't matter since nobody here is going to remember your face." She encouraged, a smile on her face. Katy nodded her head in agreement. "I know most of the people who work around here, since there's barely 20 stores left here anymore. I can't afford to lend you some clothes, but nobody will care. If you just run for it, the most you'll get is a couple of laughs and that's it. People have streaked the entire mall on purpose plenty of times. All you are is a drop in a wider bucket of naked people."

Tiffany looked down at her body again, debating what to do. "I've already been seen naked. They said that all the customers will be gone, and it's not like I can avoid being seen naked if I try and go around the mall from the outside. There's plenty of stores and restaurants on the outer rim that stay open later, so if anything I might run into more people..." Tiffany thought to herself. Luckily, her car was parked close to an obscure side entrance away from other stores. Unluckily, it was all the way on the other side of the building, and down a floor.

With her resolve steeled, Tiffany took a deep breath. "How long should I wait?" Tiffany asked. The guard began to walk off in the opposite direction, and winked as she said "I'll give out a signal so that you know it is clear."

*Thirty Minutes Later*

"Are you sure you can do this? You look really nervous." Katy comforted, as she folded some jeans and put them onto a cart. She had yet to coerce Tiffany into walking with her into the main floor of the store, so she was trying to progress on her closing duties list while staying with her for comfort.

Tiffany shrugged, her arms dropped to her side. She had decided that if she was going to run naked through the mall, she needed to conserve every amount of energy she could. One arm had started getting sore from being clutched tightly against her breasts for so long, so she let both drop. While she was embarrassed to have somebody see her bare pussy, and uncovered tits, she knew that it was pointless in comparison to how much Katy had already seen of the rest of her body.

"If I'm being honest, no. There's no amount of psyching myself up I can do to get ready for this." Tiffany explained, in exasperation.

Katy raised an eyebrow. "Well, how about we practice. Let's just take a walk around the store. It's just you, me, and Gina. But she's got her headphones in and is basically a zombie until she takes them off, so you may as well pretend she isn't here."

Tiffany considered her offer briefly, and shrugged. "Why not. Guess I need to make my way to the front door at some point anyways..."

Katy quickly put down the jeans, and pointed out the door, motioning for Tiffany to follow. Hesitantly, Tiffany followed along in pursuit, abandoning the dressing room hall. Now out in the open, Tiffany became hyper-aware of her nudity. The clothes store was fairly large, possessing one large showroom of a 300x300 foot area. She imagined several people milling about the store, trying to select something among the thousands of outfits to wear. All of them selecting a new outfit, while Tiffany herself barely had a pair of pink socks and an old (but beautiful) necklace on her person. She quickly shook her head. "Can't imagine stuff that makes it seem even worse. That'll just make me freeze up." Tiffany told herself, trying to move forward. She kept pace with Katy, as she continued talking about something Tiffany wasn't quite paying attention to. However, she couldn't help but subconsciously raise both her hands up to support and shield her breasts.

Finally at the front door, Tiffany looked out into the main portion of the mall. White tile floors, with occasional fake plants and benches were scattered about the top floor. The mall was half-full, so many stores on the top floor sat unoccupied. Tiffany tried to form a route in her head. Given the mall was shaped as a T, with three separate wings, the second floor was a small walkway which ran the border of the whole mall's main complex area and had three flights of stairs as entry points. The one closest to Tiffany had been closed off for some sort of investigation involving an injury, so that left her the option of either looping in the wrong direction to get to one flight of stairs, or taking the side she was currently on to access the stairs closest to her entrance. She quickly decided on the latter, nodding her head. Suddenly, a loud voice came over the intercom.

"Attention Von Mall Employees. With all guests having exited the building, please pay no mind to the streaker in the main complex of the mall. She has been given special clearance by security to go to her car naked, as she was pranked by a friend, and had all her clothes stolen. If you see an auburn haired girl wearing pink socks and with her hair wrapped in a pony tail, disregard her state of dress, and please try to refrain from taking video or photo evidence. If I see anyone staring at her... Well I don't blame you. Streakers are there for everyone's entertainment anyways." There was a scuffling sound over the intercom, as if someone was trying to wrestle it away from the guard. "...Anyways, there's a naked girl running around, so please don't bother calling security about it. Naked chick, that's your cue to make a run for it."

Tiffany stood dumbfounded for a moment, gulping as her chest tightened. "So much for being stealthy..." She thought to herself. Suddenly, before she had a chance to react, the front door suddenly swung open, and she was pushed from behind out into the main complex. She paused, frozen and shocked for just a moment, before turning on a heel as fast as she could and gunning it for the door. Unfortunately, her socks were too slippery for such an agile movement, so Tiffany stumbled for just a moment before getting back to her feet. This gave Katy the time she needed to not only close the door, but lock it from the inside too. Tiffany's heartbeat began to quicken as she watched Katy wave goodbye, and walk off with the key. Looking on the ground, she could see Katy at least had the courtesy to leave her with her wallet and keys, so she could still get to her car. Tiffany turned to her left, taking a slow turn around as she looked in all directions. The mall's air felt naturally colder, causing Tiffany to shiver. Then she looked across the walkway towards the other section of the walk that bordered another portion of shops, across an open gap. Her heart skipped a beat, as she looked in all directions.

People were watching. Plenty of people. Tiffany could see one young toy store clerk fake-sweeping to blatantly stare across the walkway. Another apparel shop two shops down with two girls pretending to clean the outside glass, but were now staring aghast in her direction. To her left, in the neighboring store, an old man had his mouth agape as he noticed the bare beauty outside his store. And many others who either accidentally, or very intentionally ended up in a location where their eyes immediately fell upon Tiffany. "Oh my god..." Tiffany said quietly to herself, as she raised an arm to drape over her boobs, and a hand quickly shot down to cover her pussy. It felt like silence fell over the entire mall, with around twenty onlookers looking in Tiffany's direction, still in shock, and awaiting her next move. Tiffany found herself unable to move, frozen solid in the place where she stood.

Finally, after about ten seconds of a standoff, a knocking came from behind her. She quickly turned around, having changed her mind, and desperately wanting to get back inside. "Best get going, you're putting on a little bit of a show. Stand there for much longer, and they might ACTUALLY start taking pictures." Katy yelled through the glass, motioning towards the left. Tiffany quickly took a deep breath, turned around, and ran as fast as she could down the walk towards the other flight of stairs.

That seemed to be enough to break the awkward standoff, because everyone immediately reacted as she took off running. The boy in the toy store just chuckled to himself, and decided work could wait while he watched it all play out. Both of the girls cleaning the windows let out whistling in Tiffany's direction, indicating their support and recognition of the daring act. The old man shrugged, and returned back to counting his money indifferently. Tiffany blushed, but kept running full speed ahead, not planning on slowing down until she got to the other stairwell. Unfortunately, she was interrupted by some caution tape about halfway to her destination. She could see a janitor had roped off the area, and there was a green mixture spread all over the ground ahead. She tried to halt immediately, but her fast pace and slippery socks meant she instead slid, and fell onto the floor, uncovering herself. Looking up, she could see she had skidded to a halt directly in front of the rope, with the janitor looking down at her. The black, older man had a wide smile and a beard spread across his face, as she slowly recovered and stood back up.

"Well, you must be that streaker. My name is Derek. If you're looking to get past here, well... You may have to wait a good bit. Some poor girl ate a bad hot dog, and spilled her guts on the floor." The janitor explained. Tiffany began to stammer, looking around in all directions. "I- I... The stairs..." She stammered.

"Well, if you need to get down that bad, you'll have to go around to the ones in the other section. It's a pretty far walk, but I guess in your case that's all the better." He explained with a shrug. Tiffany looked past the man, and briefly considered just running through the area to get back to her car as fast as possible. Looking down at her feet, she decided the humiliation of taking a longer route was better than stepping in barf. Rolling her eyes, she quickly darted back in the other direction, the janitor watching her ass jiggle lightly with each hasty step.

In about 3 minutes, Tiffany had circled to the spill, and then back. She ran the calculation in her head, and realized that the walk along the upstairs portion alone was probably another 5 minutes, or 3 minutes if she ran. Then a 7 minute run across the longer length of the downstairs portion, and a 30 second sprint to her car. Sprinting full speed already had drained her stamina greatly, so Tiffany reluctantly began to slow her pace in an attempt to conserve her energy. Looking back towards the other side, she realized she would be coming face to face with the two girls who had been cleaning the glass. Rounding the corner, Tiffany almost slipped again when she tried to run too fast around the edge, so she decided that she had to choose between covering herself, or freeing her arms to maintain balance when sprinting. Deciding for the first, Tiffany slowed to a speed-walk, as she approached the apparel store. The two girls emerged from within, each carrying a grin on their face.

"Wow. You've got to be the bravest girl I've ever met. I'd die in your situation right now if I were you."

"How does it feel? My boyfriend keeps trying to convince me to go streaking with him around our apartment complex. Is it weird?"

Tiffany tried to ignore the two, as she burned a bright red on her face. But she also felt answering questions would get them to leave her alone, and ignore her. "I'm mortified. I can't believe I'm running through the mall naked. Nina is going to get... something. I don't know. She's my best friend, so I can't stay mad forever. But this is the most embarrassing moment of my life." Tiffany said in a mutter, dodging their gaze.

The two girls exchanged a mutual, empathetic look. Suddenly, one girl took off back into the store, realizing that Tiffany probably wanted to be left alone. The other, brown haired girl continued to walk alongside Tiffany. "Well, that's a pretty pessimistic way of looking at it. Sure, it sucks, but think about it. You might be the only person in the world who found a way to streak through the mall without getting in trouble with security, or having people judge you as some pervert. That's gotta be the thrill and opportunity of a lifetime, no?"

Tiffany smiled a little. "I guess my adrenaline's pumping. But I never signed up for this! Everyone seems hellbent on stripping me naked, and parading me around for some reason." Tiffany explained.

"Well, maybe it's because you're a pretty good sport about it. Not a lot of people could do this and still be friends with someone. You even called that girl who did this to you your friend. Also, you've got a pretty nice body, so I can't imagine anyone gets disgusted when they see you. I find it pretty entertaining, watching you run around butt naked. Fills me with some indescribable joy. Like, I could never be mad about it, y'know?" The girl shyly explained. Tiffany raised an eyebrow. Now she was picking up on a common denominator. Whenever she found herself stripped in front of others, it always seemed like they were extremely grateful she was naked. Shaking her head, she shook it off as it being funny, and focused on the task ahead.

Continuing her naked pace down the walk, she noticed the toy store clerk looking her directly in the eyes, giving a slight wave. She briefly considered returning one, but decided that doing so would bare a nipple to the clerk, something she wasn't quite so eager on giving up. Next, came the donuts shop, where she was greeted by a polite old lady with a donut in her hand. "This one's on the house. I saw you turning around, and figured you could use a little pick me up. You look pretty tired." She offered, extending the donut in Tiffany's direction as she quickly approached. Tiffany blushed, and initially planned to decline, but a rumble in her stomach told her that she absolutely needed it. She quickly seized it, nodding her head in thanks as she briefly flashed a nipple. The older woman couldn't help but laugh. "Oh dear. I would stop trying to cover up. You keep stumbling around all over the place. Pretty soon, everyone is going to be done closing up, and will start trying to get home. Unless you want to get seen by all hundred or so of the employees at the mall, you may want to high-tail it." She offered, as Tiffany rounded the corner, having already finished the donut in her adrenaline-fueled hunger.

Upon hearing this, Tiffany heard a door open up ahead, and about six assorted workers approximately her own age spilled out of an IT shop. Upon seeing the naked girl in front of them, the four guys in the group quickly stared agape, while the two girls collapsed into laughter, leaving Tiffany deeply embarrassed, and quickening her pace as she squeezed past. She considered the older woman's advice, and took a deep breath before letting her arms down to her side, and sprinting the remaining distance to the stairs. With her arms freed, she could grab onto the railing to stop herself from falling and quickly moved down the stairs. She heard the group from above yelling "Run faster, Run!" in encouragement. She looked to the right, and narrowed in on the final, long stretch. Taking off, Tiffany couldn't help but look in a glass window at a reflection of herself. Her ponytail was flapping behind her, and down on her neck sat the necklace she found herself too attached to to take off. Her arms pumped in tune with her bare legs, which were matched in rhythm by her unrestrained breasts bouncing with each step, and her ass jiggling in tune as she continued to sprint forwards. She blushed, but smiled to herself slightly. "I look ridiculous..." Tiffany thought to herself. Then, Tiffany's seemingly clear run was very quickly interrupted by the sounds of multiple doors opening.

As if on direct cue for Tiffany's arrival at the ground floor, employees began filing out of the shops on the ground floor and floors above en masse. Tiffany quickly deduced that the old woman's warning had been true, and that all the employees were now filing out of the building. Her face reddened, as she sprinted past a dozen department store workers who were staring in her direction. Pretty soon after, the shock began wearing off as people filed into the main complex and headed towards the exits, many conversations became cut short as people began laughing and pointing in Tiffany's general direction as she sprinted past in all her naked, bouncing glory. She heard many various catcalls, or 'compliments' as she ran past.

"Streaker!" Loudly announced one man, pointing his coworkers eyes in her direction.

"Look at her butt!" A cashier announced, smiling as she watched Tiffany's cheeks jiggle.

"Oh my god..." Another man gasped, covering his mouth.

"Nice rack!" Cried a man who was beaming a wide smile. He promptly recieved a slug in the shoulder from a female coworker, who shot Tiffany a wink.

"Go girl!" An excited, jumping girl called in encouragement.

"Guess I will get to see a full moon tonight..." A man in glasses admired.

"Wow!" A shocked young woman exclaimed as Tiffany passed by.

"Look at em' bounce! That's hilarious!" Another, more giddy woman announced, pointing to her breasts.

"Can I get a picture?" One girl questioned, only to get ignored as Tiffany continued to spring towards her entrance. Finally, after a three minute run through a small crowd, she found the side entrance to the mall, and continued off for her escape. She wasted no time opening the door, and stopping for a moment as the icy air caused her nipples to harden in response. She instinctively covered her breasts, and took off running into the parking lot. Luckily, there were no more onlookers to watch as she fumbled for her car keys and attempted to get into her car. Finally home free, she climbed into the front seat, setting the heater to full blast as she relaxed into the comfort of the soft chair. She began to reflect, her adrenaline spike slowly dying down.

"That had to have been at least 80 people. I was seen naked by almost the whole mall's staff..." Tiffany said to herself, cowering into her seat. For some reason, instead of collapsing into a fit and crying like she'd initially expected and wanted to do, she had a flashback to when she glanced at herself in the mirror. Completely naked aside from the necklace, and her socks. That sight made her realize what everyone else really was seeing. She was not bad looking. Tiffany had already acknowledged that, but seeing it and facing her bare body firsthand in such an embarrassing situation she felt the same emotions everyone in the store felt. She admired her body's beauty, and it filled her with great happiness. Then she took in the situation, and couldn't help but laugh. "It's not every day you get to streak naked through a mall. That was... that was awesome." Tiffany thought to herself, a smile rising to her face. "I was stark naked in front of that many people, and not a single person ever told me I was a disgrace, or said something was wrong. Not even one person asked me to cover up, or asked me if I wanted clothes." Tiffany thought, as the car continued to gain heat slowly. It suddenly dawned on her.

"They didn't want me to." Tiffany thought to herself. "They find it so funny, or they think I'm hot. Or they don't care either way, but also don't care to bother with giving me something to wear. Everyone wants me to be naked. Am I... Am I really that sexy?" Tiffany thought to herself, looking down at her breasts and pussy. Finally, the car's cold engine light dimmed, giving Tiffany the clear to drive off. She took a last look at the mall, before taking a deep breath and sinking her foot lightly onto the gas pedal. "Well, time to hope I don't get pulled over." Tiffany thought to herself, as she drove off towards the highway.