Working It

One would expect that, after weeks of following the pair around naked, that I wouldn't be bothered anymore by being nude out in public...but even now, my mind still half-hopes I can go back to it... even though I signed up to be naked at the airport. Letting out a sigh, I roll my shoulders as I notice Tori and her boss, whom I've been observing for the last few weeks.

With both of them smiling gently back at me, as I do my best to remain casual despite the ramifications of agreeing to go everywhere naked from now on... or work, trying to contact me the whole time I was abroad with them. Smiling back, holding my arms carefully at my sides, I declare, "Looks like I need to get back to work to see what can be done. Would you be willing to drive me back...?

I trail off as he chuckles, "Sure, if you don't mind having to sit next to Tori a bit longer," to which I nod as she giggles next to me.

I turn to face her in time to see her bounce up next to me, "I can help put on your temporary tattoos! That way they know why you're naked." We all laugh at that, surprised and yet happy for it all the same.

The fact I'm going to be going everywhere really started to sink in with that, and I nod back, "Sure.... that would be great." to which she smiles back, rubbing her hand between my shoulders before pulling out the stick-on temoraries.

"Ok...hold still now. You don't want these going on crooked, now do we?" To which I giggle back, doing my best to remain casual and hold myself still... even as I notice I'm being pointed and stared at by my random passersby.

Waiting patiently, I felt her placing them on me as she goes around me. One on my left shoulder, the small of my back... Some seems a rather more promiscuous than I would have expected... Between my breasts, or for that matter, just inches from my shaved mound? I had to fight to keep from squirming as she worked carefully, looking over every inch of my exposed body closely, I could oracically see her head bobbing about inches from my exposed skin. Holding myself still now seems to take more an effort than it had anytime during our time together the last few weeks. Time passes by excruciatingly slowly as she carefully places each one, making sure every detail goes just right.

I felt her breath on my skin, notably on my ass, breasts, thighs, waist and ... intimate folds. I notice people smirk and laugh, amused at our antics. As she works, she glances up at my face, smiling as she retorts, "Don't forget, these temporary tattoos must remain visible at all times if you intend to stay in the good graces of the law."

I find myself smirking at that, keenly feeling the tattoos clinging tightly to my skin. Letting out a huff, I notice a smile shining from her boss's face, and following a moment of silence, I manage to reply, "No way I could forget something like that with you around!" to which her smile widens, moving casually around me, making a show of how much she was enjoying every moment of it. Finally, she stands next to me, rubbing her hand across my back, "Someone has to keep you on the straight and naked narrow.", which she quickly follows up by giving me a pat before turning to smirk over at her boss, "Alright, she's all set... ready to check her back in?"

He smirks back, offering me his hand, as he smiles back and retorts, "Let's!" To which I smile back, taking his right hand in mine, and we head back to his car. It does not take us long to drive there, with Tori holding tight to me the whole way. "If you really did wear clothes at some point, how will they react at seeing you so bereft, I wonder?"

I pause, unsure how to act as he pulls into the lot... the center of it, placing my nakedness on open display as much as possible. As he kills the engine, he amusingly declares, "Well, we'll soon find out, don't you think?"

She nods, getting out, and I follow close behind. Her boss takes the lead, with Tori and myself close behind. We walk in, and soon I'm at the check-in desk, the guard smirking at me, "It's not every day someone arrives here already undressed... Usually, they need to enter the exam room first!"

Tori smirks at that, a shine to her eyes as she glances over at me, "Yes, well, she's back from her little observational trip with my boss... and she's officially a nudist now, as you can see by the sick-on tattoos.

He pauses, looking me over once more, before declaring, "Ah, finally back! Good to see so much of you. The boss was wondering what happened to you. I'm sure Tiffany can lead you from here. One sec while I call her in."

I pause, nodding, waiting patiently with them as I can, exposed. It seems to take far too long before finally Tiffany arrives, "My, our wayward new hire has finally returned.... and apparently has given up on wearing clothes... I would never have expected! Have you given away your clothes yet? Perhaps I could get my hands on some afterwords... hmm?"

She smirks, leading Tori and her boss to laugh at that. Tori rubs her hands across my body, before replying, "I'm sure something can be arranged. As you can tell, she no longer has need of them. Not sure if she really did, honestly."

Tiffany nods, smirking back with a lop-sided grin, taking a moment to stare before shaking her head, "Indeed...Well, in the meantime, let's see what her boss has to say. Come along, Bridget."

I resist letting out a gasp, keenly aware of my abundant lack of clothes, and I follow behind her closely. She leads me through the lobby, passing by an untold number of guests and my co-workers alike. Finally, we get to her secretary's guest, where she has her assortment of spare clothes, and I have to resist the urge to gasp or reach out and touch the fine fabrics.

She caught me staring, smirking back once more before declaring, "You gave all that up while away, remember? Soon, even your clothes will be mine, at least, what I want, anyway. Perhaps some of the haul will join them...never know. Now, our boss awaits within."

I manage to nod, turning and following her through the office doors.