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Chapter 7 by dr_wankenstein dr_wankenstein

Want to see some more naked nightmares?

Yes, I want to see some more naked nightmares

Peony Drummond, 1904, stood in a greengrocer's shop, having her breasts weighed by hand. Customers smirked as the plump blonde squirmed in place, nude except for a thin dusting of flour. The grocer took his time, fondling her thoughtfully, using the time-honoured technique of a firm slap to assess the value of her buttocks. Finally she was made to stand on a scale and read out her weight three times in a loud clear voice to everyone in the shop, before she was sent to stand in the window with a price of a shilling a pound chalked on her left tit.

Martina Fonseca, 1733, was the captain of a pirate ship. But she was the only woman aboard, and to punish her for being the captain, the men had stripped her and thrown all her clothes into the sea. She scampered around the deck, hands folded between her olive-dark thighs, voice breaking into a squeal as she attempted to bark orders, while the crew stood around with their hands in their pockets and laughed at her antics. Didn't they know a hurricane was coming? She could see it on the horizon! But she was naked, and a woman, so they wouldn't listen to anything she said.

Fan Dongmei, 2021, was loafing around in the electronics shop where she worked, when suddenly all the TVs flicked to a news channel. A video of her in her bedroom, sucking on a big pink dildo and frantically masturbating to blowjob porn, began to play on the screen. Her phone buzzed in her pocket. A text message from an ex-boyfriend alerted her to the fact that he'd had hidden cameras in every apartment she'd lived in for the last ten years. He'd hacked her social media and was now posting all the most intimate clips to her thirty thousand followers. Then a laser shot out from her phone and vaporised her clothes while a tinny electronic laugh played.

Joan Mackenzie, 1969, stood petrified in front of the class at the very exclusive British private school where she worked. It was her very first day at work, and a terrible thing had happened. All of her clothes had fallen off!

Is that enough? I could go on.

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