ENF: Embarrassed Nude Female

Product Information

When I was in college, I was part of the committee to prep the auditorium for graduation. It was me and Ashlee who were doing the bulk of the work. Ashlee and I had been in a couple of classes together and got on really well. She was about 5’9’’ with decently sized b cup breasts and while her butt wasn’t especially thicc but she had excellent wide hips and cute cheeks.

Ahh,” Anna fell to her knees and hugged her breasts. She still had her bra, but it meant little with nearly everything above her ankles being gone. “W-what happened?” Anna looked up, seeing her shirt caught in the closed window. She let out a heavy sigh, finding the first bit of stress relief since ruining her panties in the bathroom. With the dirt rinsed away, Anna closed her eyes and took in the steamy atmosphere she was creating. It was very soothing to the body and mind, and she wanted to take it in just a little longer. The woman was fidgeting and continued looking frantically around the room. She kept saying, “I can’t. I just CAN’T. Don’t make me do this. Just let me go, okay?” Anna’s feet met the ground just fine, but something was wrong. Her shirt was tightly pulling against her body. Before Anna could figure out what was wrong, the buttons on the shirt gave way, causing it to open wide. Anna hadn’t even realized what was going on yet, and her arms slid through the sleeves of her shirt, leaving her in just a bra and her footwear.She had to keep her pace slow, as much as she wanted to run. Running would mean that skirt would flutter all over the place. So Anna continued her path, thinking about how her lower half was at risk. But I do love helping out people in third world countries!” she said gathering up all the clothes at the lost and found into a neat pile.

She moved her hands to cover her womanhood as she began to walk. Anna’s heart was racing as she stayed close to the wall of the school. It felt warm between her legs. Warmer than it should be. Was she getting turned on by this? By being isolated from her clothes? The first girl giggled, “Yeah, now that I think about it… you should have at least grabbed your uniform.”

She took a deep breath and slowly approached the door, and did what she should have done in the first place. A shaking hand slowly opened the door, while the other pulled the torn skirt. Anna then silently shut the door. Anna tried to think what it could be. Was it some kind of tag? Why would a tag be so annoying? Maybe it was something else. Let me start by saying that we aren't related by blood in anyway. After I realized how our relationship would be viewed, I did some research on it. Our relationship also started not long after I turned 18. Originally posted on Deviantart, November 25 2015, and as an interactive on CHYOA, September 28 2015

Anna waited for what felt like five minutes. The alarm was still beeping, but the sprinklers never turned on. A good sign, that meant there was probably no real fire.

A slow, shaking hand pushed the door open, and Anna stepped in. The tile of the hallway felt different now that she was barefoot. It wasn’t a sensation Anna wanted to think about. Her hand returned to its duty of covering her intimates as she started to move down the hallway.

I don’t think your story sounds right.” The second girl waved her hand. “If you were really in trouble, you would have put these clothes on right away instead of leaving them out.” Oh yeah right!” The second girl scoffed. “The towel basket is right by the shower.” She had a sly grin. “I think something else is going on…”The naked, wet woman listened for the footsteps and listed for the door to open and shut. Anna assumed she was alone. Currently, it was algebra, which Anna was talented at. In fact, she tended to read ahead on the lessons. Anna was a couple of chapters ahead of the class. She did her best to take her mind off her adrenaline rush as she waited. After a few minutes, the bell rung again, and students started heading towards their next class. Anna couldn’t hear anyone else in the bathroom now, which meant she was alone. When she got there, the door was open. There was no sign of the staff at all. Just as she had hoped, they were all outside. So she went inside. The office felt less open than the halls, which was a small blessing. Although what Anna would have really liked was her gym uniform. Anna had only dabbled with cloth and textile one time, but she was confident she could fix her panties. She took a step forward to choose a machine but felt resistance. Upon turning to look, she saw her skirt get caught in the door somehow.