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Fluorescent lights buzzed in the ceiling high above Kim. Her eyes scanned every direction around her as she made her subtle movements. Stealth had priority, as she had much to uncover. She felt she could blend in, but the raven-haired woman still made sure nobody watched her.

As she approached her target, her heart pounded in her ears. Her legs trembled with each step as she looked behind her again. Kim couldn’t afford to let anyone see her. This was too important. If anyone found out what she was doing this early in her mission, nobody would believe her claim. She had enough trouble convincing her best friends that someone was wrong.

Even they thought she was a little crazy.

Kim finally arrived at the little alcove. After one final inspection to be sure she wasn’t followed, she smirked. “Time to build a truth bomb.” She weaved her fingers together and pressed outward, earning little pop sounds. With her hands loosened up, she reached towards her hips and patted around.

“...Right…” Kim narrowed her eyebrows. They moved for her purse and withdrew her phone. She started inspecting everything that sat in front of her. One hand would make something presentable, while the other handled the camera. A smirk appeared on Kim’s face. Nobody knew that she was about to expose the colossal secret that nobody could prove.

“Can I help you find something tod-”

“GAH!” Kim gasped and bolted around.

“Oh! Hahaha!” The store employee put a hand on her chest and smiled at Kim.

“Don’t sneak up on people like that!” Kim hid her phone behind her so she couldn’t see. Her racing pulse seemed to growl in her ears, drowning out the ambiance of the shopping center. As the woman giggled, Kim shoved her phone back into her purse.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to.” The woman giggled again. She cleared her throat and nodded. “Can I help you find anything today?”

Kim looked away and grit her teeth. One hand balled into a fist before she forced herself to relax. “I um… I’m just browsing right now. So if you don’t mind?”

“Okay, if you need anything, I’ll be over there next to the fitting room.” The woman pointed to her right, to the center of the clothing department.

“Thank you, I’ll be sure to ask.” Kim gave the most polite smile she could muster, trying to put her eyes back on the clothing racks. Her toes gave impatient taps as she shifted away.

“Oh, and miss, I noticed you were looking at your phone.”

Kim’s blood turned to ice. She drifted her head back towards the woman. “Y-yeah?”

“I just wanted to let you know, we will price match our major competitors on the same brands. So if you find a better price, you can pay that here!” Added the cheerful woman.

Kim took a silent breath. “Oh, um, thanks. I’ll um… let you know.”

The saleswoman nodded and walked away, leaving Kim alone. Kim let out a heavy sigh as she put her hand to her chest. Her heart still raced away. She checked her surroundings to ensure nobody was looking and checked her phone.

Kim swiped her finger across the screen. Every picture that greeted her eyes had a clear display. With her evidence in place, Kim put her phone back in her purse. She frowned, knowing her plans came within inches of collapsing right then and there. That meant she needed more precautions.

Her eyes looked up to the ceiling and she frowned. Then she began to whisper and wag her finger at the ceiling. “You better make sure nobody bothers me. I have a lot of work to do.” A blush appeared on her face as she inspected other nearby aisles. Another woman was browsing shoes. The perfect test.

Kim took a deep breath and reached under her skirt. She gripped soft cotton and kept an eye locked on the shoe shopper.

The woman leaned down, looking over various boxes and appearing dissatisfied. She explored more of the aisle, searching for size tags as she went. Each step brought the unsuspecting woman closer to a very nervous Kim. After frowning at the final box, the woman started walking towards the end of the aisle.

Kim watched as the woman got closer, bit her lip, and began shifting her navy blue panties down her thighs. Chilling department store air bit into exposed flesh and forced Kim’s knees to shiver. Her cheeks showed more red, but she kept her eyes on the approaching woman.

The woman came to a halt and turned around. A quizzical expression showed on her face and then turned to a smile. She slid a shoe box off the shelf and started walking away. Further from Kim’s less than decent activities.

Kim wore a smirk of her own as she pushed her panties down to her ankles. She stepped out of the garment, snatched it up, and stuffed it in her purse. Her thighs pressed together, an involuntary reaction to her wardrobe change. With her green plaid skirt guarding everything from her hips to her knees, Kim patted it down to flatten it. Then, she took cautious steps to the shoe department.

The other woman was trying the shoes on. Kim smirked, seeing a bench that she could have used. One that was closer to where she found them. With balanced, firm steps, Kim made her way back towards the employee. There, Kim saw her busy with sorting rejects from the fitting rooms. As the woman stayed dedicated to her work, Kim took a step closer. Soon after, the woman stopped sorting, put a hand to her chin, turned around, and began walking away.

Kim’s smirk grew to a full grin. She looked up to the ceiling and raised her thumb. “Just keep doing that for me.” Her hand went back into her purse, retrieved her phone, and resumed her plan. She was now free to collect evidence on every skirt and pair of shorts she saw.

All the while, her heart continued to flutter. The shock of discovery had long worn off. Yet, Kim would still press her thighs together. She didn’t have the security of panties telling her everything was normal. In a way, she was sort of streaking the store. Her face stayed red, and she even giggled.

Then Kim shook her head. She attempted putting on a serious face. One with narrow eyebrows that focused on what was ahead. A subtle frown, with a curve small enough to look expressionless. She kept on, moving for her most important target; the jean shorts.

With one quick glance to make sure nobody was watching, Kim began inspecting every pair of shorts. But, she couldn’t slip her hands into any of the pockets. The brim of every pocket had stitches binding them to the denim. Upon looking inside, Kim found there were no pouches.

The pockets were lies.

“I knew it!” Kim hissed. She picked up her phone and tapped away on the camera icon. Each snapshot captured areas where pockets should be. Instead, there was smooth fabric everywhere Kim photographed. Just like on every skirt and pair of shorts she looked at in the women’s section.

With her evidence collected, Kim stuffed her phone into her purse and looked at her panties. Her blush resurfaced while looking at them. She hesitated and looked around again. The employee stayed distant, and she couldn’t spot the shoe shopper anymore. Kim pulled the zipper shut.

“There’s more to do,” Kim whispered while looking up. She kept a hand near her skirt, ready to grip it should a mischievous breeze flash her secret. As much as she worried, she took careful steps towards the men’s clothing department. A far greater supply of blue denim, light brown and black fabrics hung from clothes hangers.

Kim’s heart pounded in her ears as she took her camera, and began capturing the truth about pockets. All the while, Kim kept checking every direction. Her blush remained vibrant as she tugged her skirt down. She could hear people in the store, but somehow, no sound seemed distinct. Air conditioning vents blended with beeping registers and mindless chatter. All sounds that kept her on edge.

“Come on… I need you to do your thing today…” Kim hissed as clicked the camera button again. The sound of footsteps sent pressure to her ears. Her trembling hand shoved her phone back into her purse as her searching turned frantic.

“Can I help you find something today?”

There was nobody to her left, and nobody to her right. Kim gripped her skirt and kept searching. She swung her purse in front of her hips as she tried to steady her breathing.

“Yeah, I need a good pair of boots. Do you sell any?”

“Absolutely! Right this way!”

Kim held her breath as she saw two men pass her in a split second. The employee lead a man towards the heavy footwear. Neither stopped to so much as glance in Kim’s direction. They wandered until they left her view.

Kim sighed and slid a hand through her hair. She frowned at the ceiling, her vibrant blush never yielding. “Don’t scare me like that!” The dark haired girl bit her lip and crossed her arms. “I should have figured it would want more than that.” Hidden behind racks of pants, Kim peaked on the tips of her toes. Other shoppers wandered near her.

Her fingertips tapped against her legs through her skirt. She closed her eyes and shook her head. With a frustrated sigh, Kim slid her hands under her shirt. “I can’t risk being found out.”

Her white t-shirt slid up, letting crisp air splash against her midriff. The front sagged as her hands slid to her backside. A soft click signaled a loss of tension. Kim bit her lip as she tugged her simple white bra out from under the cloth.

She knelt down, now more aware of the material of her shirt, and stuffed the undergarment in her purse. Kim trembled a little more as she rose back to her feet, and peeked over the racks. Any other shoppers and employees that she could see moved away.

The raven-haired girl nodded and went back to her phone. Every fiber of her shirt tickled her liberated chest. She took a breath and forced her free hand to her side. Her heart accelerated. Less clothing secured her body, while her vulnerability secured her privacy. At least, that’s what she believed.

Kim swiped her fingertip over her touch screen, gripped her phone and sighed. Her free hand swept through her hair as she inspected the area around her. She was still alone in the noisy ambiance, though less than comfortable.

She put her phone away and nodded to herself. With her underwear hidden inside her purse, she took careful steps towards the front of the store. Each tap of her shoes against the floor punched through the thick buzzing in her ears. Her chest seemed to bob just ever so slightly in newfound freedom.

With another deep breath, Kim looked to the check out aisles and hesitated. Would it look odd if she left empty-handed? She bit her lip, walked to the aisle and picked out a few snacks. A chocolate bar looked perfect for the task. After picking out her favorite, she set it on the conveyor belt and smiled at the cashier.

“Got a sweet tooth?” The cashier giggled.

“It’s hard to resist!” Kim forced a nervous laugh. Her face still felt hot with blush. Was this woman on to her? Should she have taken more off? She cursed herself when she looked at her own socks.

The cashier scanned the chocolate bar and set it in front of Kim. “Anything else today?”

Before Kim could answer, her phone buzzed. “Sorry, just a sec.” She gave another unsteady giggle and reached into her purse. Her phone was still showing the pictures of the pants pockets! Kim’s eyes widened as she held her phone to her chest. How could she be so careless!?

Kim looked to the woman in front of her, giving her an odd stare with an eyebrow raised. She took rapid breaths as her fingers turned cold. That woman would know Kim found the truth!

“Th-this is important! U-um…” Kim trembled and looked to her skirt. “Give me a sec…”

The woman blinked. “...Okay, sure. Go ahead.” She shrugged and turned her attention to her own phone. “Not like we’re busy.”

With the cashier’s eyes off her, Kim gulped and looked at her phone again. There was a tiny message from one of her friends, but the pictures of the pockets still sat on the primary screen. She couldn’t risk having those seen. Not yet.

“Keep her looking away…” Kim whispered under her breath. She slid a hand into her skirt and watched the cashier.

At first, said cashier gave a relaxed, bored look at her phone, not smiling or frowning. As her thumb slid over the screen, she paused, tilted her head, and leaned in closer.

Kim bit her lip and began pushing her skirt down. Feeling the fabric touch and tickle her thighs on their way down caused a flood of more adrenaline. She revealed more of her bare flesh to the store as the skirt dropped to her knees.

The cashier’s eyes widened and a smile appeared on her face. Kim cringed and closed her eyes, expecting the worst. Was this not working? How could that be? When she didn’t hear a shocked gasp, she opened one eye, and then the other. She saw the cashier, thumbs in a flurry and seemed to lean away from Kim as if she had something to hide.

A tiny smile cracked into Kim’s crimson face. Her skirt fell to the floor, and she stepped out of it. Now bottomless between her shirt and ankle socks, Kim squeezed her thighs together. She held on to what little coverage the displays of the check out aisle offered.

With a sigh, Kim looked at her phone and hid the pictures away. The secret and her research was safe. Kim finally read the text itself, seeing an offer to go to lunch with friends. She reached down for her skirt and stuffed it into her fattening satchel. After a favorable response to the offer, Kim found two crisp dollar bills.

“O-okay, sorry about that. H-here.” Kim put the money down.

“Hm? Oh, right, sorry!” The cashier smiled. She kept her eyes on her phone, punched away on the keypad for the register, and gave Kim her change. “Have a nice day!” The woman said, not even bothering to make eye contact with her customer.

Kim took her change and her chocolate and moved for the exit. She was bottomless. Half naked in a busy store. Would she have to go further? As Kim’s walk turned to a near jog, she passed by other shoppers and workers. All of them had a chance to see her exposed legs and smooth womanhood.

“Keep them from looking, keep them from looking, keep them from looking.” Kim panicked for the entire path. With more bare skin revealed to the world, her hands nestled between her legs and hid a rather warm area. Her purse bounced against her bare hip, reminding her of the peculiar way she hid her mission. Nobody seemed to notice the half-naked woman fleeing the building.

Kim found her way through the automatic doors and into the parking lot. The occasional shadow would drift over warm pavement. Dozens, if not, hundreds of cars filled the lot as Kim took a moment to breathe.

Her chest heaved as she looked in every direction. Other people wandered the parking lot, either heading towards or leaving the store. She had her photos, now she needed to get away from the store. Kim narrowed her eyebrows in determination. There was no room for chance.

She gripped the hemline of her shirt.

A little voice in her head said this was crazy. Streaking the parking lot to avoid attention? But taking clothes off in the store kept them away. This worked. It always did. Kim smirked as she slid her t-shirt up, sliding it over her head. Her tender chest slid into freedom, embraced the open air and greeted the world with a gentle bounce. The wind washed over her naked skin, tickling her all the way.

Her blush surged into a screaming rose, as impulsive hands wrapped around her body. Kim’s purse hung over her shoulder, and her shoes remained in place on her feet. The rest of her clothes sat balled up in her bulging bag.

“Not taking any chances.” Kim gasped and nodded to herself. She kept her protective arms in covering positions as she ventured into the open space ahead of her. Despite her nudity providing her with stealth, she ducked between cars.

She ran naked in broad daylight, weaving through cars and covering herself. Clothing sat in a bag banging against her exposed hip as she ran. A little piece of her screamed and begged her to stop and redress. But the precious proof recorded on her phone needed to get somewhere safe.

“Almost… there…”

HONNNNNK!

“Ah!” Kim braced herself, covering her body. She winced as she saw the disgruntled driver.

“Hey! Watch where you’re running! I could have hit you!”

“N-No you wouldn’t have! The Universe would have…” Kim shook her head. Was that person NOTICING her!? She stumbled and tripped, struggling to sprint away. What more did the Universe want? Someone saw her! They saw her naked! This wasn't possible!

Kim fled as she noticed more confused heads turning her way. Adrenaline carried her through the parking lot, but the harder she ran, the more other people saw her!

“Whoa! What’s up with her?”

“Is she in trouble?”

“No, she’s jogging!”

“There’s better places to jog than this!”

“Shut up, shut up, SHUT UP! The Universe is supposed to keep you all from seeing me!” Kim gasped as she fled. She spotted the back bumper of a small car, decorated in bumper stickers. She reached for her purse, pushing anything and everything that got between her hand and the keys.

When her hands finally found the metal key ring, she shoved it into the driver door and climbed in. Kim sat in her seat and gasped as she fumbled her car keys. They escaped her clumsy fingers and fell to the floor with an ominous jingle.

“D-damn it!” The naked girl reached down under her seat to search when she heard her phone buzz again. After collecting the precious keys, Kim covered her chest and checked her messages. There was one from a blocked number.

“You are right. Find this address for more evidence.”

Kim froze. She looked outside her car window. Life seemed to return to normal. Anyone who crossed paths with the naked girl returned to their daily lives. It was as if she never streaked the parking lot.

Her chest heaved with each breath she took as her adrenaline cooled. Kim checked the address given to her in the text message. After looking through the map app, she slapped the palm of her hand against her forehead. “Why didn’t I think of this before?”

She sent a text to her friends. Lunch would have to wait. Her car rumbled to life as she set GPS coordinates. Kim’s clothes remained in her bag as she secured her seatbelt. The naked girl then looked up at the sky. “You better not be lying!”

With that, she took her car to the streets and began driving to the city. All the while, gears in the naked girl’s head churned. She grinned and kept a tight grip on her steering wheel. The critical evidence laid ahead.

As Kim drove, she tried to stay low in her seat. Despite being able to regulate her breathing, she still wore a blush due to her obvious nudity. A grey seatbelt divided her ample chest and hugged her curvy hips. She shifted under the foreign texture, trying to keep her vulnerable body from view.

Any time she was near another car, she’d tighten up. Her teeth would clench, her smooth thighs would squeeze together, and she’d hold a massive breath. But before there was any risk, neighboring cars would either slow down or shift into passing gear. Other drivers missed a potential eyeful.

“In a quarter mile, arrive at destination. On left.”

Kim looked ahead and saw her target. She nodded to herself as she switched on her turn signal.

As her car went silent, Kim glanced at her purse full of clothing. Her shoes tumbled into the purse, and two balled up socks bounced beside them. Kim fished her phone out of her bag and nodded to herself.

A trembling barefoot met with heated parking lot pavement. Kim only noticed a mild warmth. She checked every direction twice, before taking a deep breath stepping out of her car. Completely nude with only her phone in hand, Kim’s face flushed back into its crimson color. Her heart rate surged. The car door slamming shut echoed in her head like a gunshot.

Kim glanced at the imposing office building. It was the headquarters of one of the largest clothing manufacturers in the country. And she was standing naked at the front door. She reached for the front door and but then hesitated. Her hand cradled her chin as she turned around. “What the heck am I supposed to do when I’m in there? ...Huh?”

Her phone buzzed in her other hand. The waiting message read “fourth floor. Room 405. 10 minutes.” As always, from the blocked number.

Kim smiled and looked up. “Thanks, Universe!” She turned to face the building and gulped. “Just keep people from paying attention to me.” With that final thought, she gripped the door handle and pulled.

When Kim stepped inside, she saw the security guard asleep in his chair. The hat over his face muffled his noisy snores. He did a pathetic job keeping any intruders out of the office. Kim smirked and tip-toed by.

“Don’t work too hard.” Kim covered her mouth as she giggled. She presented her backside to the desk and swayed her hips. “It’s just too easy for a naked girl like me to sneak by.” Feeling emboldened, Kim pressed her hands into her breasts and gave them a gentle squeeze. It created some exaggerated cleavage and highlighted that she didn’t have a thread to her name.

“Nobody would ever believe what you let by. And I’m about to get all the evidence I need!” Kim taunted the sleeping guard while wiggling her phone. Her blush remained red and her heart seemed to rumble like a motorcycle, but she smiled all the same.

Then the security guard snorted. “Mmmhh…”

Kim’s eyes widened, and she bolted away from the desk. “Okay, okay! I’m moving!” She hissed into the air and mashed the button to call the elevator. “Come on… hurry up, hurry up…!” The naked girl gripped her phone and seemed to hop in worry.

When the elevator dinged, she ducked behind a potted plant. The feeble hiding place could only cover some of her body. Anyone could look her way and see her ebony hair spread over her bare shoulders. Her eyes crept over the rim of the plant to peek into the elevator.

Empty.

She sighed and wiped a little moisture off her forehead. “Heh, I keep forgetting. I should be safe as long as I-”

“Huh? Ugh… what’s going on?”

“Eep!” Kim darted from her feeble hiding place and fled to the elevator. She jammed her finger into the fourth-floor button until she heard the “ding.” The doors slid shut, and Kim felt the shift in gravity.

As the elevator rose, Kim ran her hands over her body. As much as she tried to calm her breathing, she still felt neck deep in adrenaline. She was showing off her body, and somebody almost saw her! Kim shook her head and gave her phone a determined look. The truth was waiting for her.

When the door opened, Kim looked around every corner and sidled against the wall. The cold texture on her bare skin made her shiver, though it didn’t diffuse her. She saw an open door down the hallway with the numbers “405” on it. After checking her path, she jumped for the opposite wall.

The cool air conditioning rewarded her hasty movements with a crisp caress. It made her shiver and reminded her of what she was doing. She was streaking an office. Her clothes sat in a purse, which sat in a car, which sat in a parking lot, which sat outside of the building. Pure isolation from her clothes made her feel more naked.

When Kim peeked past the door, she found a room with a large table. Papers, charts, a screen, and a projector. The meeting room wouldn’t be empty long.

Kim’s brain shifted gears as she shut the door behind her. She raised an eyebrow and began looking over the papers and charts. Every informative little paper forced her to lean forward with ever-widening eyes. Her jaw hung open as her heart skipped a beat.

She shook it off and gripped her phone.

As she photographed her findings, the door handle began to rattle.

Kim’s head snapped back. “Damn it! Umm…. umm….” She searched and searched the room until she ducked under the table. As the office carpet rubbed against her elbows and knees, Kim cursed herself. It wasn’t just that she was naked, she was naked AND spying on them!

“Right this way gentlemen, we’ll each take a seat and begin our meeting!”

The naked girl hid under the table and saw many pairs of legs walking through the doorway. Her only escape route, her freedom, just sealed off! She pulled her knees into her chest and gripped her phone as everyone sat down around her. If any of them dared to look under the table, her mission would fail.

“So, I don’t need to remind you, this is a highly classified agreement. That’s why we all signed non-disclosures.”

Kim’s ears perked up. Her fingers scrambled over the touch screen for the voice recorder. A tiny smile resurfaced through her crimson blush.

“As I’m sure you’re aware, we’ve had an increase in profits ever since we created an artificial scarcity of women’s clothing with pockets!”

Kim’s jaw dropped. The proof! Her target! It was all coming out! She shook her head and set her phone down, putting the microphone closest to the man that spoke the most. Then she sighed as her thighs remained clamped together. Her arms wrapped around her chest, and she grit her teeth.

It sounded crazy, but she couldn’t take any chances.

Kim gently opened her heated thighs and placed a hand between her legs. Her fingers began applying pressure to her tender flesh. It sent pleasing tingles of energy through her body. One hand began squeezing and massaging her breasts. Another swell of euphoria washed through her. Before long, her tending hands were unbearably comfortable.

She laid back and found herself deep under an ocean of adrenaline. Her body spasmed, and her soft thighs clamped around her hand. Kim did her best to keep them apart, knowing what was on the line.

The naked girl laid down and choked down a moan. Both hands focused on the area between her legs. Fingers slipped and slid against smooth skin, and made her gasp. Her chest heaved with every breath she took. Kim closed her eyes and focused. She went for a faster pace and a firmer touch. Her middle finger pressed between her lips.

“Nhhh….nnn!” Kim gasped. What was coming felt incredible. The risk of everyone seeing her, and the distance between her and her clothes pushed her mind. She had to stay quiet. There was one problem.

She needed relief.

Kim’s body trembled and went rigid as her hands worked faster and faster. She bucked her hips and let out a loud moan. Brilliant colors flashed before her eyes as the swell of pleasure took hold of her. Her muscles tensed up as her fingers attempted another round. Breathless moans interrupted the chatter above her.

Her fingers plunged and pushed, forcing her to squirm and convulse. Pleasure swam through her head, swirling as a little drool leaked from her lips. She curled her toes as her vision went white. One overwhelming rush swept through her body, as her frantic pulse roared in her eyes. Heavy eyelids collapsed as her sweat glazed naked body went limp.

When the fog on her mind cleared, Kim sat up.

“Mmmh… did I really just-”

Bonk!

“Ow! Damn it…” She rubbed the back of her head and realized she was still under the table. Then her phone caught her eye. Every seat around her was empty. “Where is…?” All she could do was crawl, and poke her head out from under the table. As Kim rose to her feet, she found every paper, chart, and graph had gone missing.

Her phone possessed the only proof that anything happened in that room. The naked girl grinned and played back a little of the recording.

“So, as long as we keep this artificial scarcity up, our stocks will continue to rise. Once we have enough, capital, we can move on to-”

“OOHHHHHH….”

“...As I was saying, we can move on to phase…”

“NHHHHHHH!!!”

“....Phase two…”

Kim paused the playback as a grin wrapped around her face. “Heh heh, wait until the internet gets a load of this.” Kim nodded to herself.

With her phone clutched in her hand, she peeked out the door and saw a quiet office hallway. All she had to do was get home. But, her feet didn’t carry her out the door. They stayed in place, while Km gulped. That pleasant buzz was gone, as well as her awareness of the air conditioning. All that remained of her confidence was some slickness between her thighs.

Kim hesitated and took a breath. She had to do this. Everything she found today needed to get home. Her face warmed again, as her trembling legs carried her into the hallway. The naked girl set her sights on the elevator.

“Don’t let anyone see me… don’t let anyone see me…” Kim seemed to chant this as she tiptoed through the hallway.

Then the elevator dinged.

Her eyes shot wide open, and she ducked behind a plant, wrapping her arms around her nakedness. Kim wanted to scream at herself for getting this far from her clothes. All she could do is hide.

“So it’s the meeting room, right?”

“Yes… you won’t believe it, but there was a naked woman under the table. She might still be there. Um…” The man scratched his head. “Seemed… ‘busy with herself,’ if you know what I mean?”

Kim didn’t even dare to breathe. Did they know she was there!? Where else would a naked girl be? And to make matters worse, they knew she was up to something! If they knew what she recorded...

“I see… let me just head back down and get the carpet cleaner then.” The janitor nodded and turned back to the elevator. After an ominous ding, the door shut.

Kim was alone again, but her simple ride to the ground floor vanished. She couldn’t let them discover her recording! The raven-haired girl clutched her phone and started a jog for the stairs.

It felt surreal to climb down the stairs. The chilling tile floors reminded her of her absolute nudity. Colder air from the stairwell washed over her, giving her goosebumps on her tight skin. Her heart raced, and her brain screamed at her to cover up. A dizzy sway in her head forced her to keep a hand on the stair railing.

The door on the ground floor overlooked the main entrance. The security guard, much more conscious than before, was receiving a scolding from a man in a suit. When the better-dressed man left, the guard moved his eyes on the ground. Anyone could read his shame.

“How to sneak past him…”

Kim saw her reflection in the window of the door. Her breasts swayed and heaved with her heavy breathing. A thin shine of moisture still glazed her puffy lips. Not a single thread covered her. She looked like a streaker.

Her frown flattened as the thought. “...That’s it!”

She turned to her phone again and prepared the selfie camera. Then she pushed through the door into the ground floor. Her clammy feet carried her towards the exit, moving with a little urgency.

The guard looked her way and rose to his feet. “Hey, you’re not authorized to be here!”

Kim’s pulse doubled. Red blush flooded her cheeks, as she cleared her throat. “O-oh d-don’t mind me. I’m just… one of those craaazy streakers! Let me take a selfie real quick and I’ll be out of your hair!” The raven-haired girl winked and raised her phone. She pressed her thumb into the camera button. Her phone played a “snap” sound effect as the guard approached.

He leaned into whisper “Look… I never liked these guys. I’m supposed to catch you but… I didn’t see anything. Understand?” Said the guard.

Kim gave the guard an odd, yet bashful look. Her arms stayed over her intimates while her eyes wandered the floor. “What do you mean you didn’t see anything?”

The guard looked to the elevator, and stood near Kim, as if trying to hide her. “I watched the security feeds, I know what you were doing.”

An icy chill took hold of Kim’s brain. He knew. Everything she worked for was about to shatter. “W-what do you mean?” Kim forced herself to giggle. “I um… I’m just a streaker. I um… do this for fun!”

“I follow your blog!” The guard waved his hands. “I’m going to delete any proof that you were here. Get out and tell the world what they’re doing.”

Kim leaned her head forward and her jaw dropped. “You’re… a believer?” Her smile beamed as she fought to contain a squeal. “I knew people were listening! Heh, you won’t believe this. The Universe actually tipped me off to this place.” She wore a smug look at the guard.

“The Universe? No I don’t buy that one but-”

Ding!

The security guard looked behind him and saw the elevator approaching. He cleared his throat. “You’re… you’re not allowed to be on the property. I’m going to have to ask you to leave. Now.”

“Sure, sure!” Kim forced herself to giggle. “I’ll be on my way!” With that, the nude girl walked past the security guard, gripped her phone and approached the door. She hesitated for a second.

“Go on. Get out.” The guard ordered in a more firm tone.

“Heh heh, of course.” Kim smiled at the guard, gulped, and walked through the door. Then she began a mad sprint for the parking lot.

*****

“That is when we will really begin to surge our profits. We’ll phase pockets out of all kinds of women’s clothing. You won’t even be able to find a jacket or a coat with them! That’s when we start selling larger, more expensive purses!”

“Ohhhhhhh! Ahhh...ahh… AHHHH!”

Kim shut her laptop, and smirked at Hina and Stacy, both sitting on her couch with wide eyes and hanging jaws.

“I TOLD you that they were up to something, and I proved it! Now the whole internet knows!” Kim punched the air in celebration.

“I… I don’t believe it… you were right.” Stacy blinked. “I mean, it was always a little annoying, but I didn’t think the pocket thing was really how you said it was…”

Hina raised an eyebrow at Kim.

“Don’t tell me you don’t believe my recording, Hina. This is concrete proof!” Kim crossed her arms and grinned.

“It’s not that I don’t believe you, it’s just that… um…” The brunette hesitated and scratched the back of her head.

“What, you don’t want to admit I was right? Or are you questioning my other theories?” Kim gave a light chuckle. “I would never tell you anything that I wasn’t certain of!”

“I get that but like… did you have to leave in the parts where you’re moaning?”

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Fluorescent lights buzzed in the ceiling high above Kim. Her eyes scanned every direction around her as she made her subtle movements. Stealth had priority, as she had much to uncover. She felt she could blend in, but the raven-haired woman still made sure nobody watched her.

As she approached her target, her heart pounded in her ears. Her legs trembled with each step as she looked behind her again. Kim couldn’t afford to let anyone see her. This was too important. If anyone found out what she was doing this early in her mission, nobody would believe her claim. She had enough trouble convincing her best friends that someone was wrong.

Even they thought she was a little crazy.

Kim finally arrived at the little alcove. After one final inspection to be sure she wasn’t followed, she smirked. “Time to build a truth bomb.” She weaved her fingers together and pressed outward, earning little pop sounds. With her hands loosened up, she reached towards her hips and patted around.

“...Right…” Kim narrowed her eyebrows. They moved for her purse and withdrew her phone. She started inspecting everything that sat in front of her. One hand would make something presentable, while the other handled the camera. A smirk appeared on Kim’s face. Nobody knew that she was about to expose the colossal secret that nobody could prove.

“Can I help you find something tod-”

“GAH!” Kim gasped and bolted around.

“Oh! Hahaha!” The store employee put a hand on her chest and smiled at Kim.

“Don’t sneak up on people like that!” Kim hid her phone behind her so she couldn’t see. Her racing pulse seemed to growl in her ears, drowning out the ambiance of the shopping center. As the woman giggled, Kim shoved her phone back into her purse.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to.” The woman giggled again. She cleared her throat and nodded. “Can I help you find anything today?”

Kim looked away and grit her teeth. One hand balled into a fist before she forced herself to relax. “I um… I’m just browsing right now. So if you don’t mind?”

“Okay, if you need anything, I’ll be over there next to the fitting room.” The woman pointed to her right, to the center of the clothing department.

“Thank you, I’ll be sure to ask.” Kim gave the most polite smile she could muster, trying to put her eyes back on the clothing racks. Her toes gave impatient taps as she shifted away.

“Oh, and miss, I noticed you were looking at your phone.”

Kim’s blood turned to ice. She drifted her head back towards the woman. “Y-yeah?”

“I just wanted to let you know, we will price match our major competitors on the same brands. So if you find a better price, you can pay that here!” Added the cheerful woman.

Kim took a silent breath. “Oh, um, thanks. I’ll um… let you know.”

The saleswoman nodded and walked away, leaving Kim alone. Kim let out a heavy sigh as she put her hand to her chest. Her heart still raced away. She checked her surroundings to ensure nobody was looking and checked her phone.

Kim swiped her finger across the screen. Every picture that greeted her eyes had a clear display. With her evidence in place, Kim put her phone back in her purse. She frowned, knowing her plans came within inches of collapsing right then and there. That meant she needed more precautions.

Her eyes looked up to the ceiling and she frowned. Then she began to whisper and wag her finger at the ceiling. “You better make sure nobody bothers me. I have a lot of work to do.” A blush appeared on her face as she inspected other nearby aisles. Another woman was browsing shoes. The perfect test.

Kim took a deep breath and reached under her skirt. She gripped soft cotton and kept an eye locked on the shoe shopper.

The woman leaned down, looking over various boxes and appearing dissatisfied. She explored more of the aisle, searching for size tags as she went. Each step brought the unsuspecting woman closer to a very nervous Kim. After frowning at the final box, the woman started walking towards the end of the aisle.

Kim watched as the woman got closer, bit her lip, and began shifting her navy blue panties down her thighs. Chilling department store air bit into exposed flesh and forced Kim’s knees to shiver. Her cheeks showed more red, but she kept her eyes on the approaching woman.

The woman came to a halt and turned around. A quizzical expression showed on her face and then turned to a smile. She slid a shoe box off the shelf and started walking away. Further from Kim’s less than decent activities.

Kim wore a smirk of her own as she pushed her panties down to her ankles. She stepped out of the garment, snatched it up, and stuffed it in her purse. Her thighs pressed together, an involuntary reaction to her wardrobe change. With her green plaid skirt guarding everything from her hips to her knees, Kim patted it down to flatten it. Then, she took cautious steps to the shoe department.

The other woman was trying the shoes on. Kim smirked, seeing a bench that she could have used. One that was closer to where she found them. With balanced, firm steps, Kim made her way back towards the employee. There, Kim saw her busy with sorting rejects from the fitting rooms. As the woman stayed dedicated to her work, Kim took a step closer. Soon after, the woman stopped sorting, put a hand to her chin, turned around, and began walking away.

Kim’s smirk grew to a full grin. She looked up to the ceiling and raised her thumb. “Just keep doing that for me.” Her hand went back into her purse, retrieved her phone, and resumed her plan. She was now free to collect evidence on every skirt and pair of shorts she saw.

All the while, her heart continued to flutter. The shock of discovery had long worn off. Yet, Kim would still press her thighs together. She didn’t have the security of panties telling her everything was normal. In a way, she was sort of streaking the store. Her face stayed red, and she even giggled.

Then Kim shook her head. She attempted putting on a serious face. One with narrow eyebrows that focused on what was ahead. A subtle frown, with a curve small enough to look expressionless. She kept on, moving for her most important target; the jean shorts.

With one quick glance to make sure nobody was watching, Kim began inspecting every pair of shorts. But, she couldn’t slip her hands into any of the pockets. The brim of every pocket had stitches binding them to the denim. Upon looking inside, Kim found there were no pouches.

The pockets were lies.

“I knew it!” Kim hissed. She picked up her phone and tapped away on the camera icon. Each snapshot captured areas where pockets should be. Instead, there was smooth fabric everywhere Kim photographed. Just like on every skirt and pair of shorts she looked at in the women’s section.

With her evidence collected, Kim stuffed her phone into her purse and looked at her panties. Her blush resurfaced while looking at them. She hesitated and looked around again. The employee stayed distant, and she couldn’t spot the shoe shopper anymore. Kim pulled the zipper shut.

“There’s more to do,” Kim whispered while looking up. She kept a hand near her skirt, ready to grip it should a mischievous breeze flash her secret. As much as she worried, she took careful steps towards the men’s clothing department. A far greater supply of blue denim, light brown and black fabrics hung from clothes hangers.

Kim’s heart pounded in her ears as she took her camera, and began capturing the truth about pockets. All the while, Kim kept checking every direction. Her blush remained vibrant as she tugged her skirt down. She could hear people in the store, but somehow, no sound seemed distinct. Air conditioning vents blended with beeping registers and mindless chatter. All sounds that kept her on edge.

“Come on… I need you to do your thing today…” Kim hissed as clicked the camera button again. The sound of footsteps sent pressure to her ears. Her trembling hand shoved her phone back into her purse as her searching turned frantic.

“Can I help you find something today?”

There was nobody to her left, and nobody to her right. Kim gripped her skirt and kept searching. She swung her purse in front of her hips as she tried to steady her breathing.

“Yeah, I need a good pair of boots. Do you sell any?”

“Absolutely! Right this way!”

Kim held her breath as she saw two men pass her in a split second. The employee lead a man towards the heavy footwear. Neither stopped to so much as glance in Kim’s direction. They wandered until they left her view.

Kim sighed and slid a hand through her hair. She frowned at the ceiling, her vibrant blush never yielding. “Don’t scare me like that!” The dark haired girl bit her lip and crossed her arms. “I should have figured it would want more than that.” Hidden behind racks of pants, Kim peaked on the tips of her toes. Other shoppers wandered near her.

Her fingertips tapped against her legs through her skirt. She closed her eyes and shook her head. With a frustrated sigh, Kim slid her hands under her shirt. “I can’t risk being found out.”

Her white t-shirt slid up, letting crisp air splash against her midriff. The front sagged as her hands slid to her backside. A soft click signaled a loss of tension. Kim bit her lip as she tugged her simple white bra out from under the cloth.

She knelt down, now more aware of the material of her shirt, and stuffed the undergarment in her purse. Kim trembled a little more as she rose back to her feet, and peeked over the racks. Any other shoppers and employees that she could see moved away.

The raven-haired girl nodded and went back to her phone. Every fiber of her shirt tickled her liberated chest. She took a breath and forced her free hand to her side. Her heart accelerated. Less clothing secured her body, while her vulnerability secured her privacy. At least, that’s what she believed.

Kim swiped her fingertip over her touch screen, gripped her phone and sighed. Her free hand swept through her hair as she inspected the area around her. She was still alone in the noisy ambiance, though less than comfortable.

She put her phone away and nodded to herself. With her underwear hidden inside her purse, she took careful steps towards the front of the store. Each tap of her shoes against the floor punched through the thick buzzing in her ears. Her chest seemed to bob just ever so slightly in newfound freedom.

With another deep breath, Kim looked to the check out aisles and hesitated. Would it look odd if she left empty-handed? She bit her lip, walked to the aisle and picked out a few snacks. A chocolate bar looked perfect for the task. After picking out her favorite, she set it on the conveyor belt and smiled at the cashier.

“Got a sweet tooth?” The cashier giggled.

“It’s hard to resist!” Kim forced a nervous laugh. Her face still felt hot with blush. Was this woman on to her? Should she have taken more off? She cursed herself when she looked at her own socks.

The cashier scanned the chocolate bar and set it in front of Kim. “Anything else today?”

Before Kim could answer, her phone buzzed. “Sorry, just a sec.” She gave another unsteady giggle and reached into her purse. Her phone was still showing the pictures of the pants pockets! Kim’s eyes widened as she held her phone to her chest. How could she be so careless!?

Kim looked to the woman in front of her, giving her an odd stare with an eyebrow raised. She took rapid breaths as her fingers turned cold. That woman would know Kim found the truth!

“Th-this is important! U-um…” Kim trembled and looked to her skirt. “Give me a sec…”

The woman blinked. “...Okay, sure. Go ahead.” She shrugged and turned her attention to her own phone. “Not like we’re busy.”

With the cashier’s eyes off her, Kim gulped and looked at her phone again. There was a tiny message from one of her friends, but the pictures of the pockets still sat on the primary screen. She couldn’t risk having those seen. Not yet.

“Keep her looking away…” Kim whispered under her breath. She slid a hand into her skirt and watched the cashier.

At first, said cashier gave a relaxed, bored look at her phone, not smiling or frowning. As her thumb slid over the screen, she paused, tilted her head, and leaned in closer.

Kim bit her lip and began pushing her skirt down. Feeling the fabric touch and tickle her thighs on their way down caused a flood of more adrenaline. She revealed more of her bare flesh to the store as the skirt dropped to her knees.

The cashier’s eyes widened and a smile appeared on her face. Kim cringed and closed her eyes, expecting the worst. Was this not working? How could that be? When she didn’t hear a shocked gasp, she opened one eye, and then the other. She saw the cashier, thumbs in a flurry and seemed to lean away from Kim as if she had something to hide.

A tiny smile cracked into Kim’s crimson face. Her skirt fell to the floor, and she stepped out of it. Now bottomless between her shirt and ankle socks, Kim squeezed her thighs together. She held on to what little coverage the displays of the check out aisle offered.

With a sigh, Kim looked at her phone and hid the pictures away. The secret and her research was safe. Kim finally read the text itself, seeing an offer to go to lunch with friends. She reached down for her skirt and stuffed it into her fattening satchel. After a favorable response to the offer, Kim found two crisp dollar bills.

“O-okay, sorry about that. H-here.” Kim put the money down.

“Hm? Oh, right, sorry!” The cashier smiled. She kept her eyes on her phone, punched away on the keypad for the register, and gave Kim her change. “Have a nice day!” The woman said, not even bothering to make eye contact with her customer.

Kim took her change and her chocolate and moved for the exit. She was bottomless. Half naked in a busy store. Would she have to go further? As Kim’s walk turned to a near jog, she passed by other shoppers and workers. All of them had a chance to see her exposed legs and smooth womanhood.

“Keep them from looking, keep them from looking, keep them from looking.” Kim panicked for the entire path. With more bare skin revealed to the world, her hands nestled between her legs and hid a rather warm area. Her purse bounced against her bare hip, reminding her of the peculiar way she hid her mission. Nobody seemed to notice the half-naked woman fleeing the building.

Kim found her way through the automatic doors and into the parking lot. The occasional shadow would drift over warm pavement. Dozens, if not, hundreds of cars filled the lot as Kim took a moment to breathe.

Her chest heaved as she looked in every direction. Other people wandered the parking lot, either heading towards or leaving the store. She had her photos, now she needed to get away from the store. Kim narrowed her eyebrows in determination. There was no room for chance.

She gripped the hemline of her shirt.

A little voice in her head said this was crazy. Streaking the parking lot to avoid attention? But taking clothes off in the store kept them away. This worked. It always did. Kim smirked as she slid her t-shirt up, sliding it over her head. Her tender chest slid into freedom, embraced the open air and greeted the world with a gentle bounce. The wind washed over her naked skin, tickling her all the way.

Her blush surged into a screaming rose, as impulsive hands wrapped around her body. Kim’s purse hung over her shoulder, and her shoes remained in place on her feet. The rest of her clothes sat balled up in her bulging bag.

“Not taking any chances.” Kim gasped and nodded to herself. She kept her protective arms in covering positions as she ventured into the open space ahead of her. Despite her nudity providing her with stealth, she ducked between cars.

She ran naked in broad daylight, weaving through cars and covering herself. Clothing sat in a bag banging against her exposed hip as she ran. A little piece of her screamed and begged her to stop and redress. But the precious proof recorded on her phone needed to get somewhere safe.

“Almost… there…”

HONNNNNK!

“Ah!” Kim braced herself, covering her body. She winced as she saw the disgruntled driver.

“Hey! Watch where you’re running! I could have hit you!”

“N-No you wouldn’t have! The Universe would have…” Kim shook her head. Was that person NOTICING her!? She stumbled and tripped, struggling to sprint away. What more did the Universe want? Someone saw her! They saw her naked! This wasn't possible!

Kim fled as she noticed more confused heads turning her way. Adrenaline carried her through the parking lot, but the harder she ran, the more other people saw her!

“Whoa! What’s up with her?”

“Is she in trouble?”

“No, she’s jogging!”

“There’s better places to jog than this!”

“Shut up, shut up, SHUT UP! The Universe is supposed to keep you all from seeing me!” Kim gasped as she fled. She spotted the back bumper of a small car, decorated in bumper stickers. She reached for her purse, pushing anything and everything that got between her hand and the keys.

When her hands finally found the metal key ring, she shoved it into the driver door and climbed in. Kim sat in her seat and gasped as she fumbled her car keys. They escaped her clumsy fingers and fell to the floor with an ominous jingle.

“D-damn it!” The naked girl reached down under her seat to search when she heard her phone buzz again. After collecting the precious keys, Kim covered her chest and checked her messages. There was one from a blocked number.

“You are right. Find this address for more evidence.”

Kim froze. She looked outside her car window. Life seemed to return to normal. Anyone who crossed paths with the naked girl returned to their daily lives. It was as if she never streaked the parking lot.

Her chest heaved with each breath she took as her adrenaline cooled. Kim checked the address given to her in the text message. After looking through the map app, she slapped the palm of her hand against her forehead. “Why didn’t I think of this before?”

She sent a text to her friends. Lunch would have to wait. Her car rumbled to life as she set GPS coordinates. Kim’s clothes remained in her bag as she secured her seatbelt. The naked girl then looked up at the sky. “You better not be lying!”

With that, she took her car to the streets and began driving to the city. All the while, gears in the naked girl’s head churned. She grinned and kept a tight grip on her steering wheel. The critical evidence laid ahead.

As Kim drove, she tried to stay low in her seat. Despite being able to regulate her breathing, she still wore a blush due to her obvious nudity. A grey seatbelt divided her ample chest and hugged her curvy hips. She shifted under the foreign texture, trying to keep her vulnerable body from view.

Any time she was near another car, she’d tighten up. Her teeth would clench, her smooth thighs would squeeze together, and she’d hold a massive breath. But before there was any risk, neighboring cars would either slow down or shift into passing gear. Other drivers missed a potential eyeful.

“In a quarter mile, arrive at destination. On left.”

Kim looked ahead and saw her target. She nodded to herself as she switched on her turn signal.

As her car went silent, Kim glanced at her purse full of clothing. Her shoes tumbled into the purse, and two balled up socks bounced beside them. Kim fished her phone out of her bag and nodded to herself.

A trembling barefoot met with heated parking lot pavement. Kim only noticed a mild warmth. She checked every direction twice, before taking a deep breath stepping out of her car. Completely nude with only her phone in hand, Kim’s face flushed back into its crimson color. Her heart rate surged. The car door slamming shut echoed in her head like a gunshot.

Kim glanced at the imposing office building. It was the headquarters of one of the largest clothing manufacturers in the country. And she was standing naked at the front door. She reached for the front door and but then hesitated. Her hand cradled her chin as she turned around. “What the heck am I supposed to do when I’m in there? ...Huh?”

Her phone buzzed in her other hand. The waiting message read “fourth floor. Room 405. 10 minutes.” As always, from the blocked number.

Kim smiled and looked up. “Thanks, Universe!” She turned to face the building and gulped. “Just keep people from paying attention to me.” With that final thought, she gripped the door handle and pulled.

When Kim stepped inside, she saw the security guard asleep in his chair. The hat over his face muffled his noisy snores. He did a pathetic job keeping any intruders out of the office. Kim smirked and tip-toed by.

“Don’t work too hard.” Kim covered her mouth as she giggled. She presented her backside to the desk and swayed her hips. “It’s just too easy for a naked girl like me to sneak by.” Feeling emboldened, Kim pressed her hands into her breasts and gave them a gentle squeeze. It created some exaggerated cleavage and highlighted that she didn’t have a thread to her name.

“Nobody would ever believe what you let by. And I’m about to get all the evidence I need!” Kim taunted the sleeping guard while wiggling her phone. Her blush remained red and her heart seemed to rumble like a motorcycle, but she smiled all the same.

Then the security guard snorted. “Mmmhh…”

Kim’s eyes widened, and she bolted away from the desk. “Okay, okay! I’m moving!” She hissed into the air and mashed the button to call the elevator. “Come on… hurry up, hurry up…!” The naked girl gripped her phone and seemed to hop in worry.

When the elevator dinged, she ducked behind a potted plant. The feeble hiding place could only cover some of her body. Anyone could look her way and see her ebony hair spread over her bare shoulders. Her eyes crept over the rim of the plant to peek into the elevator.

Empty.

She sighed and wiped a little moisture off her forehead. “Heh, I keep forgetting. I should be safe as long as I-”

“Huh? Ugh… what’s going on?”

“Eep!” Kim darted from her feeble hiding place and fled to the elevator. She jammed her finger into the fourth-floor button until she heard the “ding.” The doors slid shut, and Kim felt the shift in gravity.

As the elevator rose, Kim ran her hands over her body. As much as she tried to calm her breathing, she still felt neck deep in adrenaline. She was showing off her body, and somebody almost saw her! Kim shook her head and gave her phone a determined look. The truth was waiting for her.

When the door opened, Kim looked around every corner and sidled against the wall. The cold texture on her bare skin made her shiver, though it didn’t diffuse her. She saw an open door down the hallway with the numbers “405” on it. After checking her path, she jumped for the opposite wall.

The cool air conditioning rewarded her hasty movements with a crisp caress. It made her shiver and reminded her of what she was doing. She was streaking an office. Her clothes sat in a purse, which sat in a car, which sat in a parking lot, which sat outside of the building. Pure isolation from her clothes made her feel more naked.

When Kim peeked past the door, she found a room with a large table. Papers, charts, a screen, and a projector. The meeting room wouldn’t be empty long.

Kim’s brain shifted gears as she shut the door behind her. She raised an eyebrow and began looking over the papers and charts. Every informative little paper forced her to lean forward with ever-widening eyes. Her jaw hung open as her heart skipped a beat.

She shook it off and gripped her phone.

As she photographed her findings, the door handle began to rattle.

Kim’s head snapped back. “Damn it! Umm…. umm….” She searched and searched the room until she ducked under the table. As the office carpet rubbed against her elbows and knees, Kim cursed herself. It wasn’t just that she was naked, she was naked AND spying on them!

“Right this way gentlemen, we’ll each take a seat and begin our meeting!”

The naked girl hid under the table and saw many pairs of legs walking through the doorway. Her only escape route, her freedom, just sealed off! She pulled her knees into her chest and gripped her phone as everyone sat down around her. If any of them dared to look under the table, her mission would fail.

“So, I don’t need to remind you, this is a highly classified agreement. That’s why we all signed non-disclosures.”

Kim’s ears perked up. Her fingers scrambled over the touch screen for the voice recorder. A tiny smile resurfaced through her crimson blush.

“As I’m sure you’re aware, we’ve had an increase in profits ever since we created an artificial scarcity of women’s clothing with pockets!”

Kim’s jaw dropped. The proof! Her target! It was all coming out! She shook her head and set her phone down, putting the microphone closest to the man that spoke the most. Then she sighed as her thighs remained clamped together. Her arms wrapped around her chest, and she grit her teeth.

It sounded crazy, but she couldn’t take any chances.

Kim gently opened her heated thighs and placed a hand between her legs. Her fingers began applying pressure to her tender flesh. It sent pleasing tingles of energy through her body. One hand began squeezing and massaging her breasts. Another swell of euphoria washed through her. Before long, her tending hands were unbearably comfortable.

She laid back and found herself deep under an ocean of adrenaline. Her body spasmed, and her soft thighs clamped around her hand. Kim did her best to keep them apart, knowing what was on the line.

The naked girl laid down and choked down a moan. Both hands focused on the area between her legs. Fingers slipped and slid against smooth skin, and made her gasp. Her chest heaved with every breath she took. Kim closed her eyes and focused. She went for a faster pace and a firmer touch. Her middle finger pressed between her lips.

“Nhhh….nnn!” Kim gasped. What was coming felt incredible. The risk of everyone seeing her, and the distance between her and her clothes pushed her mind. She had to stay quiet. There was one problem.

She needed relief.

Kim’s body trembled and went rigid as her hands worked faster and faster. She bucked her hips and let out a loud moan. Brilliant colors flashed before her eyes as the swell of pleasure took hold of her. Her muscles tensed up as her fingers attempted another round. Breathless moans interrupted the chatter above her.

Her fingers plunged and pushed, forcing her to squirm and convulse. Pleasure swam through her head, swirling as a little drool leaked from her lips. She curled her toes as her vision went white. One overwhelming rush swept through her body, as her frantic pulse roared in her eyes. Heavy eyelids collapsed as her sweat glazed naked body went limp.

When the fog on her mind cleared, Kim sat up.

“Mmmh… did I really just-”

Bonk!

“Ow! Damn it…” She rubbed the back of her head and realized she was still under the table. Then her phone caught her eye. Every seat around her was empty. “Where is…?” All she could do was crawl, and poke her head out from under the table. As Kim rose to her feet, she found every paper, chart, and graph had gone missing.

Her phone possessed the only proof that anything happened in that room. The naked girl grinned and played back a little of the recording.

“So, as long as we keep this artificial scarcity up, our stocks will continue to rise. Once we have enough, capital, we can move on to-”

“OOHHHHHH….”

“...As I was saying, we can move on to phase…”

“NHHHHHHH!!!”

“....Phase two…”

Kim paused the playback as a grin wrapped around her face. “Heh heh, wait until the internet gets a load of this.” Kim nodded to herself.

With her phone clutched in her hand, she peeked out the door and saw a quiet office hallway. All she had to do was get home. But, her feet didn’t carry her out the door. They stayed in place, while Km gulped. That pleasant buzz was gone, as well as her awareness of the air conditioning. All that remained of her confidence was some slickness between her thighs.

Kim hesitated and took a breath. She had to do this. Everything she found today needed to get home. Her face warmed again, as her trembling legs carried her into the hallway. The naked girl set her sights on the elevator.

“Don’t let anyone see me… don’t let anyone see me…” Kim seemed to chant this as she tiptoed through the hallway.

Then the elevator dinged.

Her eyes shot wide open, and she ducked behind a plant, wrapping her arms around her nakedness. Kim wanted to scream at herself for getting this far from her clothes. All she could do is hide.

“So it’s the meeting room, right?”

“Yes… you won’t believe it, but there was a naked woman under the table. She might still be there. Um…” The man scratched his head. “Seemed… ‘busy with herself,’ if you know what I mean?”

Kim didn’t even dare to breathe. Did they know she was there!? Where else would a naked girl be? And to make matters worse, they knew she was up to something! If they knew what she recorded...

“I see… let me just head back down and get the carpet cleaner then.” The janitor nodded and turned back to the elevator. After an ominous ding, the door shut.

Kim was alone again, but her simple ride to the ground floor vanished. She couldn’t let them discover her recording! The raven-haired girl clutched her phone and started a jog for the stairs.

It felt surreal to climb down the stairs. The chilling tile floors reminded her of her absolute nudity. Colder air from the stairwell washed over her, giving her goosebumps on her tight skin. Her heart raced, and her brain screamed at her to cover up. A dizzy sway in her head forced her to keep a hand on the stair railing.

The door on the ground floor overlooked the main entrance. The security guard, much more conscious than before, was receiving a scolding from a man in a suit. When the better-dressed man left, the guard moved his eyes on the ground. Anyone could read his shame.

“How to sneak past him…”

Kim saw her reflection in the window of the door. Her breasts swayed and heaved with her heavy breathing. A thin shine of moisture still glazed her puffy lips. Not a single thread covered her. She looked like a streaker.

Her frown flattened as the thought. “...That’s it!”

She turned to her phone again and prepared the selfie camera. Then she pushed through the door into the ground floor. Her clammy feet carried her towards the exit, moving with a little urgency.

The guard looked her way and rose to his feet. “Hey, you’re not authorized to be here!”

Kim’s pulse doubled. Red blush flooded her cheeks, as she cleared her throat. “O-oh d-don’t mind me. I’m just… one of those craaazy streakers! Let me take a selfie real quick and I’ll be out of your hair!” The raven-haired girl winked and raised her phone. She pressed her thumb into the camera button. Her phone played a “snap” sound effect as the guard approached.

He leaned into whisper “Look… I never liked these guys. I’m supposed to catch you but… I didn’t see anything. Understand?” Said the guard.

Kim gave the guard an odd, yet bashful look. Her arms stayed over her intimates while her eyes wandered the floor. “What do you mean you didn’t see anything?”

The guard looked to the elevator, and stood near Kim, as if trying to hide her. “I watched the security feeds, I know what you were doing.”

An icy chill took hold of Kim’s brain. He knew. Everything she worked for was about to shatter. “W-what do you mean?” Kim forced herself to giggle. “I um… I’m just a streaker. I um… do this for fun!”

“I follow your blog!” The guard waved his hands. “I’m going to delete any proof that you were here. Get out and tell the world what they’re doing.”

Kim leaned her head forward and her jaw dropped. “You’re… a believer?” Her smile beamed as she fought to contain a squeal. “I knew people were listening! Heh, you won’t believe this. The Universe actually tipped me off to this place.” She wore a smug look at the guard.

“The Universe? No I don’t buy that one but-”

Ding!

The security guard looked behind him and saw the elevator approaching. He cleared his throat. “You’re… you’re not allowed to be on the property. I’m going to have to ask you to leave. Now.”

“Sure, sure!” Kim forced herself to giggle. “I’ll be on my way!” With that, the nude girl walked past the security guard, gripped her phone and approached the door. She hesitated for a second.

“Go on. Get out.” The guard ordered in a more firm tone.

“Heh heh, of course.” Kim smiled at the guard, gulped, and walked through the door. Then she began a mad sprint for the parking lot.

*****

“That is when we will really begin to surge our profits. We’ll phase pockets out of all kinds of women’s clothing. You won’t even be able to find a jacket or a coat with them! That’s when we start selling larger, more expensive purses!”

“Ohhhhhhh! Ahhh...ahh… AHHHH!”

Kim shut her laptop, and smirked at Hina and Stacy, both sitting on her couch with wide eyes and hanging jaws.

“I TOLD you that they were up to something, and I proved it! Now the whole internet knows!” Kim punched the air in celebration.

“I… I don’t believe it… you were right.” Stacy blinked. “I mean, it was always a little annoying, but I didn’t think the pocket thing was really how you said it was…”

Hina raised an eyebrow at Kim.

“Don’t tell me you don’t believe my recording, Hina. This is concrete proof!” Kim crossed her arms and grinned.

“It’s not that I don’t believe you, it’s just that… um…” The brunette hesitated and scratched the back of her head.

“What, you don’t want to admit I was right? Or are you questioning my other theories?” Kim gave a light chuckle. “I would never tell you anything that I wasn’t certain of!”

“I get that but like… did you have to leave in the parts where you’re moaning?”