Megan slunked back into the room to collect herself. She closed her eyes, took a few deep breaths to calm her nerves, then opened her eyes and looked down to confirm that she is, to her dismay, still naked. "I can't stay in this room forever," she laments, "someone's going to come in here eventually and catch me with my pants down...not that I have one to begin with," she continued, letting out a nervous giggle at her own little joke.
She did reconsider asking for help, but she shook that thought off. A young beautiful naked woman wearing nothing but a sheepish smile and the hardly sufficient cover of her arms, walking up to a crowd of strangers and asking for help? "Nope, I can't imagine that going well for me. How do I even begin to explain myself? What am I supposed to say? Oh hey guys, brrr, is it cold in here or is it just me?"
Best case scenario, the crowd would gawk in awe at her barely contained frontal nudity and the wonderful curves of her figure while taking a good, long look of her defenseless ass. Worst case scenario, they wouldn't even consider lending their aid, opting instead to pry the only cover she had away and parade her around in all her naked glory, thereby depriving her of any semblance of modesty as every inch of her nude body, including her most private parts, would be laid bare for all to see. In either case, they'll definitely keep records of her humiliating exposure, in memory, photo and video.
If there's any consolation for her in this mortifying situation, the crowd outside remains oblivious to her immodest state. And if she played her cards right, she could get to some proper cover that isn't just her arms, without anyone's notice. As though signalling a cue to her, she heard an announcement over the ship comms, "Attention crew, this is your captain speaking, you have 15 minutes to brace yourselves before we begin the final warp to our destination, I repeat 15 minutes to warp, brace yourselves."
Upon hearing that announcement, the crowd almost immediately dispersed, presumably running off to safer locations. Even the couple she saw earlier made like a tree and leave, and the hallway that was previously bustling with activity had become more quite. This is it, she thought, but first she looked down and checked to see if her important bits are adequately covered.
She adjusted the arm she crossed over her breasts to completely shield her nipples from view, but due to her large bust, the vast majority of her breasts remain exposed, and her act of cover also squished them together to form a seductive cleavage bound to draw in gazes of all manners, if there's anyone around to notice. She then moved her gaze further downwards to her crotch, and cupped her free hand over it, providing her nether region with much better coverage than the arm over her breasts could.
It's a shame she still had to leave her ample shapely butt out in the open, but she doesn't have another arm to spare so she had to make do for now. "I want to say I'd kill for some clothes right now, but that feels a bit excessive. I just have to keep my rear covered as I go." She moved closer to the door and peeked her head out, looking both ways and waiting patiently in an attempt to exploit a perfect opening. "Not yet. Too risky. That cuts too close for comfort. Now!" She dashed out of her room, accurately charting her path to put herself in the wandering crews' blind spot and behind environmental cover.
On multiple occasions, she was forced to stand with her arms to her side behind support columns that barely hide her, relinquishing the cover of her breasts and pussy just to avoid detection. Some crew members, all of them male, even got a bit too close for her comfort, as they stood right next to her while she still had her entire naked body on full display, inevitably forcing a blush to creep up her face.
The frequent occurrence of this forced exhibitionism, coupled with an uncomfortable amount of close calls, had the side effect of making her wet between her legs. She felt the erect nipples under her arm harden, and she was tempted to do more with the hand on her crotch than just cover, but she managed to stop herself. "Knock it off Megan, you may have amnesia but you haven't forgotten that this isn't the time and place for it," she whispered to herself.
It seems being naked in public didn't just take its toll on her sense of modesty, but also on her sense of time, given that she couldn't figure out how much time she had left before the final warp. "As if streaking naked on the ship wasn't bad enough, I also still need to get to safety before the warp. There's barely anyone here now at least, so that's a relief." With that said, she continued walking down the hallway cautiously, naked as the day she was born, to either find a safe haven or preferably clothes. "I'd settle for a towel at this point, this is getting ridiculous." As she thought so, the sudden appearance of a man's singing voice jolted her pulse to a faster pace.
(sung with Monty Python's Brave Sir Robin melody)
Boldly nude Ms Megan, is prancing on bare feet,
With her jiggly naked ass, oh nude Ms Megan,
She was not at all afraid to be nude in a public place, nude nude nude nude Ms Megan.
Her face visibly reddened as she heard and understood that the lyrics very clearly intended to describe her titillating experience. She tried looking around for the source of the voice, but to no avail. "Shit shit shit, I need to book it, fast!" She decided that it wasn't worth searching for the owner of the disembodied voice while she's still in the buff, and started running down the hallway while checking on the doors to find an empty unlocked room to hide in. In the meantime, the voice continued singing about her predicament.
She was not in the least bit scared to streak naked and get caught,
Or to have her tits revealed with her nipples erect,
To have nothing to wear except the smile on her face,
And her crotch all wet and sticky, nude Ms Megan.
"Stop it, you daft bastard!" She could feel her face heating up and her pulse quickening as the song goes on, now certain that the voice was detailing her scandalous misadventure. "And quit looking at me, fucking pervert!" She was getting more and more desperate as time ticked by, as is evident by her lack of attention to her cover. Her arms slipped often while she ran, which made for some exciting nip and crotch slips. Undeterred by her futile protest, the voice went on singing.
Her boobs are big and her nipples pink,
And her butt so supple, it shakes as she runs,
Her crotch so smooth and her pussy virgin,
And her face is red...
"Oh finally an unlocked door, screw it, I'm going into this room, I don't care anymore, I just want this nightmare to be over with." The disembodied voice was getting on her nerves, and she couldn't be bothered attempting to get the optimal solution to her problem. Regardless of what lies on the other side of this door, she coming in, full throttle and no hesitation. As it turns out, the door leads to...
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