A Towel
From Create Your Own Story
| Status | ||
| Condition | Enjoying herself | Apparel and Items: Large Bath Towel, Purse |
| Day, Time | Saturday, 8am | |
| Need to Use the Bathroom | None | |
| Level of Humiliation | ||
That damned voice in her head had gotten her again. Chelsie had managed to resist two morning masturbation demands, but had fallen prey to her alter-ego's idea that, as she wrapped herself in her towel, she should grab her purse and go. That voice had been so insistent that this would be a brilliantly entertaining idea she had gone with it before even thinking about it.
To that end, she'd hopped into her car and shot off to the mall before she could stop herself. Thankfully, the streets had been rather deserted, and she was fairly certain she'd made it to the mall unnoticed. The rough asphalt, and now cool tile, beneath her bare soles served to remind her just how little was between her and nudity. Thankfully her towel covered her completely from chest to almost her knees, though it was held in place by a rather tenuous knot.
Her alter-ego was in full swing at this point, throwing tempting ideas her way, ones which were piquing her interest, and her libido.
So, I've got a few ways for us to have fun with this. Go shopping for, say, an hour, wearing just this towel. It'll be a blast, wearing nothing but it, so close and yet so far to exposure.
Or, you could go buy some clothes. Put a spin on it, though. If you go for coverage, you get two items. Shoes and socks count. If the outfit's more risque, you get more items.
Even as she listened, as a faint tingle started in her loins, Chelsie was trying to find some reserve, some resolve in which to end this, but she couldn't find the will to tell the voice to fuck off.
With a groan, she chose to...
