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Chapter 5 – A Walk In The Park

“Who the fuck are you?!” asked an outraged Lizzie the stranger before her. She tried to cover her embarrassment with justified anger. “Get out or I’m calling the police for breaking into this house!”

“I should be the one calling the police, Amy!” shouted at her Joshua.
“Amy? What? I’m not-“ but she couldn’t finish that sentence as he suddenly moved to grab her.

“It’s funny that you think you can threaten me while naked, you little sl*t. Did I interrupt “naughty time”? Well here, let me help you with that.” Using such a force that poor Lizzie couldn’t match, he grabbed some rubber bands lying on the table (it’s a weird basement, filled with stuff of unknown purpose), and with expert boy-scout training, he tied her hands behind her back and her mouth shut.

“There! Ha! Now you think it’s funny to humiliate my girlfriend and leave her helpless? What kind of a sick person would do that?”

“Mmmph mmph!” was the answer he received. “Oh, that’s right, me! I’m about to do that right now.” he answered sarcastically. “Let’s see what I can make with all this stuff… Hmm, a spinning rotor… lots of bug squashing things… why would she need so much?”
Lizzie could almost see a light bulb flash over Joshua’s face when he had the most sinister smile on his face. He knew exactly what he was going to build.


After half an hour of improvised engineering, Joshua was proud of his work. He calmly left the basement, enjoying every time he heard a loud “SMACK!” and a muffled yelp of pain that repeated every few seconds, showing him that his machine was working like clockwork. “I’ll probably come back tomorrow to free her. She would have learned her lesson by then.” He thought to himself. It’s a shame he missed so many photographs of Amy in the house that would have shown him that he was punishing the wrong woman.

Where is the real Amy? Right now she is hiding in the bushes, naked, holding a big butterfly net.
“Damn it, too many people between here and my house. Damn kids, don’t they have school?”
After a few minutes, Amy’s guilt took over. “I have to find that bug, even if it means running around naked. Who knows what kind of damage its doing.” And so she stood up, ready to go on the move. “But wait, how am I going to find him? I need access to the internet, see if there is anything on vanishing clothes. But how am I going to find access to the web?” Amy’s conclusion that her best hope is to find a Smartphone, so she can browse the internet while on the move. But, she concluded, she is going to have to steal it, as she didn’t possess one herself.


It was a sunny day. A great day for another one of Rachel’s morning runs through the small park in her neighborhood. Like many women, it was important for Rachel to maintain good health and a fit (sexy), body. Running with her yoga pants usually caused men to take on the same hobby, right behind her. She had a unique beauty, mostly due to her short red hair which was rather uncommon. However, this time it was her Smartphone that gave her the attention unwanted attention, for she never ran without the music it contained.

From within the bushes, the naked Amy awaited the opportunity. She knew her best shot was to wait behind one of the benches in the park, hoping someone with the phone will seat. And Rachel did. After about an hour of running, she decided to rest for a bit. It was funny to notice the horde of men that were apparently right behind. They all had a disappointed face, knowing it would be too obvious if they all stopped when she did, so they just kept running.

Amy saw her unbelievable luck. She could clearly see the phone bulging out of Rachel’s back pockets. However, unlucky for her, she did NOT notice that it had earphones connected to it. Inevitably, Rachel felt a sudden tug in her ears that alerted her that a hand was grabbing her Smartphone from within the bushes! “What the hell?!?” Her phone was gone, but she didn’t give up. She bolted right into the bushes only to see a naked women running away. Rachel gave chase (as hard as it was after running a whole hour). However, she managed to catch up and pounced on the thief.

“Give me back my phone, you freak!” she yelled at Amy.
Both girls wrestled each other for about a minute, swinging legs and arms everywhere, until (accidentally) Amy’s butterfly net landed right on Rachel’s head with a loud “ZBANG!”.
“Oh my, what a mess…” thought Amy, looking down at the unconscious girl. She sighed and picked up the Smartphone. But just as she was about to leave, an idea went into her head. It made her feel guilty but “I need protection and it is for the good of the whole”. So she quickly stripped Rachel of all her clothes and left her naked (but she did drag her to a more concealing area).

“Alright, no password! Let’s see if there is anything on vanishing fabric…” she said while clicking on the phone… OH MY GOD!” she gasped. She found hundreds of facebook and twitter and youtube accounts filled with references, photos and videos of the ‘vanishing cheerleader outfits’ in the local college. ”Those poor girls.” However, while she thought those words, she couldn’t help but be slightly aroused by the bug’s doing – “all those girls… publically humiliated… those photos will haunt them forever…” She giggled at the photos of Betty’s huge bush on display for the whole world. Right then she suddenly stopped herself, confused by the places her mind was navigating, and forced her brain to focus on the task at hand.
“Well, now I know its approximate location. No time to waste.” And so her hunt continues as she made her way to the center of the city.

Meanwhile, back in the park, Rachel was coming to her senses only to hear a distant police siren. She slowly opened her eyes to see a middle aged woman screaming “She’s here, officers! The pervert is here!”

“Pervert? What pervert? Wha- Where am I?... FUCK! WHERE ARE MY CLOTHES!” those were Rachel’s first conscious thoughts. Her mind quickly made sense of what was going on- the naked thief stole her clothes, a woman found her and called the police, and now its time to split! She quickly got up on her feet and bolted, not knowing exactly where to go as long as it wasn’t in the direction of the siren.

The 2 cops had to leave the vehicle and go on foot deep into the park. “She ran this way officer! The sicko ran this way!” pointed them the woman. The officer thought to himself “I think you’re the sicko, woman. If I was mayor I would have never dreamed of making nakedness illegal for women…” Nevertheless, it was the law and she must be caught. There are still children in the park.

“Can you see her, joe?” asked one. “Nah, no idea where she went, buddy. Let Buck find her. He never fails”. Buck was the cops’, and like any dog could smell fear from miles away. “Alright, Bucky boy, find the lady. Find the scared little lady.” Realizing his master needed tracking, the dog began to sniff the air. When he caught the scent, he began to bark and bolt right towards the target. “Wait. Wait, Buck! Goddamn, how many times do I have to tell you joe, bring a leash!”

Rachel could here the barks and running steps of an animal, and her heart pounded. “Oh shit. Shit. Shit. They got a dog. Shit. Shit.” She began to increase her speed but she could never outrun a dog. She could here it closing on her, his barks ever closer. She looked back for a second only to see the dog a few meters from her. “It found me! Fuck!”
Still hoping to outrun it she kept on sprinting and sprinting until – “OWW!!” The dog has locked its jaws on her firm ass. Rachel fell to ground all while the beast was still firmly attached to her. It began its attempts to drag it back to its master. “OW! Get off, you stupid mutt! OW!”

All that commotion has began to attract a small gathering of amused joggers, all pointing and laughing, and in mere minutes the cops were upon her. They picked her up, cuffed her hands behind her back and began dragging her through the park, passing by pretty much everyone in the park. I was obvious she was not the only one who came with a Smartphone to the park, and soon enough the flashes of cameras appeared.
“NO! STOP! PLEASE!” Rachel’s eyes began to tear, partly because of the humiliation and partly because Buck was still ‘nomnoming’ on her tushy. Apparently he became quite attached to his new chew toy. Rachel and her captors now passed before the horde of men that always runs behind her. It was a hilarious sight – they all stopped, dropped their jaws, froze for a moment and pulled out their phones and began clicking away, all at the same time as if it was the same person and his clones. “Look!” “There's Rachel” “Oh my god!” “Look at her pussy!” “No, look at the tits!” “There IS a GOD” is what she heard. Rachel’s face (and ass) was redder than her hair and couldn't wait to get out of sight. And finally the cops pushed her inside the car, detached Buck from her (that took some expert canine manipulation) and drove to the station.


To be continued…