[wherearemyclothes]

The first part of another ENF fantasy-story

t was a hot summer afternoon. Sally dressed in just a strapless dress, no bra, panties and high heel sandals. After thinking what to do, she thought of going to the big shopping centre. There it was cool because of the air conditioning, and she could window shop. She didn't actually have any money until the end of the month, not even enough for the bus so she slowly walked in the shade. When she arrived she went though the main entrance to the clothes department. The alarms kept going off and it was a bit chaotic, but no-one seemed to pay any attention to this fact so she just went in with the rest of the crown eager for cool shopping. Sally then spent one hour browsing through clothes she could not afford and finally thought it was time to get home before her flatmates got home as it was her turn to prepare dinner. However, as she went through the door and the alarms went off a woman security office came behind her.

“Excuse me, could you show me your bag?”

“Yes” said Sally, red with shame even though she had done nothing wrong. She was took to a little room separated by a curtain. The officer looked in her bag and found nothing.” Okay, the problem are the clothes I think” and then roughly started looking at the labels. “You see these labels? You are supposed to cut them off at home, if not, the set of the alarm”

“Ah okay, sorry” gulped Sally

“Do you have the ticket of purchase for that dress?”

“No “ bigger gulp, I bought it a month ago.

“Then you will have to hand it over I am afraid” We have had enough of people throwing their old clothes in the bins and putting on new ones and thinking they can get away with it, either you pay for this dress or you give it to me”

“I have no money “ Sally found herself pleading “Please, please, don't make me give you the dress, I am not even wearing a bra”

The officer quickly and swiftly without any more words removed her dress leaving her in her heals and panties covering her breasts.

Could things get worse?

Yes! The officer noticed that her pants were also full of ticket. With a quick yank there were down her ankles and her feet were lifted and they were removed. She was not completely naked in heels

Oh my god, oh my god, thought Sally, red with shame, and with an uncomfortable hot feeling in her crotch.

“Sit on that stool and we will try to contact your flatmates” said the officer leaving the room

Sally sat there totally naked. She squirmed on the stool, the feeling of no clothes was so very powerful she felt outside of herself, but embarrassed was the worse feeling, She felt vulnerable and extremely stupid. The curtain didn't really close and she caught sight of one of her flatmates. She quickly jumped up and put her head through the curtains and hissed her flatmates name. But she got no reply, in her earnesty she fell over and arrived on the floor. The officer appeared to rescue her from many laughing pointing fingers and took her back inside the room.

“I am sorry, you are not to be trusted” and she took the handcuffs from her suit, and quickly tied her to metal pole, her hands behind her back”

“Oh please” said Sally, her voice quivering, please, at least handcuff me so I can cover myself”

The officer gave her first evil grin and just walked out again.

The problem was that as many people knew she was there, and the curtain did not shut properly, people kept peeping in, pointing and laughing. Some where her friends from university

“Please, could you lend me 10 quid just to get a cheap dress to wear”

This petition was met with very high pitch laughs and she heard the clicks of mobile cameras

Sally heard herself begging just for 1 pound to buy some pants. The laughs now where hysterical. Sally felt a great mix of embarrassment and hate for those fully clothed hateful girls and boys. She felt her large breasts hanging for all to see,

“Guess what the front cover of the unofficial hot student press will be” hahahahahahaha said one, as they went away leaving Sally with her nudity, no money and handcuffs to slowly meditate on how the worse was to come.