Allura walked up to the woman at the cash register, placed her groceries on the conveyor, and noted the woman's gaze lingering on her milky white breasts. As her groceries were rung through, Allura began to experience a dampness between her thighs as she imagined what it would be like to have this woman's face buried in her crotch. The woman, of course, did not know she was naked, nor did anyone else in the store thanks to her Hypno back home projecting the illusion of clothing from afar. Allura often wandered the streets of Saffron City in the nude. Nudism was often looked down upon because of societies closed-minded outlook on the subject, and so she did what she could to enjoy herself while keeping the peace. Sometimes though, in a park or alleyway, she would telepathically direct Hypno to drop the guise, and truly be free in her own skin.
She walked back out onto the busy street and placed the groceries in the trunk of her car. There was a park nearby, and she had to take care of the heat between her legs brought on by thoughts of her and the perky grocery store attendant entwined in voracious lovemaking. The thought of running her tongue between the cheeks of the woman's ass was almost too much.
The park was only a short walk away from where her vehicle was parked. Along the way she noted the appreciative gazes of passing males and wondered what Hypno had dressed her in today. She couldn't see the illusion that was visible to others, only her bare skin and enticing form.
She sat down in the sporty little car and turned it over, enjoying for the hundredth time how it hummed to life. The park was fairly deserted. It was the perfect time to do a little naked wandering.
"Hypno," she said when she was more-or-less out of sight of any park-goers, "no more clothes for now."
The only way to tell that Hypno had heard her, and obeyed, was the psychic chill that swept over her for the briefest of seconds. Allura was now naked for the world to see. It was risky, and she loved it.
She placed her hand on a cedar branch in a small thicket at the edge of the park and leaned against it while her other hand traced the cleft of her ass. Nimble fingers danced across her anus until, after a few moments of this, she wet the opening and eased a finger inside. Allura let out a lusty breath as her fingertip passed her inner ring, imagining it to be the hand of the perky girl at the store rather than her own. She was clean back there and she knew it, so after satisfying her more taboo desires she used the same hand—and more spit—to rub her clit to orgasm. Hot juices trickled down her leg as her knees buckled slightly.
"Ummm, miss? You left your cucumbers at the store. I saw you head this way and recognized your car when I got to the park. I just got off."
