Chapter 1
Veronica couldn't sleep. She rolled over to check her phone one more time and saw it say 4:00 AM. As far as she knew, she hadn't actually fallen asleep since she rolled into bed around midnight. She never slept that well anyway, but she knew that in this case, it really was nerves about the trip she was about to take. She had a flight the next afternoon to Germany to go on an adventure that she had been looking forward to for weeks, but now terrified her as it drew near. In a little less than 48 hours, Veronica was going to be taking a walk through the city center of Dresden on a busy Friday afternoon. The important, and scary part, was that she would be taking that walk without any clothes on.
Some background for how Veronica ended up in this situation: she was a 25-year-old American girl who felt like she was stuck in a boring life that she didn't ask for. She graduated college with an ok but not great GPA and a journalism degree, but struggled to get a job in her field. She ended up working as a waitress and then bartender at an obnoxious club in San Diego. It was supposed to just be a temporary job until she found something better, but now it had been nearly 4 years and nothing had changed. Bartending brought in just enough money to survive, but she definitely didn't have the kind of savings she should have.
Ideas for supplementary income frequently crossed her mind, but work kept her busy enough that she couldn't really try anything.
She was just as stuck in her personal life. She had been long single, except for a couple of casual partners that didn't mean much to her. She was constantly hit on while at work, but it didn't lead to anything, mostly because she didn't want it to. Family was far away and she plenty had friends, but none that were really close and meaningful. She had both introvert and extrovert tendencies, which made it hard for relationships to develop and stick. Work drained her energy, so when she was free, she liked to have her nights at home, alone. At least she was surrounded by customers and coworkers while she was bartending. She actually enjoyed bartending in a way. It wasn't what she wanted long term, but it was fun enough for now. Since she wasn't that attached to her life in San Diego, she frequently considered just leaving it all and starting over somewhere else. But she wasn't actually brave enough to do something that crazy. So she just kept on going to work day after day and trying to get by.
The other important thing to know about Veronica was her particular kink. That's what really got her into this situation. Veronica loved the idea of exhibitionism and voyeur. She was no prude in any definition of the word. Actually, she'd call herself totally sex positive. She had no problem with porn, frequently enjoying it herself. She slept around in college and enjoyed wearing revealing clothing to frat parties. That continued for a time in her adult life before the job took over her time and energy. The bar she worked at actually required her to wear a pretty revealing uniform, with very short spandex shorts and a deep cut top. Being honest with herself, that uniform and the way she felt in it had kept her at that job longer than she should have stayed. But that uniform was the farthest she had ever gone with her fetish. She was neither brave enough or crazy enough to actually try showing off her body in any kind of unusual setting. Basically, being briefly naked around the gym locker room and in front of sexual partners was her only real exhibitionist experience. But it was good enough.
The ultimate release of her kink was when she was watching the porn she loved. She was initially surprised to find that there was so much content of naked women in public online, but she was glad to see that so many other people had the same interests she did. It made her feel less naughty and less alone with her kink. She even used her limited extra cash to subscribe to one of the big naked in public sites. Watching those videos and imagining how the girls felt while being out there so exposed led to many fantastic orgasms for her. She frequently wondered how she'd feel in their place, but couldn't imagine any reality where she was in a situation even close to that. So she just enjoyed her porn and kept living her life.
There really was no obvious reason that she was so turned on by that fetish, but she loved it. It inspired a complex assortment of emotions when she watched it or thought about it, but in a way it always came down to power. She saw those girls walking around with no fear or shame, totally in control of their actions and commanding total power over the situation. Every eye was on them and that was exactly what they wanted. And maybe that was what she wanted. It was a good enough fantasy to get off to every so often, but just that, a fantasy.
So Veronica was just an everyday millennial girl who felt directionless in life and desperate for change, who just happened to have a kink for the idea of being naked in public. Soon her life was going to change just like she wanted.
The inciting incident for the trip she was about to take happened on a Wednesday morning without warning. A text from her boss woke her up, requesting that she come in early for an all hands-on deck meeting. At 2:00, she and the rest of her coworkers arrived, all confused about the subject. Their boss didn't keep them in suspense. The club was going to be closing for a major renovation due to a water damage issue, so they were all going to temporarily lose their jobs and go on extended furlough. For many, including Veronica, that news caused financial panic.
Technically they were going to keep getting paid part time, but most of them really relied on the tips to make enough to survive. Tips could make up nearly 75% of her income on a good week. They were told that the club would be closing in about a month and a half, and then would be closed for over half a year, so their boss encouraged them to start looking for other places to pick up some work during the closure. Without a new job, she'd be in serious money trouble.
Veronica started following some leads on other bartending jobs she could pick up, but then she started to wonder if this incident was an opportunity to break out of her rut. Maybe she should use this as an opportunity to move away and start over. Or maybe try to get into an entirely new career if she stayed in San Diego. She really felt that this was the time to push herself to try something new. But at least at first, she just kept looking for bartending jobs around the city.
A week or two later, while on one of her porn sessions late at night, she saw something that gave her pause. On her favorite site, that one she subscribed to, she noticed a news post titled "Looking for New Models". Without thinking, she clicked, since she read all the news updates on there anyway. It said that they were preparing for a busy summer of shooting and were looking for suggestions for new models they should try to book. Modeling was to be paid, travel would be covered, and the dates were flexible. It was definitely intended to elicit suggestions of pornstars and internet models that might be popular to the subscribers. But the message also ended with an update about the upcoming model.
The update gave a bio and sample pic of the model for next month, a short and skinny blond girl named Angela, who according to the text was a student and a complete amateur model. Veronica had always assumed that all the girls on here were porn models that did stuff like this regularly. But the bio said that Angela was completely new to this and just wanted to try it out because she thought it would be fun. It said that she was nervous at first, but then had a great experience and didn't regret it at all.
She went back to the videos and continued to get off, but that idea of a completely amateur girl walking around a city fully naked kept coming back to her. What kind of girl with a normal life just decides one day that it would be fun to take off her clothes and walk around Prague, especially while being filmed for the internet? It was certifiably insane. But it was possible and it had happened and that meant that it could happen again. She often thought about herself in the place of the girls she watched, but now it was different. That idea always went away quickly after she finished masturbating, when her logical senses overrode her temporary horniness. She had one of her best orgasms in a long while that night, and for the first time, the thrilling idea of walking around naked in public didn't go away.
She put the idea aside though and continued to go to work while she still could. Now just a couple weeks until she would take a major financial hit, she didn't have much of a plan. She heard other bartenders around her talk about new jobs they had picked up, which just meant that she was both behind schedule and now there were less available positions around the city to be filled. A coworker asked what Veronica planned to do, and she had no response besides suggesting that maybe she would try something besides bartending. She needed a plan.
While brainstorming ways she could make some extra cash, the invasive thought crept back in. Models get paid. That was all she needed to start thinking about her exhibitionist porn again, so as soon as she could that night, Veronica went back to her favorite website. She went straight to one of her favorite videos, where an 18-year-old first time model walked around Prague for nearly half an hour. It was so sexy to see a girl so in control and confident. She wanted to be that confident. She did something she had never done before and actually went to google street view to track the path the model walked. Seeing the streets for some reason made it easier to imagine herself in it and she had another fantastic orgasm.
After getting off, instead of closing the website, she went back to read the models wanted post again. She wasn't really sure why, but she was compelled to at least read it. Could she really do that, she thought. Could she walk around a city in the nude? Quickly, she decided that was an insane idea, closed the page, and tried to put it out of her mind. That was the responsible response to a crazy thought.
