The Naked Countess Ii Ch 03

A Meal and a Show

Lala stood in front of the large bathroom mirror, trying to catch her breath. The girl's hands were shaking, her cheeks felt like they were burning, and she couldn't shake off that nervous laughter. It hit her as soon as she crossed the interplanar portal and stood on that platform, surrounded by ICA agents and technicians. They were of different genders, ages, and nations, but had one thing in common: their eyes.

Those hungry, gawking, sometimes surprised, or even scornful eyes that stared at Lala's bare flesh like nobody stared at her before. That's when the pink-haired girl felt her muscles become stiff and could only wave like an idiot before Eleonora came to her rescue. She took it for a simple surprise at first, but during the ride everything got even worse.

Lala stood upright and examined her nude form in the mirror. The girl's shapely, somewhat bulky body of an athlete seemed different somehow. Her round breasts were still there, her vulva was as tight and hairless as always, and her slightly visible abs remained on her belly. Yet she felt a weird sense of discomfort seeping through her image. She was scared. No, that's not the right word. Ashamed? Closer, but still not it.

She was embarrassed.

"Guide me, Many-eyed," Lala said as she began washing her face with cold water, hoping it'd calm her down.

It was hard for the girl to understand, as she's never had this emotion before. Nakedness was her natural state, clothing had never touched that body since birth. And yet, somehow, on Earth it started to feel different. Lala knew it wasn't the norm here, and she didn't think that'd be a problem. Yet as soon as this flurry of stares hit her, she felt the ground slipping from under her feet.

She never received that kind of attention before, and it was just too much for an emotional, impressionable girl like her. Leo must've been bolder than she imagined. Lala tried to collect herself after a freezing shower but felt only a desire to barricade herself in this room and never leave again. However, it wasn't meant to be, and a familiar voice ringing out in the hallway reminded her of that.

"Hello, where is my bodyguard? I'm about to enter a dangerous gastronomic environment. I need assistance to defeat all of the food in their buffet," Leo said like a warchief.

"I'm... I'm coming. Give me a minute!" Lala's voice trembled when she imagined herself in the middle of a buffet with everyone staring at her.

"I told you not to eat carafruit with undergreens prior to our trip, didn't I?" the blonde made Lala cringe a little with her joke.

The pink-haired girl said she had to fix her make-up and that she'd be right up. Leo replied ironically again, saying that she understands since Lala must feel naked without her eyeliner.

"As you wish. But I got two hunky soldiers here and one cute boy with black hair, so it's in your best interest not to miss our lunch!" the countess finally walked away from the door while Arnold complained about being called "boy" in the background.

Lala got some of her hot-pink eyeliner on, then some more, then another bit. It continued until she realized there was no room for more make-up, and it was time to face her fear. She couldn't tell Eleonora. How would her lady react if she realized that her closest friend had such sinful, heinous feelings like shame over her own nudity?

No, Leo and her family trusted her with this mission, and she had to follow through. With these thoughts, Lala forced herself to leave the bathroom, still blushing and giggling like a nerd on a first date. The CMNF group walked to the elevator while Lala tried to focus her mind or something else and put her hands around her large, alluring tits to make them at least a little less jiggly.

The buffet tables groaned under the lines of different dishes, each more tempting than the last. Cooking sounds and pleasant aromas filled the air, making the delegation's mouths water. The warmth from the kitchen pleasantly caressed the girls' naked bodies while making clothed delegates sweat a little. Lala felt her stomach rumble in anticipation and could finally concentrate on something other than her nudity.

But only for a moment, as she quickly saw more than two dozen people at the tables, with most of them staring at her and Leo's bouncing breasts and butts like they were the tastiest meals this place could offer. Lala got so nervous she even dropped the tray, attracting even more attention. She quickly got it back and jested with "silly me" before approaching the food rows.

She had to get creative while talking to others and choosing her food, covering herself with a tray as if on accident. First, she placed it over her backside to block the view for the male patrons, who seemed hungry in more ways than one. Then she had to move it to her front because the cooks kept staring at her titties, some even forgetting to look after their food! Despite Lala's best efforts, she began blushing again, and her speech turned to mumbling. Well, at least it won't be noticeable when she'll be munching on those scallops.

Leo was completely fine, just as expected. She slapped a guy's butt after hearing him say that "he'd choose this blonde's buns over any other bread they offer" and even made a couple of cracks herself, happy to accept the role of a shameless nudist they saw her as. After loading up their plates with enough food to rival the soldiers', the athletic girls walked to the table, where Lala could finally relax a little thanks to the tablecloth concealing part of her naked form.

"Hey," Eleonora pointed at Lala's legs before they began eating, "don't be so unwelcoming to our spectators."

Lala looked down and realized she sat cross-legged with her back hunched over, as if trying to hide behind the other delegates. Meanwhile, Leo confidently spread her legs and puffed out her chest, provoking the horny onlookers further. When the blonde jokingly urged Lala to do the same, she agreed despite the trembling in her limbs nearly making her drop her plate.

"Y-you alright?" Arnold asked with concern.

"Yeah, absolutely, totally!" Lala replied with the help of the translator, "just hungry."

With this, she stuffed her mouth full of food and started eating like a savage, hopeful that the taste would draw the shame out of her mind.

"So, Lady Eleonora, I trust you remember our talking points?" Araman took the stage, calm and serious.

Leo nodded, her gaze suddenly changing. Both Lala and Arnold were surprised to see that silly, playful nudie suddenly turn into a cold-hearted diplomat when she started going over the upcoming deal with Araman. They talked in Sanflarian, so nobody, even Arnold, could eavesdrop. He could only hear Araman's serious tone shift from time to time and Leo making active gestures with her fork while her boobs jiggled along.

They had lot to discuss, with both Leo and the baron having strong views that didn't always coincide. For example, the documentary's genre, as the baron wanted to focus on his country's history and technological advancements more than anything to demonstrate their achievements. Leo, on the other hand, would like a broader view of their culture as a whole. Including a part dedicated to religious and social norms associated with female nudity, which she anticipated to be the most popular topic among Earthians.

However, the first thing they decided to do was to act as a united front, whatever disagreements they may have. Being united while remaining different was a principle that all Sanflarians were familiar with. Even still, there were a number of difficulties they could expect.

They ranged from the degree of the Americans' creative involvement and the project's budget to more abstract issues like the nudity taboo in most countries. It seemed like the promotion of this documentary would turn into a whole separate topic where they'll have to fight against Earthian barbaric censorship. There was an idea of blurring the women's privates for the cinema feature, but Leo didn't even want to hear it.

"I've seen their shameful black bars and pixels hiding what should've been free for anyone to land their gazes on," she scoffed at the thought, "we are not making a unique project about Sanflaria with our own perspective to just repeat what their researchers were doing all this time."

"That's right! Nudity, heck yeah!" Lala agreed haphazardly.

Others glanced at the pink-haired girl in surprise, causing her even more discomfort, but soon continued the discussion after Leo gave her bodyguard a shoulderpat and thanked her for her sincere, enthusiastic support. Lala gave a couple more hectic endorsements like this, every one of which only caused her embarrassment to rise. Soon, she realized she just couldn't take it anymore. She could barely hold the dessert spoon due to all the shaking and shivers traveling across her body.

The fear soon took over and made Lala do something drastic: she grabbed the ice-cream cup and held it over her chest for a moment, then jerked her hand sideways and "accidentally" spilled all of the vanilla-chocolate flavor mix right onto her breasts and belly, shivering from the sudden coldness.

"Oh no, I'm so clumsy today," she said dramatically, "I'll go clean myself up to the bathroom, be right back!"

However, right when she got up from her seat, she felt a strong yet soft grip on her shoulder.

"Why is that?" Leo sat her friend back down, her lips curled in a mischevious smile. "I think we both know there is a better way to clean up, don't we?"

Sparks of energy were dashing in the countess' eyes, and it seemed like she thought Lala was in on her idea as well. Leo must've spotted that her movement was fake but completely misunderstood its purpose! Before Lala could react and explain the situation, Leo had already bent down and neared her breasts.

"My bodyguard is under attack by this cold liquid. I have to save her from hypothermia quickly!" Leo exclaimed while Arnold and even the Sanflarian soldiers blushed, realizing what she was about to do.

The blonde began by sticking out her tongue and licking some ice cream off Lala's chin, admiring its taste with soft moaning. Then she lowered her head and started tasting the dessert right from her friend's tits, carefully but quickly caressing their soft forms. Lala continued giggling, her hands shaking even more as she saw the shocked patrons around them. Some of them cheered the naked girls on, others took photos, an older couple even left, unable to take this indecency.

Leo's wet tongue traveled across her friend's impressive chest with no restrictions, soon ending up on her nipples, which she kept playfully sucking and biting with a naughty smile on her lips. Lala let out a moan as well, but clearly not because of the ice cream. She'd like to think her nipples got hard and her pussy started tingling due to the coldness, but deep inside she knew it was only one of the reasons.

Arnold ended going to the bathroom himself since he simply couldn't take this sexual pressure anymore. Soldiers and the translator stared at Leo in awe, making cracks to each other about her carefree nature. While seeing naked girls was ordinary for them, something like this was still quite a sight. Araman, on the other hand, advised Leo to be more serious and returned to his studies, unbothered by the sexual show in front of him.

Lala's meek protests did nothing to stop her countess, who soon slid her tongue all over the bodyguard's breasts and turned her attention to her belly, playfully kissing each of the abs. When the pink-haired girl managed to utter her first coherent sentence, Leo was already sticking her tongue inside of her belly button, sucking all of the vanilla-chocolate goodness out of it like a hungry predator.

"M'lady, everyone's watching... and filming... and..." Lala said, her mind messy with all kinds of pleasant and stressful thoughts fighting each other.

"Stay still," Leo gently slapped the girl's hip. "Otherwise, the ice cream will spill further. We don't want that, do we? He-he."

"A-as you say, Lady Eleonora," Lala whispered obediently, barely able to make a sound.

Lala's eyes dashed from side to side, scanning each look aimed at her naked, dirty figure. She felt like a spy trying her best not to break character under interrogation that got more intense with each catcall and camera click. Her legs urged her to run away, her hands held the table so hard that its cloth nearby ripped, but Lala held her ground, feeling her ass pressing against the chair.

"M-m-m," Leo kept licking while also glancing at the people recording her and winking at their pervy gazes.

Finally, Lala's body was completely clean. At least save for her pussy, which was now covered by several streams of chocolate. Leo bit her lip in anticipation and put her hand right on her friend's vulva. Another moan escaped Lala's mouth, and her vision became hazy, but she didn't dare to speak against her mistress' will. The playful fingers slowly traveled upwards, collecting the chocolate on their way, then let go and neared Leo's mouth.

"Very good ice cream! Too bad you didn't have a chance to have more," she said, putting the chocolate-covered fingers in her mouth and licking them clean.

"N-no big deal," Lala giggled again, but louder, "it's unhealthy for my diet anyway!"

"I think you've been a very good bodyguard so far and deserve a treat. How about you try some of mine?" Leo held up her own cup and playfully balanced it on top of her tits, ready to cover herself with the cold, sticky dessert.

But this time Lala was faster. Her leg moved as if on a reflex, fueled by the adrenaline of her blinding shame. It took one precise hit to break the chair's leg, and in the very next second, Lala was already flying to the floor while Leo looked at her in surprise, thinking that the seat just broke on its own. Arnold came back just in time to help Lala up and proposed she come back to their room, to which the girl agreed. Meanwhile, Leo got up and started demanding that the craftsman who made this furniture be brought before her to face trial. It took Araman and the rest of the delegation to calm the furious amazon down.

Lala left the buffet feeling very conflicted: she hated to trick her best friend like that, but at least now she could get a breather.

***

Unfortunately for Lala, she couldn't fake a trauma well enough, and the rest of her day was not much better. At sunset, the naked girls went on a stroll around the hotel's territory with a small crowd of horny onlookers following them around. Then, Leo--as always--got bolder and decided to walk onto the shiny streets of the city itself, where Lala had to accompany her all the time.

The blonde gracefully stepped on the sidewalk under the rays of the setting sun, waving and smiling to passersby with noble pride. Lala scuttled beside her, not knowing what to do with her arms as well as her round, feminine shapes that treacherously attracted gazes from every direction. She wasn't enjoying this in the slightest, but Leo didn't seem to notice, instead taking her hand and daring her to walk farther and farther from the hotel to see all of the interesting buildings, murals, and billboards.

The worst part was taking photos for, and with, the lusty men who thought they could do everything if they saw a girl walking naked. Leo didn't protest against their hands on her butt, vulgar comments, or requests to take a suggestive pose. To her, these were compliments from the people who, while uncultured, served as living proof that it was necessary for women to go naked around them and thus supported her philosophy. She even let one especially bold guy fondle her tits for half a minute, feeling sympathy for him being deprived of the female nudity in his daily life.

Lala didn't object to her friend's radical nudism, but every touch and comment still felt like a jolt of electricity running through her body. She accidentally gave one guy an elbow when he touched her too quickly, then had to apologize and let him grope her ass so he wouldn't try suing her for battery. One of the most humiliating moments of Lala's life, and she dreaded to think what could come next! At least Leo quickly jumped to her friend's defense and commended her quick reaction.

Lala only felt calm after their walk when the delegation came back to their suites. Before going to sleep, Leo decided to have a nice, warm bath and invited Lala to share it with her. It was nice lying together with her lady, their bodies rubbing and pressing against each other in the soapy water. It was also important to rid their bodies of all the dust and dirt, especially their bare feet that turned black from walking the city roads.

"You're quite tense today. No worries, I understand. First day of work, first day in another world... It happens," the blonde said as she began massaging Lala's shoulders just the way she liked it.

The bodyguard could feel the stress and anxiety leaving her body at once but still couldn't make herself tell the truth. Leo was so sure of Lala's shamelessness that she couldn't even consider her being embarrassed, despite seeing her blushes and trembling throughout the day. How would she react if she learned about it? Lala decided to start cautiously.

"My lady..."

"Come on, we are not in public right now. Just Leo."

"Leo, you know, I chatted with some friends before we left. They said visiting Earth would be s-o-o cool and unusual! Honestly, I agree, but some girls also felt a little... Scared, maybe?"

"Scared? Of what?"

"Well... of the locals making such a fuss about nudity. They said that, like, they feel fine on Sanflaria, but when everyone sees it as something shameful, they could get scared and even try to cover their bits. It was none of our friends, no-no, but still, interesting idea, right? What, um, would you think about such a girl?"

The blonde shook her head, and her grip became tighter for a moment.

"I'm unsure, Lala. It sounds very odd to me. Especially the part about covering their bodies. I'm used to seeing this reaction in the local females. Poor things strive for nudity with their miniskirts and tank tops but don't have enough courage to go all the way, chained by the outdated laws of this society... But from one of our own? I'd suspect some problems."

"Oh, Leo, you won't believe it, but I said the same! But, um, what kind of problems?"

"Maybe she's too unsure of herself and needs further guidance. Maybe there's some weakness in her character that needs to be addressed before she steps foot on Earth. Or she's just disrespectful to our traditions and views the foreigners' view as more valuable than ours! Either way, I don't think I would've taken such a troubled girl on my mission. I wouldn't trust her to spread our message."

Lala felt her heart sinking deeper and deeper with each word her lady spoke. The water was still warm, but she couldn't stop shivering. Of course, there was nothing surprising about that response. Lala knew about Leo's patriotic views since they were children; this talk just served as a confirmation.

"I can feel your disappointment, you know."

These words made Lala freeze in fear of the next phrase Leo might say. However, the blonde simply laughed and hugged her from behind, barraging her neck and cheeks with kisses.

"My emphathetic friend, don't fret. I'm certain the girls you talk about will find their way eventually. We'll lead them by example, showing off our bodies even more to pave the road forward! How's that sound?"

"Wowie, what a great idea!" Lala threw her hands into the air.

For the first time in her life, she regretted being unable to drown in a bathtub.

At least the night finally brought Lala her long-awaited peace as the two cuddled and began dozing off in each other's arms. The countess looked calm and confident as she fell asleep with her cheek pressed to Lala's breast, and, for once, the pink-haired girl allowed this feeling to overtake her as well. It seemed as if everything would be alright in the end, and all of her issues were already becoming a distant memory...