Jen wakes up on the beach several hours later. She sits up and raises her arms above her head as she lets out a loud yawn. Jen looks from side to side but she cannot see Crystal anywhere.
"Damn it, where did she go?" Jen mutters to herself.
Jen wonders if Crystal has left her alone on the beach to fend for herself. While she has grown accustomed to going topless all day Jen didn't think she would have to endure the rest of the trip alone. Jen figures she might as well go and look for Crystal.
As Jen stands up she feels a cool breeze between her legs. She knows her thong is very minimal but this is the first time Jen has felt that much sensation down there. Wondering if maybe she twisted her thong out of place while sleeping Jen looks down to inspect it, thinking she might have to do some necessary adjustments. To her surprise and shock when she looks down Jen finds nothing where her last remaining piece of clothing should be.
"Oh shit! What happened to my bikini?" Jen looks around frantically on the sand at her feet but her thong is nowhere in sight. Jen immediately places a hand over her crotch to hide her shaved pussy from view. She looks around her and can see people coming. Normally she wouldn't worry about them seeing her topless but without her suit Jen knows that there will be no mistaking that she is naked. Jen crouches down into a fetal position and pulls her legs to her chest and wraps her arms around them as she sits in the sand. The people just walk by and don't notice that Jen is sitting there without a scrap of clothing on her.
Jen stays there for several minutes rocking back and forth nervously. She wonders how Crystal could have done this. Then she realizes the ugly truth, that's what Crystal does whenever they go out. No matter what she does, Crystal always manages to get Jen naked somehow. Jen rests her chin on her knees as she thinks about what to do next. She knows that she cannot remain sitting here all day. If she gets up however people are going to see her naked body. Of course she knows if she stays more people are going to notice her just sitting there and if they get close enough they will realize that she isn't wearing anything, so either way she is screwed!
Jen can feel her heart pounding in her chest against her legs and she knows she has to decide quickly. Jen makes the conscious decision to get up and try to make a run for the nearest cover. Jen looks to the far end of the beach and sees the wall that divides the sand with the boardwalk. The wall is far away and in front of her are a lot of beachgoers. If she runs for it people will undoubtedly see her and there is little she can do to cover her nudity.
Jen gets up carefully and tries to hold her legs together tightly so people can't see her pussy. When she stands up Jen tries to crouch slightly so her pussy isn't totally out in the open. She places a hand over her slit and takes her other arm and crosses it over her chest. Jen slowly begins to walk towards the other end of the beach. With both her hands and arms occupied Jen cannot move that quickly. She notices as she goes that people are started to look up from what they are doing and see her. Jen can feel her whole body shaking all over at the embarrassment of all these people seeing her walking by them with so much of her on display. Jen does take some small comfort in the fact that her most intimate parts are covered just barely. That doesn't calm the feeling in the pit of her stomach though. She knows this is wrong and all Jen wants to do is find someplace out of the way to crawl into and hide.
About halfway across the sand the looks of people increase as the crowds get more thick. She can hear the gasps from the women, especially the older ladies and the younger girls who have never seen a naked woman before. Jen can just imagine what is going through their minds right now, the thoughts of shock and disgust at her. She holds tightly onto her breast as she presses her arm as close to her chest as she can and her other hand she presses as hard against her pussy as she can. Jen feels even more self conscious because she can feel the parts of her she is touching, parts that should be covered with a bathing suit and instead she is using her own body as a shield. Jen knows she has to get to that wall as quick as she can. She knows that at this pace though she won't get there quick enough. Jen notices that the more she tries to hide herself the more people look at her and she ends up making a tough decision.
Despite the extreme effort it takes, Jen drops her hands from her body. She stands there with her breasts exposed. Jen doesn't care that people can see her tits. They're just boobs after all, everyone has them. Jen lets her arm flop to her side, exposing her tiny breasts and large round nipples again. Her nipples are hard and erect from her ordeal so they are quite visible to the crowd. Jen still keeps one hand firmly between her legs as she slowly waddles along. Jen is aware that despite letting everyone see her breasts again her overall speed hasn't increased and she knows the only way to get to her goal faster is to do something she really doesn't want to do and dreads most of all. Jen takes her shaking hand and drops it from her pussy, letting her now firm pink lips be exposed to the sunlight and all the prying eyes.
Now that she is on show for all to see Jen decides all bets are off and she breaks into a run towards the wall. She is almost 3/4's of the way there. Jen runs as hard as she can, using all the experience she has running in the triathlon to push her forward and this time she doesn't have any clothing to get in the way. Jen is surprised how quick she can move without any restrictions from clothing. She has never run totally naked like this before, there has always been something she has worn, usually on her lower half to hide her most intimate bits. Despite the added speed it gives her Jen wishes she had that small amount of cloth covering her if only to hide her enlarged sex from all the drooling men around her.
Jen runs so hard her usually firm breasts that rarely move at all even when unrestrained start to bounce wildly. Jen keeps running and resists the urge to try and hold her wobbling breasts in place. The only thing on her mind is reaching that wall and then she can hide behind it and plan her next move.
Jen sees the wall coming up a few feet ahead and she breaks into a hard sprint, throwing her legs out there in giant strides, one after the other. Normally she would think this was very graceful and eloquent but not under the current circumstances. Jen knows she is probably showing more of herself than she ever would otherwise outside of the bedroom to a lover but she knows that she has to get off the beach and find Crystal so she can get her bikini back and restore some level of modesty to herself.
Jen reaches the wall and crouches behind it. She can feel the sweat pouring down her naked form. Jen pokes her head around the corner and can see the street in the distance. She knows there are shops nearby and hopes that she can acquire something to wear until she finds Crystal. Ideally Jen would like to find something to cover both parts of her at least until she finds Crystal but at the moment she would settle just for something to cover her lower area so she doesn't have to remain bottomless. Her only concern now is how to cross the street.
Jen sees a few people and cars go by. Not as many as were on the beach but still enough to be a problem if anyone sees her. She knows that she has to risk it though. The shops on the other side of the street are her only way to get dressed. Jen slowly tiptoes out of her cover and tries to walk stealthily towards the intersection. She finds the crosswalk and looks both ways. Jen does see any cars coming and decides this is her chance.
In the most ladylike pose she can make under the circumstances Jen walks across the street with her head held high and her chest thrust out and her belly flat against her body. Jen knows that when she walks across the street all the people in the cars can see of her is the side of her tits. Nobody can see her pussy or her ass unless they are in front or in back of her so unless someone crosses the street coming towards her nobody will see her naked body.
Jen hurries across the street. Just as she reaches the other side Jen sees a car coming out of the corner of her eye. She turns her head and sees the car is black and white, the same police officer from earlier has noticed her. Jen feels a tingle of fear going down her spine. She knows that if the officer didn't think she was naked before he sure will now if he sees her and the last thing Jen wants is to spend the night in a jail cell. Jen quickly jumps onto the sidewalk and runs hard towards one of the stores. She ducks inside.
As Jen makes it safely inside she hears the police car shoot by outside. Jen lets out a sigh of relief and looks around the store. She notices that it's a clothing store and they sell bikinis. Jen looks around at the different suits hanging on the wall. All of the bikinis are much more conservative than the one she was wearing. Jen notices that they all have matching tops and bottoms. She knows that she couldn't possibly afford both parts and is hoping that they would sell the bottoms separately. Jen digs out her wallet and counts what she has. She soon realizes she doesn't have enough to buy a bikini.
Jen decides to ask the store clerk if they sell bottoms separately and how much they are. The store clerk does a double take as he sees Jen walk up to him naked. He blinks his eyes in astonishment at her.
"I never thought I'd see a naked girl in my store. Usually they just come in those skimpy swimsuits. Let me guess you lost your suit while swimming?" The store clerk asks Jen.
"Yes I did." Jen stammers to him, not wanting to tell the guy the real reason she isn't wearing anything.
"What can I get you?" The clerk asks Jen.
"I need to find some bottoms for a swimsuit I can wear." Jen leans over the counter nervously as she tries to plead her case to him.
