Kate nervously ducked behind a bush. It was late at night, even the street outside the hotel seemed dead. Kate was just down the road a little from the hotel she was staying at. Most people had gone to sleep by this point.
Kate was wearing a simple outfit. A t-shirt and a skirt as far as anyone else would be able to see. Beneath, Kate had a matching set of dark blue bra and panties.
Her heart beat rapidly. She'd just been down to this spot awhile ago and had scoped out the scene. She knew it wouldn't be busy, and happy to see there hadn’t been any increases in activity. She had only passed one other guest on her way out of the hotel, and no one on the sidewalk. She’d counted there only been two cars that passed.
Kate had recently graduated high school. She didn’t stand too tall, and her straight, red hair wasn’t very long either. Kate was no doubt a cutie though, and even a simple bikini looked good.
Kate had a plan that evening. She was going to strand herself naked right there at the side of the street.
The plan sounded insane. To be left naked, and so far from her room, would be quite a risk. She’d have to sneak down the road, past a few buildings, and climb six floors once in the hotel to get to her room. She would have no way to cover herself.
Kate however couldn’t help herself. The idea of being stuck naked, with such a distance to travel, excited her. Kate was addicted to taking risk that involved her own exposure. She wouldn’t want to be caught, but the idea that she might be was both scary and thrilling.
Kate had one thing besides her outfit with her, and that was a pair of scissors.
Kate took a moment to look up and down the street. No one was about.
Everything seemed in order. She had her plan. She was alone. The hotel was quiet that night. Everything would be set. She’d cut up her only pieces of clothing, and then sneak back to her room.
With shaking hands, Kate looked down at herself. She didn’t even stop herself once as she began to cup up along the side of her skirt. It had been cheap, bought specifically for this task.
Once the garment was ruined, and fallen to the ground, Kate began to cut it up more. She smiled as she felt her bare legs rub against each other as she knelt behind the bush. She heard a car pass, but was confident she was well hidden behind the line of shrubbery.
With the skirt undone, Kate wasn’t too worried yet. Her shirt hid plenty, and in the past she’d been able to pass off underwear as a bikini before.
With that thought in mind, Kate began to cut the shirt off her body. The old t-shirt didn’t stand a chance, and it too was a few tattered remains.
Kate knelt in just her bra and panties now.
Kate again had to look at herself. She already was pretty exposed, but she knew the naughtiest parts were still hidden. Her modest chest was still wrapped up and hidden from view. She knew that if anyone came by they wouldn’t see something so scandalous as her bare lips below. She was essentially still modestly covered.
Yet even with the worry and fear running through her mind, Kate lifted one of the straps on her bra. She slid the blade of the scissors under it, and cut right through it.
The small thin piece of material fell. She could feel the support her bra gave lessen. Although a cup remained in front of her left breast, she knew it wasn’t going to be for long. She knew that even though she could try to hold the bra together at this point, she was still a step closer to total nudity.
Kate began to repeat what she did to the right strap. Suddenly the bra lost all support at her shoulders. Both cups drooped and two hard nipples were exposed to the air.
Kate gasped as she cradled the cups of her bra against her chest. For a few brief moments she’d been nearly topless at the side of the street. If someone were around, they’d have been able to see her pink nubs.
Kate adjusted her arm. She moved it so she could still hold the bra up against her, but she could see the few threads that held the two cups to each other.
Even though she seemed to cling to her last bit of upper modesty, wanting to keep herself covered, her free hand still brought the blade of the scissors around that last thing holding the bra together. Kate could feel the cool steel against her chest. Her hand shook, she tried to steady it. She closed the blades till they were pinching the fabric.
Kate looked around her. No one was staring, watching, or shouting at her. No one was around..
SNIP!
There was a sudden flop shortly after Kate had cut her bra. It was the bra landing on the floor behind her. When she had cut it, she had stopped holding it to her. Now the top laid ruin on the ground, and her chest completely bare.
Kate moved her hands to her sides. She looked around. She was topless outside. She could try to put the bra back on, hold it shut or something. It would be a flimsy way to keep covered though.
Kate’s breathing quickened. Her body shook a little as she looked at herself. Her nipples were standing out proudly atop her two small mounds. She for a second cupped each in a hand. Shivers shot up her spine as she felt how sensitive she was already.
Knowing she couldn’t lose momentum, Kate took the scissors, and had their find their way to her bottoms.
It wasn’t long till suddenly she felt two ends dangle down the side of her leg. She had cut through the waistband at one hip. Now the panties only stayed on thanks to her keeping her legs tightly shut.
If she were to walk, she knew the panties would fall. She could maybe hold them together at the hip, and maybe she’d be able to keep her bra kind of on herself with the other hand, she could still make it back to her room mostly covered. No one would see anything hopefully.
Yet even knowing that, her scissors found the other side of the panties. Like before, one edge slipped between the fabric and her hip.
A final check around, and Kate cut away at the last thing she had on.
Kate sharply took in a breath of air. Time was starting to slow for her. She felt as the front and back of the panties flipped down. Her legs still held on tightly to the bottoms, but the damage was done.
Nothing but bare skin was showing now. Her entire bare butt was out in the open. In front, her recently shaven, bare pelvis was exposed.
Since she couldn’t stand still, Kate’s shifting let the fabric fall even from her lips. They were bare and smooth, and now exposed to the world.
Kate spread her legs enough to let her panties join her bra. Now, even if she did everything she could to try and wear what she had left, Kate couldn’t possibly cover her breast, bottom, and pussy.
It was all so real to Kate in that moment. She was naked and exposed. She was stranded a block and six floors from her room and any easily accessible clothing. There was a hotel full of over a hundred people that could all catch her. Anyone could walk or drive by and possibly catch her.
Yet Kate wasn’t shivering in fear. Kate was instead shivering in delight. It was such a thrill. Her heart was racing and her body felt alive. Every sense of hers was running better than ever.
So even though anyone else might try to salvage her underwear, she instead bent down and began to cut at it more. It was nothing but a pile of small, unusable pieces of cloth when she was done with it. Her entire outfit was like that.
Kate was now naked and trapped. She had only one option, and that was to sneak back to her room. She looked down the street towards the hotel, readying herself to venture out, knowing she probably shouldn’t wait…
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