Jennifer is a 22-year-old brunette with brown eyes and a slender figure. A psychology student, she currently lives in a student home with five other girls her age: Karen, Michelle, Helen, Lindsey and Eleanor. Only that day, she’d gone out with them and had quite a lot of fun. That fun night out though seemed far away right about now. It was 2:55 in the middle of the night and Jennifer had made sure that her housemates were all fast asleep. Little did they know, Jennifer had another adventure planned tonight.

    For a while now, she’d gotten into contact with a girl online going by the name of FoxFireGirl77 (which Jennifer shortened to ‘Foxie’) and the two were hitting it off quite nicely. At first they were just becoming good friends but after a few months, they were actually starting to develop romantic interests in each-other. Jennifer had never shown any interests like that in other girls but now, she wouldn’t want it any other way. She hadn’t told her friends about Foxie yet, save for Michelle. She wanted to wait for the moment when they’d actually get to meet in real life for the first time. They started building up trust with one another. Sure, Jennifer had no idea what this Foxie looked like yet but she seemed very sincere. As such, the brunette felt confident enough to share one of her most erotic fantasies. She had always fantasised of one day being brave enough to walk around at night in the nude. She was always way too scared to actually do anything like that. Until tonight when Foxie finally managed to persuade her.

    Jennifer was just sitting in her room, her phone in her hand. She was still wearing the same clothes that she had gone out in. A red pleated skirt, a black top with a black vest around it, a matching set of black underwear, knee-high black socks and heels. She was told to sit there and wait until Foxie sent her a text message with commands that Jennifer was to follow. She had given Foxie a general description of what her neighbourhood looked like. Other than that, she had no idea what her diabolical online girlfriend had planned for her. Nothing had happened yet but her heart was racing. She couldn’t believe that she was actually going to do this. For real! She was scared beyond her wits and was visibly shaking. The sound of her phone beeping almost made her jump. The 22-year-old almost didn’t want to look but she did it anyway. Sure enough, it was Foxie’s first message. She opened it and she was actually quite relieved by it.

Good evening, my love. It’s time to begin. Please remove your vest and leave it in your room. Then go outside the back door.

That was easy! She took off her vest, threw it on the bed and left her room. She tried to be as silent as possible, not wanting to wake up any of the other girls. Michelle’s door seemed to be ajar. The redhead was used to leaving her door open at all times because of her family’s pet cat that always wanted to come in at night back when she was still living with her parents. Thus, Jennifer had to be extra silent here. When she reached the stairs, she felt a little bit safer as there weren’t any bedrooms anymore to sneak past now. She made sure to skip the 4th step from the top because it usually made a loud creaking noise. When she was downstairs, she checked that the living room was empty before making her way to the back door. So far so good. She’d made it this far but did she really want to continue? She hadn’t done much yet but her heart was racing. Once she’d stepped out of this door, who knew what Foxie would send her next? In a strange way, this door already felt like a point of no return, even though she could probably still bolt back inside whenever she wanted to. After several seconds of stalling, she finally built up the courage to open the door, go outside and shut it behind her again. It was quite chilly outside which didn’t exactly help Jennifer trying to stop herself from shivering. Getting her phone out again, she sent her lover a message back.

I’m outside.

That was all that she wrote. She could have gone on about how she was feeling but her excitement mixed with the stress of it all stopped her from making coherent sentences right about now. It didn’t take long for Foxie to message her back again.

Well done <3 that was easy, right? Please lock the door behind you, hide your key somewhere and leave your backyard.

That message was quite worrying. Lock the door and hide the key somewhere? Sure, she’d know where the key is but she would now no longer be able to dart back inside if she chickened out. Foxie was starting to cut off her escape routes… this was thrilling to Jennifer in both a good and a bad way. With no way back, the brunette simply had to keep going. It allowed her to fulfil her fantasies but also made her scared out of her wits. No way out… still, she did as she was told. Her mind screamed at her that she was being very stupid right about now as she locked the door shut. She hid the key in a nearby flowerpot, making sure no-one was around to see it even though the fences were quite high. Finally, she left her backyard. She was still clothed. There was that at least. She got out her phone again and wrote a new reply.

Easy, she calls it q: I’m in the alleyway.

The alley behind their house was dark. The surrounding houses blocked out most of the street lighting. She imagined that she’d be walking around naked here where pretty much no-one could see her, especially at night. Her phone beeped again. This time she decided to set the phone to vibrate so that she wouldn’t make any unwanted sounds and draw attention to herself. Jennifer then read Foxie’s new reply.

Nervous huh? I would be too if I were in your shoes. Speaking of which, take them off and put them in your backyard. <3

It became pretty clear to Jennifer now that Foxie was going to strip her of her clothing, one piece at a time. Her vest, shoes and socks would be doable but after that, it was getting very real… For now, Jennifer just leaned over and started removing her heels. Her shivering and excitement made it a lot harder than usual but she managed. When she was done, she placed her heels back in the yard as she was instructed to do. Her feet now only protected by her socks, she stood on the ground and could feel the surface of the tiles that she was standing on. Alright, so far so good. This was doable. She wrote a text message back saying that she was ready for the next task and just stood there for now, awaiting a reply. How did Foxie talk her into this again? She had been wanting this for so long but now that it was actually happening, the student felt so scared! She could maybe just pretend that she was doing all of this… she could sneak back inside. Earlier that day though, she had promised her lover that she was going to go through with this and that she wouldn’t chicken out unless something serious happened like the police showing up. Still, the fact that Foxie made her hide her key meant that she was taking precautions nonetheless. Her phone buzzed again.

Start walking to the right until you get to the intersection, love.

Alright, just walking, that was it. She was still clothed so there wasn’t any harm in walking. All that she really had to worry about was sharp objects on the ground but this alleyway was kept clean. So she started moving. Her heart was racing but so far, this was fine. She kept feeling like someone could see her at any moment, or that someone was following her. She looked all around constantly but she seemed to be alone. The intersection was just up ahead. Going straight would lead to more intersections while the other two alleys led to the streets on either side. The streets were, of course, way more illuminated than this alley is which was worrying to think about. She shivered with every step but she was feeling hot with embarrassment. How could a psychology student let herself do something so incredibly naughty and lewd? That was when she got startled by a light suddenly turning on. She yelped and quickly dashed back, only to realize that it was merely a garden light turning on automatically upon sensing motion. Her motion. That almost gave her a heart attack! She could only imagine what she’d be feeling like if she was already fully naked right now. She sighed and started moving forwards, soon reaching the intersection. She got out her phone and her shaking fingers made it a bit hard to type. It took a while even for such a small message.

I’m here. Fuck sensor lights! >.<

She could only imagine Foxie laughing at that. A part of her was hoping that Foxie was here right now. Not just so that Jennifer could slap her but also for moral support. All she had now was her phone. When it buzzed again, Jen wasn’t sure which was shaking more. The phone or she herself.

Gotta love those xD Socks off, dear. Hide them somewhere, tell me where and take a left.

Oh goodness, the last of her ‘safe to remove’ clothing came off. She took her time for she also knew that the next step involved her going to the much more illuminated streets. If someone would be watching the streets, they’d surely see her there. Of course, right now she’d only be barefoot and still fully clothed but knowing Foxie, that wouldn’t last very long. When she had stripped off her socks, she looked around, folded them up and hid them behind some bushes sticking out through a fence. They wouldn’t be noticeable there, especially at night. She then did as instructed and took a left. Her feet were now no longer protected from the cold, hard, stone ground. It felt so real. She sent a new message again as she reached the street, making sure to stay out of the light for now.

Why am I doing this again? I’m here. Socks are hidden in some bushes.

She stood there for a while, looking down at her bare feet. It had rained earlier that day. Most of it had dried up again by now but her feet were still getting a little bit of mud on them. She wanted to scrape it off but that’d be useless. It’d only be reapplied with every new step she took. In came a new message from Foxie.

Because you love it, darling <3 Cross the street and start moving towards the bridge.

Well, at least no new piece of clothing came off. Good thing too because of how illuminated the streets were. So she did as she was told. She crossed the street and started following it towards the nearby bridge crossing a small stream of water. It wasn’t all that far and she could already see it up ahead. They lived in a quiet neighbourhood so she was pretty confident that there wouldn’t be any drivers out this late at night, but the possibility was still there. She tried her best to walk as calmly as possible. If someone WAS watching her for whatever reason, she hoped that she would at least not be attracting any unwanted attention from them. That’s when her phone buzzed again. She hadn’t even reached the bridge just yet!

Let’s make things more interesting now. Take off your bra and hide it where you are now.

Jennifer gasped. What?! No way! Her bra already? She stopped and thought about this for a bit. Her breasts would at least still be covered by her top but it was still a very big step! What if someone found her bra? She’d just have to hide it somewhere carefully… She looked around herself, first for possible hiding spots for her bra, then for possible hiding spots for herself and finally for any possible strangers nearby. She made sure that the houses were all dark and that the people inside were sleeping. The streetlamps were bright, but she was able to stand in the shadow of a nearby tree. Further down the street she could see one house that still had lighting on, but it was only in the attic room. Surely they wouldn’t see her, right? Right? She sighed and reached behind her back. The brunette hesitated and took one last look around before finally unclasping her bra. She then wiggled her arms out of the straps and removed her bra from underneath her top. As her top rested on her bare breasts now, she feared what she saw. Her nipples were erect. Were they erect due to the cold? Were they erect due to the excitement? Or was she actually getting aroused by all of this as she had fantasised she would? Nevertheless, her nipples poked out of her top, making it very apparent to anyone that happened to look that she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath that top. This only added to her embarrassment and her humiliation of the moment, and that only seemed to make it worse! She was… enjoying the humiliation. The fear of being seen. If this was the way she was feeling right now, she was already worrying about what she’d feel like when Foxie had finally stripped her of her last bit of clothing. Looking around, she decided to hide her bra underneath a parked car. This was surely not going to drive anywhere, was it? After she made sure that no-one could see her bra unless they specifically looked underneath the car, she stood up straight again. She got her phone out of her skirt’s pocket and sent a new message.

It’s off. Bra’s under a car.

Again, her shivering, her excitement and her hurry to get this all over with made her very abrupt in her messages. She just started walking forwards again now, faster than before. If she got to the bridge faster, it’d be over faster, right? At least, that was her thought process right about now. Her breasts jiggled up and down with every step though which made her slow down again a bit. She passed by the house with the illuminated attic. No-one stood at the window so she was still safe. Maybe someone just left their lights on or maybe they were too busy with something else. Regardless, no-one was there. She yelped as her phone gave yet another buzz right as she entered the light of another streetlamp. Reluctantly, Jennifer got out her phone. So soon after her bra came off? All that was in the message though was a question.

Hate me yet? q:

Jennifer couldn’t help but chuckle at that, but she tried her best to muffle it as she just kept on walking, coming closer to the bridge. Writing a reply managed to at least distract her from her hard nipples.

I am getting the urge to kick you, yes! )=<

A broad smile appeared on her face as she sent that. Whether that was genuine or out of sheer nervousness she couldn’t really tell at the moment. When she finally reached the small stone bridge, her jaws hurt a little from smiling. Her feet had by now gotten used to walking on the ground barefoot so that wasn’t such a problem anymore. It actually felt quite nice. She should go out barefoot more often. A new message came in from Foxie.

Hahaha xD I want you to take off your panties for that one! Hide them somewhere.

Jennifer turned beetroot red. Her panties were next… that means that she was down to only her top and her skirt. Removing either of them would reveal her nudity. Removing her bra earlier was already a huge task but her panties? Her skirt wasn’t the shortest but one gust of wind and everyone would see how naked she really was! She double checked and even triple checked to see if there was anyone around. No-one. She perked up her ears for any sounds but all that she could hear was the water below the bridge. She gave a deep sigh and finally, however reluctant she was, she reached under her skirt and pulled her panties down. To her own surprise, they were very wet. She, or at least, her body was enjoying this a whole lot more than she thought she was. The cold night’s air on her wet pussy sent shivers down her spine. This was unbelievable. How could she have let herself do this? And why was she enjoying it so much? As she stepped out of her panties and bent down to pick it up, she could feel a gust of wind against her bare ass, only amplifying her feeling of humiliation and arousal. Just then however, she thought she saw some movement out of the corner of her eye. She stood up straight as fast as possible and looked in the direction that she had come from. Was there someone there? Was someone following her? She clutched her panties in her hands. What if someone was indeed following her? What could she do? She could call out and ask if someone was there, but that would only direct attention to herself. She could keep going but then they’d eventually be able to see her fully naked! She could maybe call the cops but, well, she wasn’t exactly in a position to call the cops herself right about now. The last option was that she could walk back and check it out, but if there was someone there, the resulting conversation could become veeeery awkward. Whatever she did, she’d be fucked. Thus she decided to go with one last option. She got out her phone and messaged Foxie.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, I think someone is following me. O_O

Just as she hit enter though, she could see something approaching her; a cat. Just a cat. Jennifer had never been so relieved in all her life to see a cat. Being naked in front of such a feline audience was far less threatening. So she messaged Foxie again.

False alarm. Just a cat.

Foxie’s reply actually came in quite fast as Jennifer started looking for a good place to hide her panties.

Damn cat. Remember to run from danger. I wouldn’t want you to get in trouble ):

This actually put a smile on Jen’s face. However cruel Foxie had been so far and however cruel she was still going to be, she still cared a great deal about Jennifer’s well-being. She then decided to walk back a bit and hide her panties among the roots of a nearby tree. In her mind, she summarised where she had left all of her clothing. Her vest is in her room, her heels are in the garden, her socks are hidden in the alley in some bushes, her bra is hidden underneath a car and her panties are here now among these roots. She never stopped shaking. Her clothes were scattered all over the place. Foxie had made it so that she would not be able to instantly get dressed again if she chickened out. No… Jennifer had agreed to spread her clothes like that and she was doing so willingly. Foxie wasn’t forcing her or anything, it was all Jennifer doing this to herself. She sent a new message.

Panties are wet and hidden under some tree roots. <3

She still wanted to slap Foxie for this, if only to relief some of the stress that she was feeling right about now. The cat from earlier seemed to watch her from a distance, as if it knew what she was doing here this late at night. Or maybe it just wanted to be petted. Either way, she had no time as Foxie’s next instruction came in.

Ooooh, starting to enjoy ourselves, are we? Very good, Jennie! Go across the bridge and take a right towards the park.

The park was some distance away and the route there mainly followed the river. There were nine streetlamps before reaching a small tunnel leading underneath a busy highway. She wondered how busy it could be this late at night. She started her walk and with every step, she could feel her breasts jiggling up and down. Her wet pussy now also started to dampen the insides of her legs. Much like with the mud on her feet, cleaning that was probably useless as it’d just keep on coming. The street she walked on now was still very much deserted. The only movement that she could see were trees and bushes rustling in the occasional gusts of wind. The wind luckily wasn’t strong enough to lift up her skirt or anything but she probably wouldn’t have to worry about her skirt all that much anymore pretty soon. The further away she got from home, the more she realized that she would have to travel all of that distance back again at some point. After reaching the light of the fifth streetlamp along the street, Foxie texted her again.

Alright, Jennie, are you ready for your top to come off?

Oh fuck. Her top. The last layer of clothing that kept her boobs from being seen. She had to remove it already? There were still at least 4 more streetlamps that she had to pass in order to get to the tunnel! If someone were to watch, they’d surely see her! She quickly sent a text message back.

There’s too much light here. >.<

Jennifer looked around again. She wanted to just keep on walking and reach the end of the road but she stayed put. She surprised herself with that. Why did she stop? Why didn’t she just keep moving? Was it because Foxie didn’t tell her to keep moving or was it because she secretly kind of wanted to strip her top off right here? Stripping off her top here was surely a far greater risk. In fact, she would have to pass through this area again on her return trip from the park. In came Foxie’s next message.

Come oooon, you know you’d enjoy it. Do it in the light!

That wasn’t exactly helping matters! As she had done with her panties, she triple checked her surroundings. Was there really no-one around? Was she really alone? She was so scared but so goddamn aroused at the same time. And then, just like that… she did it. In one swift movement, she removed her top and instantly, she could feel chilly breezes on her bare breasts. One arm quickly moved down to cover them up to the best of her abilities but it was no use. She was topless, outside, in the middle of the night, on a street, in the light of a streetlamp where anyone could see her if they looked her way. Her arousal only grew and grew from this as she frantically searched around for a place to hide her top, eventually deciding on the nearby bushes. Once they were hidden, she started moving and now, more so than before, she was awfully aware of how bare and unprotected her breasts were as they just kept jiggling. She was shivering non-stop now and she messaged Foxie as she walked, picking up the pace to reach the darkness as fast as possible.

Fuck, fuck, it’s off!! Omg, I’m topless!!!! O___O Top’s in some bushes!