I was walking to get dressed when the lights went out in the locker room. I didn’t think this door led outside. I didn’t think it would lock behind me, but it did.
Now I’m stuck outside on campus without a stitch on. The only choice is to make my way to my dorm, too bad it’s on the other side of campus.
I have to run. I have to hide. I can’t be caught. I can’t let people know this happened to me.
I don’t think I could bear it if people found me like this. I don’t know how far I would go to keep this secret.
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So figuring ‘what could go wrong’ I pushed on the bar and stepped through the door.
My eyes took a moment to adjust, blinkingly staring at the space in front of me until it resolved into view. I saw the unmistakable outline of a tree directly in front of me, and I realized what it was almost exactly at the time I heard the door click shut behind me.
I was outside. I was outside and I was completely naked.
Spinning around immediately I moved to make my way back in through the door only to find it merely a featureless blank slab. No handle whatsoever.
I was trapped.
Shit.
My mind went into overdrive, arms and hands coming up to cover myself as I shuffled and crouched by the door. Scanning the space around me I saw that I was around the back of the building, in a space little visited by anyone.
This college was on a campus that was just a bit east of the city we were in, a beautiful leafy space that had plenty of greenery, with buildings dotting the acreage and paths curving between each of them. The relative isolation of it meant that I was unlikely to encounter anyone but staff and students out here, but the relative isolation combined with the tiny town nearby meant that most students didn’t leave the campus to have fun. Aside from a small bar scene in the tiny downtown of the town there wasn’t much draw to peel students off of campus.
So while I wasn’t going to encounter anyone other than students, the chances are I wasn’t going to be able to hide here for long without being found out. Especially considering it was early on a Saturday and everyone was on their way to parties and bars to have a good time.
Visions flashed through my mind, thoughts of having someone catch me like this, of being caught on campus and having everyone know me as that girl that was naked on campus. The college was small enough that the rumors would get around, that everywhere I went I would be known by that. There would be no way to avoid it.
The merest thought of it made me blush, a deep crimson that lit up my entire body and burned hot under my skin. It made my body vibrate, shaking as I ran through scenario after scenario in my head, each one getting more and more extreme. Until by the end of it I was stripped bare by the campus and forced to never where a single stitch of clothing again.
And I’ll confess that the thought of that made me feel different. That somewhere along that my nightmares became something different, became something stronger. Became my fantasies.