Random Effects

�Did you see that?�, said Lisa excited.

�What?�, replied her friend Karla, but her voice was a little bit affected.

�That girl in the pink dress! She was flashing the guy with the camera. Didn�t you see? She had nothing under that dress�, said Lisa laughing.

�No� I didn�t notice�, said Karla, but her voice betrayed her nervousness.

Lisa paused for a second. The college girl had some reputation of being too bubbly, and easy distracted with her own enthusiasm, but she was a lot more observant than many people thought.

�Hey. You are blushing!�� You saw her!�, she said amused.

�No, I didn�t�, said Karla even more nervous.

�O my good�, said Lisa noticing Karla�s nipples almost poking thru her blouse, �You liked that! I didn�t know you liked girls�, she said giggling.

�Of course no, you silly girl!�, said Karla blushing.

She was very uncomfortable of having that conversation in the street.

�Your body tells other story girl�, said Lisa, who seemed oblivious to the exasperated tone in Karla�s words.

Karla rolled her eyes. She had been friend with Lisa since junior high, and she liked her enthusiast, always happy, personality. Well, she liked it most of the time.

When they became roommates a few months before, some people thought it was weird because in spite of their friendship, the girls were very different. Karla was shy, and a bit of a nerd, while Lisa was an extroverted party girl, and mostly a mediocre student. But both knew they could benefit from the other. Karla wanted someone to push her out of her comfort zone, so her shyness and repressive education didn�t completely overcome her, while Lisa probably thought that she could benefit from Karla�s order and structure in order to keep herself from partying too much or relegate her college duties too much. Lisa wanted to succeed in college. So far, their strategy hadn�t paid much.

��Come on,� Karla, maybe we could still catch them, they just turned around the corner.�, said Lisa while pulling her friend�s hand, forcing her to come along with them.

Karla resisted less than she knew she should. A part of her wanted to see more.

They turned the corner, and just 10 yards away from them was the same young blond girl. She was dressed in a very short pink dress. She was probably a college student like themselves. She was blushing, and looking franticly around, like counting the people that could see her, and then turned to see the Photographer, with a shy begging expression. The photographer, simply smiled and put a hand on his waist, like saying,� �I am waiting�

The girl in the pink dress bit her lower lip, and then pulled her dress up to her neck! She wasn�t wearing any underwear to cover her breast, or her hairless pussy, so she was now virtually naked in front of anybody that could be looking in her direction.

Karla�s respiration was becoming short while Lisa was giggling nervously.

The photographer put one finger in the corner of his mouth, and the model smiled shyly for the benefit of the camera. Then he made a gesture with his finger, and signaled his model to turn around. Which she did nervously, but slowly, giving the man chance to shoot his camera many times, capturing her body from many angles.� At some point she made eye contact with Karla. Karla immediately noticed that she was deeply embarrassed but aroused.

Karla was mesmerized, and Lisa was surprised seeing her demure friend�s reaction to the wanton exposure of the girl in the pink dress. Then it all finished suddenly, the photographer walked to a red car that was parked nearby, and climbed in.� The girl ran to the passenger door, but the man instead of unlocking the door, lowered the passenger window just a few inches. The girl looked around nervously and with a quick movement she took off her dress and threw it inside the car. Car horns and people whistling and shouting could be heard making the girl more and more nervous.� Karla could almost hear the girl�s heart pounding. She tried desperately to open the door, but it was still closed. The man must have been telling her something because she quickly took off her shoes and threw them inside the car. Now she was completely naked in the street in broad daylight, her clothes locked away.��

After trying for the door once more, �she made a slow pirouette showing every angle of her beautiful body to the growing crowd around her, and then waited nervously for the man to open the door.� A few seconds that must had felt like an hour for the embarrassed girl, the man finally opened the door and she climbed inside, and the car drove away.

Karla could not take her eyes from the little red car, and saw how it stopped briefly in the very next block and she could see from afar the girl, with her nude torso completely out of the window, throwing her dress and shoes in a trashcan.

��Wow! That was hot�, said Lisa excitedly.

�Yes it was�, was Karla�s unfiltered response. Her eyes were still glued on the departing car.

Lisa was pretty amused by Karla�s reaction to the whole scene.

�So, did you like her body?�

�Of course no. I told you I am not gay!�, said Karla in a hushed tone. She was angry and pretty uncomfortable of having that kind of conversation in a busy street.

�Then why are you so horny? Are you a voyeur or something�

Lisa was talking at a normal volume, but Karla felt as if she was screaming. She felt very ashamed of talking about sex with a lot of people walking nearby, and most of all, she was still horny, which made the conversation even more uncomfortable.

Karla walked fast, looking at the floor in silence, trying to ignore her friend comments. They were just a couple of blocks away from the mall.

But that seemed to amuse Lisa even more, so she kept teasing her shy friend, calling her playfully �Karla is gay�, and �Karla is a voyeur� �among other names that she almost singed in a childish way.

Karla knew that her friend was only having fun, but she knew she have to do something otherwise Lisa won�t stop. Prudence, and discretion had never been Lisa�s strongest virtues.

�Ok, Lisa, is enough. If you behave I will answer all of your questions, but not here�, she said �whispering, like trying to avoid attracting more attention from the bystanders, �we may talk in the mall. Ok?�

��OK, all of my questions then�, said Lisa giggling.


 

Random Effects Part 2.

The rest of the walk to the mall was mostly silent just interrupted every now and then by Lisa�s giggles.

When they entered the mall, It was pretty deserted as expected for a Thursday morning, but it wasn�t empty. Some young moms here and there, and a few old men drinking coffee, and chatting in the food court. Karla looked around nervously. She had planned to talk in the food court, or in the benches by the fountain, but there were a couple of moms with their babies chatting.� They were several people in pants walking the aisles of the mall, making exercise in the mall taking advantage of air-conditioning. She couldn�t spot a place where she felt secure that they really can�t be heard.

�So Karla, tell me..�, Lisa started talking, but she was interrupted by Karla who pulled her inside the nearest women bathroom.

�Wow! You are really shy girl!�, said Lisa, �now tell me, what it was? Did you fancy that girl?�

�No. I told you!�

�But she was beautiful, wasn�t she?�

�Yes, she was, but it didn�t matter to me�.�

�Oh. You like to see some skin or did you want to be her?�

Karla felt trapped, she bit her lower lip.

�Don�t worry Karla, people get off on many things, it is nothing to be ashamed of�

�Yes, I imagine myself in her place��, said Karla in a barely heard whisper. �I should have said imagined�, she thought regretting her openness.

�Oh, so little miss modesty is an exhibitionist! That is a surprise. So if you enjoy the attention you should show more skin girl! You definitely have a nice body, you should dress more daring, that way you could get your kicks�

Karla should probably have left Lisa believe just that, but she couldn�t refrain herself.

�You didn�t get it, do you?�, she said, her voice showing a little bit of impatience.

�What?�, said Lisa. She felt a bit hurt by the patronizing tone of the question. The blonde hated when people treated her, as if she was an airhead or a bimbo, just because she was always laughing. �

�The girl� the girl was pretty embarrassed� she didn�t want to do it� well probably in some degree she wanted it�� but she obeyed nonetheless, and� �

�and enjoyed being embarrassed� sexually�, completed Lisa satisfied, thinking, �I am not blind�

Karla was surprised by Lisa� observation.

�So,� is that what you wanted? To be embarrassed like her?�, said Lisa.

�Yes� no� well, it was pretty intense. Wasn�t it?�, just the thought was making her horny again.

�Yes�, said Lisa, �I enjoyed when the man made a circle with his finger and made her turn around showing her bits to everybody�

Lisa said admitting her own reactions. She had envied the man�s power over the girl. It was pretty exciting, and she could not avoid to think that it would be pretty hot to be able to order her demure roommate to do some embarrassing things.

Karla fidgeted nervously. The situation was making her uncomfortable, and horny at the same time. She was having trouble reading Lisa. She didn�t know if she said the last phrase casually, or was it an innuendo. Part of her was excited at the thought.

��What was your favorite part?�, said Lisa.

Karla was taken by surprise. She bitted her lower lip shyly, she didn�t know if it was right to share this fantasy with another woman, after all she couldn�t deny that she was getting more aroused just by talking about it. �Is it gay if I get horny talking to Lisa?�, she thought.

Lisa looked at her friend�s silence. Karla was blushing and Lisa could tell that her friend was having difficulties talking.

�Oh. I bet that your favorite part was when she threw her clothes and shoes inside the car. To be completely naked in the street, with her clothes out of reach, depending completely on her partner, must have been embarrassing and frightening, but if she was like you, it must have been sexually exhilarating�

Karla was getting more aroused by Lisa�s words. She was amazed that Lisa was reading her like an open book, she felt hornier than ever. She wanted to touch herself right then, and thought of excusing herself to go to a stall and� and take care of her business, but it would be too obvious. Instead she simply bit her lower lip cutely, and looked at the floor.

�I bet right now you want to feel just like her�, said Lisa.

Karla blushed, she felt her mouth dry. She didn�t know what to do. She wasn�t an assertive person, and her horniness was further blocking her mind. This level of arousal was unknown to her, and she was having trouble controlling herself and trying to remain rational.

�Let�s play a game!�, said Lisa cheerfully. She was also affected by the situation, but she was much more successfully in keeping it hidden.

�No� I don�t think so��, said Karla, but didn�t� manage to sound that firm.

Lisa completely ignored her negative. �Ok, enter that stall�, Karla obeyed numbly, and Lisa entered the stall next to her.

Just then a person entered the bathroom. Karla felt strange. She wasn�t doing anything wrong, but just the thought that they were an unknown person just a few feet away while they were hidden, and about to �play a game� was embarrassing, and arousing her. A chime on her smartphone almost made her jump. It was a message from Lisa.

�Pull down your panties�, Karla was getting more aroused. She was sat on the toilet cover, she opened it, and pulled down her panties, as if she was going to use the bathroom.

Lisa heard Karla obeying her order and smiled satisfied.

�Ding�, another chime from her phone startled Karla. This time, she turned off the alarm for messages, and then read the new one.

�Pass me your panties�, it said.

The woman outside was probably retouching her makeup or something, because she was taking long, and she wasn�t using the water or anything.

Karla tried to guess if that woman could be looking in her direction, but she thought it was pretty improbable. So she took a deep breath and using only her feet she took off her panties, and then she dragged them to the next stall nervously.

Lisa picked the panties smiling and put them inside a plastic bag that she had inside her handbag. She could see they were pretty wet. She felt a rush of power. She had just made demure Karla to take off her panties in a public place!


 

Random Effects Part 3

�Good girl�, she typed.

Karla smiled at the compliment; she had a weird feeling of accomplishment. She felt strange, adventurous, and embarrassed.� She had never been in a public place without panties. She didn�t know if she will put them on again, after all she had practically mopped the bathroom floor with them, fortunately her dress reached almost to her knees, so most probably nobody would know. Those thoughts made her pussy tingle even more.

A new text message arrived, �Now the bra�,

Karla blushed. She thought to stop the game right then, but she was hornier, and part of her wanted more. She was undecided, but then the woman left the bathroom, and she took it as a divine signal to proceed; after all it was now safer to get her thrill.

She pulled her sleeve out of her right hand, and then repeated the same with her left hand. With both arms under her dress she unclipped the bra, and after a little twisting and turning she managed to pull her bra out of her right sleeve. She hesitated, she didn�t want her bra to get stained or something, so she nervously whispered �Catch it Lisa�, and threw her bra over the stall wall.

�I got it�, Lisa whispered back.

Just then a couple of girls entered the bathroom. They sounded like teenagers, maybe they were employees of some store. They were chatting happily, and loudly.

�If they have entered just a few seconds before, they would have seen my bra flying over the stall wall�, Karla thought frightened and excited. She was just recovering of her fright when she received a new message.

�Pull your dress up, above your breast�, Lisa texted Karla.

Karla was in a daze of horniness, so she complied nervously. Just the thought that one of the girls could look over the stall door made her feel nervous, embarrassed and excited. �She had never felt more alive.

�Pull your hands out of the dress sleeves�

Karla complied nervously. She was now wearing her dress as a big scarf, and her pussy was dripping wet. She was nervous, but she calmed herself thinking that she could quickly pass her hands thru the dress sleeves, and be dressed in just a couple of seconds.

�Roll your dress around your neck and turn it several times around it�

Karla was bright red as she did it.� Her dress was now all bunched around her neck, more a collar than a scarf now; she would have a hard time trying to find the sleeve holes.

She wanted the girls to leave, so she could touch herself, but they continue chatting animatedly. They were most probably ditching work.

Lisa was pretty excited of having her shy friend all exposed in a public bathroom. Part of her wanted the girls to discover her friend in so embarrassing position, but part of her wanted the fun to continue. She had never felt so much power in her life.

��Pass me your shoes�

This message startled Karla, her heart was pounding hard. It was risky, it could be noisy and attract those girls attention, or if they didn�t hear the exchange, they could look under the stalls to see if they were occupied and a barefoot girl would be suspicious.

She was hesitating, then images of the blond girl throwing her shoes inside the car filled her head, and aroused her, blocking any other thoughts.

She undid her shoe straps as quietly as she could.

Lisa could see under the stall wall and noticed with satisfaction that Karla had already taken off her shoes. She saw with fascination as Karla tried to push her shoes little by little trying to avoid making any noise. Part of Lisa wanted Karla to make some noise and grab those girls attention, so they found Karla in her very embarrassing position.

She was about to make something when Karla accidently slid on the toilet sit and made a noise which made her gasp. The girls outside the stall turning quiet, like trying to discern if there was something wrong with the woman at the stall. Karla was afraid to drag attention, she had her dress bunched around her neck, and nothing else. She was on the border of panic when she sensed that the girls were going to check her out, so out of survival instinct she started peeing, which made the girls laugh and turn around. Somehow the incident made them conscious of the time they had expended chatting, and finally returned to their jobs still talking constantly.

Karla, let out a long sigh of relief, �That was close�, she thought.

She wanted to touch herself, but she didn�t dare with Lisa there, and she knew her current position was too risky.

�Hey, that was cool!�, said Lisa. She was now standing over the toilet cover, and was looking at her almost naked friend over the stall wall.

Karla fumbled with her dress trying to put it on. She was mumbling something, probably telling Lisa to look away, or to give her back her clothes, but her voice was almost inaudible. She was overwhelmed by her emotions and by the erotic sensations all over her body.

�Karla, it is not embarrassing enough if nobody sees you. Stand up!�, she ordered.

Karla horniness and her lack of release was still clouding her mind, so she obeyed.

�Give me your dress�

Karla hesitated, she was grabbing her dress with both hands as if defending it, but Lisa was simply extending her hand waiting.

�You won�t know how that girl really felt until you give it to me�.

Karla hesitated for a moment, but then she took her dress off and hand it to Lisa with trembling hands.

Karla felt completely exposed, ashamed, and undeniably horny.

�oh this is great!�, said Lisa with a smirk, �how does it feel to be completely embarrassed, and completely at my mercy?�

Karla felt overwhelmed, and frightened. She had put herself in a very disadvantageous circumstances.

Lisa made a little circle in the air with her finger and Karla turned around slowly and blushing, while showing Lisa all of her body. She was getting hornier by the minute, and so was Lisa.

The idea of having so much power that she could make Karla do almost anything, and with just a gesture, was exhilarating. She wanted to prolong the moment, but she was more intrigued by the idea of power than by Karla�s attractive body.

�Don�t worry Karla. I only want you to live your fantasy in a safe way� more or less� I�ll be back in a minute�, she said smiling.

�No, please�, said Karla now completely panicked, seeing her friend leave the bathroom with her clothes. She was so worried that she couldn�t even think in masturbating. She sat over the toilet sit bracing herself nervously. Her fear and horniness were fighting each other to dominate her thoughts.

Finally she texted Lisa. She had fumbled nervously with her phone, but finally managed to type:

�Whre r you?�

�I am in the food court. Don�t worry,� this is just a game so you can get the all the embarrassment and adrenalin that you crave�

Karla felt a bit more at ease, she even little by little let the sensations of her hard nipples and engorged clit fill her mind. It was so hot to be naked in a public bathroom, with her clothes completely out of reach. It was so like that girl that she felt almost cumming.

�I just want to do 3 little things and I�ll give your clothes back. Are you in? It will be fun.�

Lisa asked because she didn�t like the idea of Karla crying or something. She was excited to control her, to make her do shameful things, she wanted Karla to be humiliated and embarrassed by her actions, but she wanted her to sexually enjoy all of it.

�OK, I am in�, replied Karla, a little too fast. She would have wanted to negotiate, but she wanted to know what else could Lisa want her to do. She was already naked in a public bathroom, wasn�t it enough?�

�First things first: I left your underwear in the washbowls; you should probably pick it before anybody sees it�

Karla blushed, she nervously opened the stall and looked at the washbowls 6 feet away; her bra was clearly visible over the faucet of the first washbowl, and inside it was a white plastic bag that surely contained her panties. She didn�t dare to leave the relative safety of the stall, but she was also afraid that if somebody entered the bathroom, the underwear would grab their attention and they would most probably look for her. If they discovered her, they would probably call security or something, it would be too much.

With her phone still in her hand, she made a dash to the washbowls, grabbed her underwear and ran to the closest stall. She was breathing hard, as if she had just ran a race.� Her hand traveled to rub her clit; she could not refrain anymore. She seldom masturbated, and now here she was masturbating nude in a public bathroom. A new message arrived to her phone interrupting her ministrations.

�Did you pick your underwear�

�Yes�, she texted back.

�Good girl, Now here is the first little requirement. You always carry your little sewing kit in your handbag, don�t you?�

Karla was always so careful, so prudent, that she always carried the kit.

�Yes�, she said puzzled, she thought that retrieving her underwear was her first task.

�I need you to use the scissors to cut your underwear into little pieces, then you will put them in the plastic bag and take them back to the washbowls.�, Lisa almost creamed her panties while typing her order.

No that was too much, and she would have to return to their apartment bra-less and panty-less, it was too much.

�No�, she texted back.

�Your choice, but if I enter that bathroom and do not find a bag filled with pieces of underwear, I will leave you here as you are�

�Please�, Karla texted back. She admitted that she liked the game so far, but this was too much.

�Bye�, was Lisa short answer.

�NO. WAIT. I�LL DO IT�, Karla texted back in panic.

Lisa smiled satisfied. She wanted Karla to know from the beginning that the game was on Lisa�s terms.

Karla once again peeked over the stall door, trying to hear outside to find if somebody was coming. She finally reunited her courage and made a dash to the first stall. The one that she occupied during the game.

She took her scissors and with trembling hands started cutting her underwear into little pieces, making them fall inside the plastic bag. First she slowly destroyed her bra completely, and then with more practice she quickly sliced her panties. She felt her face was bright red and her ears were ringing. She was breathing hard by then.

This time she almost didn�t hesitate, she grabbed her purse and made another dash to the washbowls. She tried to think where to leave the plastic bag with its shameful content. She wanted a spot where Lisa could easy find it, but not so obvious for anybody else. A noise coming from outside the bathroom pulled her out of her stupor. She dumped the plastic bag inside the washbowl, and ran inside the first stall, the one nearest.

She was breathing hard, and was pretty nervous, when she listened the bathroom door opening. She hoped it was Lisa. She heard the clicking heels while she sat over the toilet cover, bracing herself in a fetal position, trying to be as quiet as possible. She then heard the person turning around towards the door.

�Well done girl!�, said Lisa before leaving the bathroom again.

Karla was exhilarated. She felt more alive than ever. She was rubbing her swollen pussy when a new text arrived.

�You are almost there girl. You are doing great. Isn�t it exciting?�

�Yes�, she answered without thinking. She wanted to hear the next request, she had some anticipation about it, �but another part of her wanted to end soon this, to stop being in so risky position.

�This second request is harder. You know how embarrassed must have been the blond because her pussy was completely bald, and it did nothing to conceal her arousal. Wouldn�t it be exciting to be like her?�.

Karla was puzzled, she wanted to know what Lisa was planning.

�Yes�, she texted back.

She rubbed her pussy while waiting for her message.

�You can�t shave now�, Karla received the text with both relief and disappointment.

�But you will take your scissors and cut all your pubic hair as close to the skin as you can, and then you will take your photo in the bathroom mirror and send it to me. You have 15 minutes to send me your picture, if I don�t receive it, or if you didn�t do your best to get rid of your pubic hair, I�ll leave you there naked and then call security�

Karla shivered, then she started cutting pubic hair as fast and as short she could. Her pubic hair was thin and sparse to begin with, so she didn�t have much trouble. She was more afraid of the photo. She would have to leave the safety of the stall, and take the photo carefully so it showed that she did a good work.

She reunited her courage and leaved the stall. For the first time she took her time to see her naked figure in the mirror. Her short brunette hair, framed her beautiful face,� she had delicate features with big brown eyes, that now looked cutely afraid and excited. Of course she didn�t look much at her face, she was more concerned with her nude body reflection, specially the image of her small breast, and her almost bald pussy. In spite of her shyness, she had a really nice and athletic body with a flat stomach, and a fantastic bubble ass. She took her photo with her cell, and then other and other, and then she pointed to her pussy and shoot again.� She heard noises and ran to the nearest stall.

This time a couple girls entered chatting, Fortunately the doors of the other cubicles were completely open, so they skipped the one with the naked girl.

�Are you going to Alan�s party tonight?�, said one of them.

�I don�t know. Where is it?�

�We all will gather at the Irish Bar in west St. Mary.�

Karla contained her respiration. She didn�t recognize the girls� voices, but they must be in her university, and probably in her circle of friends, because she was indeed invited to Alan�s party too. Suddenly the stupidity of her actions hit her like a brick.

�I am the worst bimbo ever�, she thought, but that precise thought raised her arousal to new level, in spite of any regrets.

��This is becoming too risky�, she thought, she sent her nude photos to Lisa, wanting her adventure to end before she was discovered.

She waited desperately for the girls to leave, but they were chatting, and gossiping at the washbowls, just a couple of feet from her stall door. She realized with horror that they were probably classmates, because they talked about Professor Adams, and his impossible exams. The worst was that she was softly rubbing her pussy while fantasizing of being discovered in her shameful state by the pair.

�Finally they left, almost at the same time that she received her final instructions from Lisa.

�You are doing great Karla!, This is a lot of fun, but it is getting late, I am coming to the bathroom, I need you to be in the first stall with the door fully open. You must be on your knelt with your knees wide apart.�

Karla walked to the first stall once again, before even kneeling she received another message..

�If I would be you I would masturbate at this moment, because who knows when you will have another chance�

Karla didn�t know what that mean, but she was horny as hell, so she opened the door and knelt. She put one finger inside herself and pumped furiously until she came, she was moaning, and working for a second orgasm when she heard the door open.

She resisted her urge to close the door, and hoped it was Lisa.

When Lisa showed her smirking face Karla almost hugged her. She was a mess of emotions, and sensations that her mind couldn�t sort out yet. She was so relieved that it was Lisa, and she felt so exhilarated by her adventure, that she hugged her friend before even thinking that she was still nude and horny.

�OK girl, you did great�, said Lisa handing her a paper bag.

��You should dress now girl�

10 minutes later, and after a lot of arguing and begging, Karla was walking meekly behind Lisa, looking at the floor; she was trying to avoid looking at the eyes of the people that they crossed in their path.

Lisa had helped her rearrange her hair, and it was now nicely done, but her stylized makeup was gone, replaced with a washed face look and a bright pink lipstick. She still smelled of sex, but what made her feel more insecure was that instead of her conservative dress, she was wearing a very short yellow halter dress that Lisa had just bought for her in some teenage store. It was made of thin cotton, and it didn�t resemble anything in Karla�s conservative wardrobe. It was backless, the top was very form fitting, so her hard nipples were on display, and the pleated skirt was so short that she was afraid of showing her pussy if she walked a little fast. Her comfortable shoes were also replaced by some stupidly high platform shoes.� She looked like a high school boy wet dream, and not like the successful college student that she was. To add to her discomfort, Lisa had changed into jeans and a t-shirt to maximize the contrast with her ridiculous outfit. Lisa had naked photos of her, but they both knew that it wasn�t the blackmail threat what made Karla obey. It was just an excuse to take away the guilt.

�Come on girl, do what I told you, so we can go to prepare you for Alan�s party�

She smiled shyly feeling her pussy tingle and her face blush bright red as she discretely flashed the old men in the food court, just as Lisa ordered, while picturing her embarrassing future, full with shameful outfits and humiliating stunts, and lots of sexual rewards.

The end.


 

 

 

 

 

 

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