NUDE at WALMART BY: Jill I found this site a while ago and I have recently mustarded up the courage to write down my adventures. My entire life I have always been on the reserve side but after the laundry mat incident with Mike and Rob I had this desire to be a rebel and do another dare. I told myself that I would never let it go as far as the last one did, especially in front of friends or people I knew, that was way to embarrassing. I really didn’t want anybody I knew even my best friend Erica to know that doing these dares was turning me on. I decided to try doing a simple dare by myself (the last and only other dare I did I was almost forced into it). I ended up renting a movie in the adult section of the video store called “Game for a Flash” or something like that for ideas. The basic concept of the movie was the host wandered around town trying to talk real woman (not actors) into flashing the camera (in public). I quickly decided that I was not ready for any photos or video so I came up with another simple dare. I decided to put on a sundress (nothing else) and head to WalMart. The plan was for me to accidentally lock my keys in the car and shut my dress in the door and pretend to be stuck. Everything sounded simple enough so I picked a nice summer evening to give it a whirl. It was a nice warm night with a cool breeze. I went into my bedroom and stripped naked. I found the dress I wanted and put it on. It was a loose fitting, thin, white dress with spaghetti straps over my shoulders. It was also a little on the short side but it seemed to cover everything all right. The next problem to deal with was to get out of my apartment without Erica finding out where I was going or what I was wearing (or wasn’t wearing). I made up an excuse that I was going to the video store to pick up a movie. She always hated going there because it takes me so long to pick out something good. Out the door I went. I could feel the breeze lifting up my dress occasionally but on I went because the wind wasn’t really all that strong. I got into my car and headed down the road. I was starting to get a little nervous. I was also starting to feel turned on. I felt pretty safe with this dare because the worse thing that could happen (I thought) was somebody would get a quick peak down or up my dress. Once I got to WalMart I must have drove around the parking lot five or six times before I actually got courage to start. I found the perfect spot. It wasn’t to close to the doors but there was still enough people walking by to help so that I wouldn’t be stranded to long. I wanted everything to seem a real as possible so I put my keys in my purse and set it on the floor of the car. I reached over and locked the passenger door. My heart was starting to pound. I stood up and got out of the car. I wind had picked up a little bit but it was still warm out. I must have stood there for ten minutes before I finally hooked the bottom of my dress over the door latch. I reached over locked and the door. I looked around to make sure nobody had been watching me and slammed the door.
I was now caught. I felt pretty helpless. I tried the door handle but it was locked. OK, no choice now, I have to go thru with this. I started to think that maybe I should have brought another set of keys and hid them somewhere but it was to late. The deal I made with myself was I had to ask the third group of people (not a family with kids) to come help me. I stood there waiting helplessly when the third group finally approached. Oh no, it was a group of high school boys. They looked like they were 16-17 years old. I finally spoke up. “Excuse Me”. They all looked over to me. “Can you boys give me hand for a second”. They all came walking over. By now my heart was pounding and I could hardly stand still. I showed them my dress was caught and how I locked my keys in the car. I could see the grin on there face. The boys all stood there trying to come up with a way to free me. The best idea they came up with was to try pull on my dress and free it. I told them I didn’t think that it would work and maybe they could figure something else out. I knew the dress was to thin and wouldn’t stand up to any abuse. After all the plan was not to rip my dress off but for me to just to appear helpless. They all seemed to think that the only way to free me was to pull the dress out. In order to keep control of the situation I pulled on my dress a little bit to try free it. Nothing happened. Then faster than I could say no, one of the boys reached out grabbed my arm and gave it a good hard yank. Nothing budged and all I heard was the sound a tearing material. That pull had ripped both of my spaghetti straps of my dress completely loose and one of my breast popped right out of my dress. “Oh my God” I yelled and grabbed my dress and pulled it back up. The boys just stood there in amazement like they had never seen a naked breast before. “No more pulling” I told them “We just need to find a way to get me out of here. I could tell by the look on the boys face that just wanted to find a way to get me back out of my dress. This little ordeal had definitely changed the situation. My hands were no longer free, if I let go of the dress it would instantly slide down revealing my breast, again. I couldn’t let this happen. I suggested to the boys that they find someone with a slim jim or coat hanger that could unlock the door but none of them wanted to leave to go find somebody but finally one agreed. By now I had been standing outside for quite a while and my legs were starting to get pretty tried. In about 20 minutes he returned with a coat hanger and tried to unlock the passenger door. After what felt like eternity I heard the door unlock. “Got it,” he shouted. He reached over and unlocked my door and tried to open it. But, somehow my dress had jammed the latch and the door wouldn’t open. NOW WHAT?? What was I suppose to do? Now I really was trapped. I tried to think of a solution but there was none. Finally one of the boys came up with a solution. “You are going to have to loose your dress and climb in the passenger door. “NO WAY”, I said. “There has to be another solution”. Nobody had any ideas. Besides I could tell by the look in their eyes they all seemed to like the idea of me loosing my dress quite a bit. But no way was I going to get naked in public again!!!!! That was not the plan. One of the boys walked over and put his jacket on my shoulders and said that this would cover me up. I finally came to the conclusion that I really didn’t have any other choices and I tried to slip out of my dress. The coat did a good job on covering me up. I got the dress down about half way when I realized that I couldn’t step high enough to get out. I was going to have to side it up over my head. I was in serious trouble now. I couldn’t hold the coat and slide the dress over my head at the same time, plus now the dress was wrapped around my waist from the wiggling I was doing. I stopped to think for a second and one of the boys came in to help. He said that he had a pocketknife and he could cut the dress off me. I had no other options so here he came. He lifted the back of the coat up and started to cut on the dress. It didn’t take him or anybody else long to realize that I wasn’t wearing any panties. He seemed to slow down once he had my bare ass exposed. I was finally free, but all I was wearing a kids letterman coat that was shorter than the dress I started out in. I quickly moved around the car and climbed in. I got my keys out of my purse and started it up. The boy who had lent me his coat was now knocking on my window, so I rolled it down. He said that he wanted his coat back before I left. I asked him if I could just get his name and address and bring it to him tomorrow. He said he wanted back tonight and he had to get going. I didn’t want to cause a seen so I just wiggled out of the coat gave it to him and smiled. “Thanks for your help” I said pretending like it didn’t bother me to be completely naked. The fact he was the only one out of all the boys that was even close enough to see me helped. As a drove away the next problem crossed my mind. I was completely naked. I mean I did not have even as much as a napkin in my car to cover up with. How was I going to get back in the apartment without anybody seeing me? I drove to our apartment complex and waited in the parking lot till about 4:00AM when I knew everyone was asleep. What a long walk/run that was from the parking lot to our apartment door. I quietly opening the door and walked in. To my surprise Erica’s brother from home had come to visit with a couple of his buddies and they were all sleeping in our living room. Our front door opens up into our living room, still completely naked I tip toed very quietly through back to my bedroom and climbed in bed. How could such a simple plan go so wrong? But in the end everything really went OK and no damage was done and I had a lot of fun. Think I am hooked. centraljill AT yahoo.com
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