"Have you seen my clothes?"

[sirhugs]

an opening line challenge-
what story would YOU write that opens with that line?
who is the speaker?
first person or 3P narrative?
who are the other characters (or character)?
what category might you aim for?
what is the sex? flashbacks? linear narrative?
how mght it end?

 

[LupusDei]

Possibilities are almost endless, from permutations of backgrounds and settings to resulting relationships and outcomes. Sure, there's some explaining to do (or not), thus it's very likely the story flow won't be linear. Be it promising flash-forward it opens up with, flashbacks, extended dialogue filling in some of the blanks, internal speculations of the blindsided addressee, or indeed an wide open guess left for the reader's imagination, there's lots of potential excitement to be have had before that utterance.

My "default" narrative of that moment would be: a nude girl who's likely trespassing and/or breaking applicable or assumed decency laws/rules bravely hail a guy who may or not be in a similar situation and state of undress himself. Leading to a rather slow building of a relationship, probably developed in multiple episodes, all almost exclusively with no clothes on, possibly despite perceived or actual restrictive and repressed environment (to highlight the differences from "normal" expectations). Likely told from the guy's first person, but possibly with extensive expansion blocks provided by either the girl (as direct speech or scene shifts), and/or a distant narrator (likely, but not necessarily limited to, the guy's older self).

The developing relationship can range from near-rape one timer (I'm personally not interested in) with or not attempting salvage and continuation, to extended but uneasy and unstable peeping tom voyeur/exhibitionist unsigned pacts, to respectful friendship with strict or no boundaries, from straight forward romance to all sorts of tangled contraption of all sorts of triangles, including but not limited to, the initial nude girl deliberately or inadvertently finding and bringing to him what appears to be his true ideal partner (presenting her nude of course, in what likely is that girl's first ever nude outdoors experience).

 

[LupusDei]

"Have you seen my clothes?"

Betty undoubtedly addressed me, directly, calmly, confidently. She didn't have to ask. I believed even now, in what probably was almost complete darkness for her too, she still perfectly knew where she had left them neatly folded, unlike the other four girls who had stripped haphazardly, scattering pieces all over the place. And obviously, she did see me. Curious, certainly less startled than I myself was by my own actions, she stood there with no attempt to cover her nudity and deliberately sought to start a conversation with the stranger among them. How long has she already known about my presence? Did they all, really? Was that why Linsey had panicked so much not finding her panties by feel on the branches of the wrong bush?

"Sure, Betty," I said, trying to keep my voice soft. "Linsey, here!" I tapped the nude, slightly chubby and apparently chicken blind girl on her hip, soft and hot in the night air. On pure instinct she took the infamous garment -- she had called for it on the top of her lungs repeatedly -- from me, but tried to step away from the unexpected skin contact backwards, stumbling. "Careful," I caught her steadying around her shoulders.

"Your a guy!" She shrieked, but if anything, leaned in my embrace despite being poked with an achingly hard dick, or was that just a complete fail of balance so it couldn't be helped?

Yes, I was as naked as were all five of the girls, still. "Don't worry about it. It's dark," I lied, cooing close to her ear. She may be effectively blind, but for me moonless starlight differed little from overcast afternoon, only exposed human skin glowed a little. "Now, let's get you dressed."

Betty chuckled standing very close, close enough for me to feel the warmth of her confidence. Mary clenched her towel to her chest with trembling hands, but didn't try to wrap it around herself. Well, it was a bit small for that anyway. Cindy had collapsed into a ball, knees mashed against her pert titties, looking around and muttering curse words, but quickly recovered. Fiona continued to towel her hair as if nothing had happened, hands up behind her head. If anything, she was now posing her model's figure a little.

What an unexpected turn to what likely started as a rather unplanned sunset swim. They had arrived here without swimsuits and it took long time to talk and dare each other out of their clothes, but then they had spent the endless northern sunset and twilight hours splashing around naked in the water, unnaturally warm against the slowly chilling evening air, oblivious they were being observed, 'guarded' very closely by a young werewolf on a run. Or did they know it, maybe even deliberately sought to visit my hunting grounds?

 

[JuanSeiszFitzHall]

I'll settle for a second line:

"No, my x-ray vision gives me a much better view of you."

 

[LupusDei]

"Have you seen my clothes?" The fiery redhead asked, stopping in the middle of the trail, hand on her hip, the long unruly mane fluttering. Confident, with no attempt to cover her complete nudity she eyed the other, just as naked girl impatiently, with little, but noticeable anger. Perhaps she knew, already recognized the bundle of clothes carried as hers.

"Umm … yes. I'm … I'm sorry," the other girl stammered, "I didn't… I was so… Here…" she extended her hand with the bundle of clothes. A very short pleated skirt, white cowgirl blouse the redhead had apparently worn without a bra, and folded in the middle were plain panties.

"Why, thanks." Redhead snatched the bundle out the other girl's hands, "So you stole my clothes but didn't even put them on? And now you're going to..?"

"No. Yes. No, I mean… I ran! I was so afraid! I'm sorry. They chased me!"

"Who?"

"I don't know! I didn't see them. But then there was that dog! Big black dog! And it didn't want to obey the guy, at first. Guess it thought, me hiding between the rocks was much funnier. And the old couple. I ran right on them! And I saw… heard at first… you in the river, and figured you didn't come here all the way naked like me, and yes… I'm so sorry! But then I felt so guilty. Yes, and I decided to bring them back. Glad you're still…"

"Yes, I'm glad too, we met. Poor girl," the redhead chuckled, there was no indication she intended to put the clothes on herself, yet at least. "Yes, I could have gone up the other trail. I'm Gwen."

"Huh? Ah, Nikki… Nikole Colbum. Nice to meet you, Gwen… where are we going, now?"

"Back down to the river. You need a good rinse. Look at you, dryad, all grass and moss and leaves! Then, where are your own clothes anyway?"

"Umh. In my room."

"And that room is?"

"Pinecones Drive…" Nikki gave an address in a never filled upscale development more than three miles from where girls were walking nude on the other side of the park.

"Wow! So you really like to run around naked!"

"No! I have never… I just thought, they have a big yard, yes, I just moved here, in with auntie last weekend. No pool, yet, it's just kinda drawn by tiles, the place, but big yard and private and I thought I could, you know, get some tan. But uncle, they come home unexpectedly, he and whomever those guys are. I hid, but there's really not much, so I slipped out the back gate, and…"

"And ran all the way here. I see. Well, let's bathe you, and then see can we get out to my house unseen."

"You mean..?"

"Yes."

 

[Carnevil9]

I see this as the morning after a one-night stand. They are at the guy's home. He has hidden her clothes so she won't leave before he wakes up and they can have an encore fuck. The reply would be something like, "Yes, but you have to earn them!"

On the other hand, guys are more known for sneaking out in the night, so maybe it's the other way around.

 

[alohadave]

Give's new meaning to the line from The Lego Movie, "where are my pants?"

 

[ericrodman101]

I am reminded of an Australian Prime Minister who turned up semi-naked at reception in his Memphis Hotel and asked 'where are my pants?'

 

[sirhugs]

I am reminded of an Australian Prime Minister who turned up semi-naked at reception in his Memphis Hotel and asked 'where are my pants?'

In Canada he'd be re-elected for sure.

 

[UsuallyPresent]

"Have you seen my clothes?" was the first thing I’d ever been asked by the star center. His schlong was dangling right there in my face, and what good sorority slut doesn’t know how to handle such a scene? ….

 

[LupusDei]

I have one extremely artificial scenario that could be twisted to open this way at multiple points and generally have it as the theme. I have never figured out a realistic implementation, usually when it comes up in my mind rationality is low priority.

A sizeable group of peers are having fun in free range outdoors setting with little to no oversight as far the participants are aware of. At least one member of the group has reputation for being militant-nun-prude (MNP), one or more others are opportunistic-nudist-exhibitionists (ONE). A third party manipulator (TPM) exists who may or may not be part of the group, but has covert access to the environment and considerable resources.

The peer group disperses in multiple small subgroups, ranging from one individual, but mostly pairs or triplets up to perhaps five max, likely as some sort of game. Those subgroups maintain mostly unhurried, seemingly chaotic mobility over the countryside within previously agreed bonds, without visual contact with other subgroups most of the time, but can and will run into each other and possibly recombine. To avoid being seen may or not be part of the initial game rules already. There may or not be tasks or obstacles, along with recreational opportunities, that reasonably encourage but not necessarily require stripping to deal with and exploit.

A subgroup containing ONE character comes across a complete set of a MNP character clothes (a copy planted there by TPM), and convince themselves and their immediate subgroup that it's believable the MNP character have gone nude and that it's a good idea to spice things up by doing the same. The knowledge that some peers are allegedly running around naked spreads rapidly, inciting participation in this new aspect of the game.

Discarded clothing may disappear partially or fully, reappear in unexpected, compromising places or combinations, be repurposed by still shy participants just to be dropped again, etc. After several rounds of chain and avalanche effects (likely, but not necessarily actively catalyzed by TPM) the group gathers together to realization that they are all now naked and without knowledge about exact whereabouts of their clothing. Everyone except the MNP character still wearing the initial trigger clothing set. They are blamed for the situation and stripped, by peer pressure if not (limited) violence. A free for all sexual orgy may or not commence out of that action.

 

[Carnevil9]

A storyline suggestion along the same lines...where's my car?.....

In real life, a friend of mine picked up a woman at a bar and drove her to his home for a one-night stand. The way he tells it, they had lots of very intense sex. In the morning when he woke up, she was gone. And so was his car!

I asked him if she was worth it. He said, "Everyone asks me that!"

 

[lazy_literotic]

I'm a nudist, and my disappeared clothes have always been in the back of my mind.
I always had a second set in my car. towel etc.
here I am in New Zealand, looked up naturist - so I visited.
wonderful little timeout from sightseeing.
I always wanted to go back - this was 21 yrs ago.

https://imgur.com/Dg75rVa

 

[sirhugs]

In real life, a friend of mine picked up a woman at a bar and drove her to his home for a one-night stand. The way he tells it, they had lots of very intense sex. In the morning when he woke up, she was gone. And so was his car!

I asked him if she was worth it. He said, "Everyone asks me that!"

and the answer was... ?

 

[Biggalute]

I'd see this as an actress standing naked on a circular stage in the middle of a theatre..
'Have you seen my clothes' would be the opening line of a monologue as she explains how she came to be naked.
The story is so good and her oratory so convincing that we, the audience, almost forget that she's naked until she takes a bow and we get to see right up the crack of her ass.

 

[hotcpu]

I'm a nudist, and my disappeared clothes have always been in the back of my mind.
I always had a second set in my car. towel etc.
here I am in New Zealand, looked up naturist - so I visited.
wonderful little timeout from sightseeing.
I always wanted to go back - this was 21 yrs ago.

https://imgur.com/Dg75rVa

Such a beautiful lady ... Then and now. Yes good thinking having a second set.

 

[Ovidius]

A girl having her clothes stolen at the beach. Or while skinny dipping.

Or she simply put her bag a little too close to the garbage can, and now her clothes are gone.

 

[ericrodman101]

It’s the tag line for one of those cutesy Hollywood ‘pretty people meet’ stories. He is a writer who owns a house overlooking a nudist beach. He’s trained his playful dog to steal the clothes of the beautiful swimmers he wants to meet. Sans clothes his target makes for the nearest house, knocks On the door, and the next line is “have you seen my clothes?”. Frivolity and fucking ensues.

 

[Zionisacat]

It could be a 6 part anthology with a different emphasis on each word.

HAVE you seen my clothes?
Couple have just moved interstate and the removalists beat them there and just dumped and ran leaving the couple to unpack themselves. Unfortunately a few boxes are missing, mainly her wardrobe.
She takes him up on his flippant offer to become a nudist which he's fine with until his friends/brother/mom show for the housewarming party.

Have YOU seen my clothes?
At a weekend long outdoor festival an orgy breaks out. Female main character (FMC) wakes up the next morning naked and makes her way from tent to tent asking "have YOU seen my clothes?"

Have you SEEN my clothes?
OMG have you SEEN my clothes? Between all that duck fat and cum they're absolutely ruined.

Have you seen MY clothes?
Similar to YOU, there's a communal pile of clothes after the orgy but protagonist can't find theirs. They specifically need theirs as it has a usb drive in the pocket that has ... the cure for cancer/nuclear launch codes/a really good Alfredo recipe?

Have you seen my CLOTHES?
A waitress is appalled at the uniform she's been provided with for tonight's private party. While the pay is really good the *insert slutty clothing description* is far more revealing than she's ever used to and she's complaining to her best friend who's secretly in love (or lust) with her.

 

[LupusDei]

We're missing a variation where she do have very good clothes on, carefully selected with great care to have a deep meaning and message. And the lovely dork is of course completely clueless and would rather like her naked instead.