The Naked Countess II Ch. 13

Chapter 13: Baring Besties

The light seeping through the windows gradually made Leo open her eyes. She was in a white, spacious room that was very far from her luxurious suite in terms of appearance. It smelled like medicine and cleaning supplies. The girl grunted, trying to get up, but a sharp pain in her ribs made her stop in an instant.

Voices started coming from all around her, and soon she was able to recognize the figures standing above the hospital bed. One of them was wearing a white coat over its dark clothing while the second remained completely naked, her bronze skin a stark contrast to the white walls.

"Hello, my allies. We did it, didn't we?" Leo smiled at Arnold and Lala, who quickly smiled back.

"Indeed," Arnold sighed as if a mountain had been lifted from his shoulders. "Or, to be more precise, you did it for the most part."

"Oh, don't be shy," Leo said provocatively. "I wouldn't have done it without your bright ideas, friend. The camera layout, the building plan, the disguise... I think we made a pretty good team."

"Yes... except for the fact that you got injured again," the agent said somberly.

"Don't worry about that. Wounds are a natural part of life for any warrior. Besides, I knew this cutie right here would help me if everything went bad," she pointed at Lala, who started blushing again, but not due to nudity this time.

"So that was what you meant by 'our' skills? You planned for Lala to act when she saw you get hurt?" Arnold raised his eyebrow in confusion.

"Well, not exactly. I didn't plan on getting injured, but I felt like if I did, I had her to count on. So, in a way, yes, I planned for it," she replied with a smirk.

"Not bad. Although, um, I'd prefer if your planning didn't involve putting yourself at the risk of death next time," the agent chuckled nervously.

Leo said she couldn't promise anything and lay back in her bed, enjoying the breeze on her bare skin achieved by not having either a gown or a blanket. Leo's body paint was gone too, bringing a sense of absolute freedom to her body. Although apparently, the staff weren't able to remove the dye from her hair, meaning Leo will have to be a brunette for a tad longer.

Lala, who previously stood silent and tried to contain her emotions, suddenly exploded. She ran up to the bed and hugged Leo with all of her strength while tears streamed down her eyes. The girls' naked bodies started rubbing against each other once more. Especially their jiggly, round breasts. It was a warm and lovely sensation that Leo already started to miss during the time Lala wasn't with her.

"MyladyI'msogladyou'reokayohmany-eyedIthoughtyouwerebadlyhurtohgods..." she mumbled incoherently.

"Shhh. I'm okay, come on, you.... A-a-a!" Leo screamed as she felt immense pressure on her injured area.

"Oh, sorry, I'm so sorry!" Lala went back and threw her hands up in shame. "This... this was all my fault, mistress, forgive me!"

Leo was about to tell her that she was overreacting but quickly realized Lala didn't just mean the hug.

"What do you mean?" Leo asked.

Lala let out a long sigh, her impressive chest slowly raising and falling while her face turned pale for a moment. It was clear she wanted to say something but didn't know how, so Leo tried her best to encourage her with an understanding smile and comforting words. She even asked her to come closer and stroked the girl's beautiful, naked body with her hand.

"What's wrong?"

The blonde's empathetic eyes looked like they could've taken anything and still be full of kindness. So Lala finally allowed herself to truly bare herself, not only in body but in spirit. She told her mistress everything: how weird she felt after realizing that everyone was staring at her, the way this feeling only worsened as the time went on, and even mentioned the odd arousal she felt when the shame and humiliation were too much for her to handle.

Tears kept rolling down her cheeks, especially when she started talking about failing her duties as a bodyguard due to that embarrassment.

"I went away to train being naked, my lady. I thought that, like, if I get used to those feelings, I'll be fine... I'll be able to protect you. B-but I couldn't; I only made things worse by getting captured. I'm a failure!"

Leo listened intently, searching for words of support to tell her friend. It was truly difficult: Lala had a tight knot of emotions inside that started affecting every part of her life. But the thing that shocked Leo the most was the fact that Lala was afraid of telling her. She was her best friend despite the rank differences, yet her bestie didn't feel like she could've shared her thoughts without being judged. Was it really the impression Leo gave others? The countess seemed to have a lot of things to think about as well.

"Of course I'm not going to judge you. Like I said, everyone is different, even if we're all Sanflarians. Unity through difference, remember?" the blonde finally said. "I'm sorry I got so carried away with my ideology that I didn't even notice you struggling with it. Those who doubt don't need judgment but support. That's even what the Church of the Main-eyed is teaching! So, of course, we'll work on making all of this comfortable for you, bestie."

"R-really?" Lala couldn't help but smile while she wiped tears with a handkerchief gifted to her by Arnold.

"Did I ever lie to you?" Leo smirked.

The bodyguard was about to ask whether it meant letting her take some time off if she felt overwhelmed or maybe even letting her wear hypoallergenic clothes from time to time. However, Leo's next phrase shattered all those ideas in an instant as she revealed her own vision, her eyes shining with excitement:

"No worries, babe! I'll make sure you go nude in public so much that it won't bother you anymore. Sanflarian women never back away from a challenge, be it an external or internal threat, so we'll defeat that shame of yours in a flash... by flashing everyone around us!"

"Oh... Wowie, what a g-great idea!" Lala let out a loud laugh that was most likely hysterical.

She thought about challenging her lady's idea at first, but a sudden pleasant feeling in her pussy and nipples convinced her otherwise. Maybe the blonde was right, and training was the best way of dealing with that strange affliction. In any case, Lala will have to undergo many equally exciting and terrifying challenges before she'll know for sure.

"Ugh, damn. It does hurt pretty bad," Leo said, looking at her bandaged wound.

"P-please stay put," Arnold said in a hurry. "You've lost a lot of blood. The doctors said it's a miracle you managed to run around for so long."

"What can I say? We Sanflarian gals are built different!" Leo said with a cough. "I bet that bitch didn't expect such a furious resistance... By the way, what happened to her after I went to dreamland?"

"Officer Angel? Well, let's just say Lala suggested a great idea of punishing her in a Sanflarian way," Arnold chuckled. "I'm sure you'll see it in the news soon. Let's just say the sight will be worth the wait."

Leo nodded with confidence since she didn't doubt her friends' capabilities.

***

Officer Angel was violently shaking her arms and legs in a desperate attempt to escape, yet it was in vain. Firm handcuffs kept the policewoman in place, hanging between two lanterns in a star position like she was some sort of a perverted attraction. The rapid movements she made only made her round, C-cup breasts and her athletic butt jiggle and bounce from side to side, giving the surrounding crowd a false impression that she was enjoying this.

What made the spectacle even better was the fact that Angel was stripped completely naked, with not even her sunglasses, shoes, or a police cap present on her body. The only things covering her figure were the words "bad cop" and "piggie" written in a blue marker across her pale skin. Every part of Angel's naked physique was on full display, including the officer's modest bush that remained the only thing covering her pussy. She jerked the handcuffs time and time again, but they only rattled in response, attracting even more eyes to the naked girl's predicament.

Angel tried calling for help, but could only produce muffled sounds since she was gagged with her own underwear. Besides, people below her didn't exactly feel like helping. There were more than two dozen onlookers, but none of them had any sympathy in their eyes. Instead, they cracked jokes, took pictures, and thoroughly enjoyed the show Angel was unwillingly putting on for them.

These were the local workers and students from a nearby university who must've heard the news about Lala's kidnapping scheme and an attempted murder of Leo, so they didn't see any reason to help. The same could be said by the cops who pulled up shortly after the sunrise and now drank coffee while leaning on their car, smiling in response to Angel's hateful glances in their direction. They had to endure that woman's attitude, corruption, and unfair treatment for years, so nobody could be blamed for deciding to savor the moment of payback a little.

But there was one figure who didn't feel any joy among the spectators. Although she wasn't exactly sympathetic to Angel's peril either. It was a brunette in her early thirties, with deep brown eyes and a long ponytail behind her back. She was clad in a long dress that looked almost out of place in this part of the city. Angel caught a glimpse of her once and rattled the chains even louder, hoping to attract her attention. However, Elizabeth just turned around and walked away with a scoff, as if she had nothing to do with the arousing display in front of her.

"You'll pay for it. All of you, stupid perverts," she said under her breath and walked to her gray S-Class Mercedes.

Once she opened the door, she was greeted by a slim, dark-haired man in a business suit. He looked distraught, a deep sense of anxiety in his eyes.

"So... it's true? What they did to her?" he asked carefully.

Elizabeth silently sat behind the wheel and turned the engine on.

"Honey, you can tell me..."

"Quiet, Teddy! I'm thinking," she retorted.

They sat in silence for another minute until the brunette finally spoke again.

"Check the new collection of traditional summer dresses. We'll visit a boutique on our way home."

"S-sure, honey. You want to change your fashion a little? Uh, not that you need to, that is. Sorry for suggesting that," Teddy's fingers became sweaty as he typed the boutique's website name on his phone.

"This dress isn't for me," Elizabeth rudely cut him off. "It's for the one who needs it the most."

"You mean..."

"Yes," she nodded. "Injuring or even killing her is a bad idea. Her influence has spread too far already. They'll turn her into a martyr, an icon for this disgusting fetish. Instead, we'll do the same thing she likes to do to us. We'll make Eleonora wear clothes whether she likes it or not. She's not going to walk around butt-naked for much longer."

Teddy tried objecting, but a single look from Elizabeth was enough for him to shut up and continue looking for the perfect dress that they'll soon put on Eleonora. The car began moving and passed Officer Angel before leaving the seaside area. Teddy gulped when he saw that naked policewoman twitching and crying in shame.

Even if he believed in his wife Elizabeth's motives and couldn't doubt her skills, a part of him was still fearful of one day finding her tied up and naked just like Angel.

***

"Yuck! Your cook doesn't deserve my compliments," Leo said while dining on the dinner she was brought.

Everything else wasn't that bad, as the countess was kept in a heavily guarded and well-furnished premium ward. Her bed could change positions to make it easier for Leo to sit up, there was a large TV right in front of her, and large windows filled the room with a pleasant breeze. However, it seemed like the food was one thing that local hospitals just couldn't get right no matter how much they tried.

"I'll make sure to relay your preferences to our staff," the nurse said and leaned to pick up the tray, her large tits jiggling along.

Leo looked at the naked hospital worker with a smile. The nurse was a larger girl in her twenties with dark hair and large glasses covering her eyes. She was clearly embarrassed about having to strip naked in the neighboring room before meeting her patient. Good thing Arnold came up with an idea to add "security concerns" as a reason for nurses to enter the ward naked. Leo grinned, thinking about how skilled her friend was becoming at stripping women.

"You look very good like this," Leo added, making the nurse blush even more.

This cute, chubby girl clearly needed a boost of confidence, and the countess tried delivering it through compliments and motivational phrases. However, as their time together neared its end, Leo felt a bit mischievous and decided to take a more drastic measure. She saw that the nurse's uniform was still in the room leading to her ward, so she asked her to bring it here.

"What for?" the girl asked.

"I just want to see it up close," Leo lied with a smirk.

When the nurse brought her that sickly-green uniform, the countess used it as a napkin and then threw it out of the window before the worker could even react.

"W-what did you do?! But... but... but..." the nurse stuttered in shock as she approached the window, seeing her uniform along with shoes and underwear land right in the nearby dumpster.

"I don't wanna see you stripping or, more so, putting your clothes back on near me. Better go around naked and stop hiding your beauty from your colleagues. Come on, don't be shy!" the blonde jested and gave the nurse a loud, satisfying smack on the butt.

"Y-yes, Lady Eleonora," she replied, blushing and biting her lip in a mixture of shame and submissive pleasure.

Soon, the nurse walked out. She was all hunched over and tried her best to cover her large, alluring curves with the tray, but it clearly didn't change anything. The corridor filled with laughs and whistles. Her colleagues, especially male ones, were clearly having a good day today. She didn't seem to enjoy it that much herself, but Leo was sure that with time, this new uniform will become her favorite.

"We truly should submit an idea for their upper management to make their nurses work in the nude. It'd be much more practical and cost-efficient, don't you think?" Leo jokingly asked Araman, who had just walked in, wearing a white coat just like the other men.

He let out a faint smile, but his expression quickly became serious again. The man looked pale and underslept. All of the chaos happening in the last few days must've taken a toll on him. After all, Araman was the one having to talk things out after Leo's bold adventures. Today, she saw it as clearly as possible.

"How did everything go?" Leo asked with compassion.

"No legal issues, as you were acting in self-defense. They were the ones who started all that violence," Araman was barely keeping his cool while thinking about Textilians. "But I don't think it matters at this point."

"What do you mean? Of course it matters! We're in the right, and people support us. And even those who don't find it hard not to find what I do to those girls arousing, he-he."

Araman looked through the window, his eyes landing on the Transamerica Pyramid that looked small and distant from here.

"My lady, I'm thinking about pulling out from the deal."

"What?!"

It was the only thing Leo could say as she recoiled in shock.

"But we've made so much progress. All investors are practically ours now, and those Textilians made fools of themselves by trying to murder me with their corrupted cops! We may not have gotten Lizzie yet, but it's a matter of time."

"Yes, they made fools of themselves, but what if they didn't?" Araman looked straight at Leo, then began explaining further. "My lady, this visit, while successful, was highly unstable. I could expect the US government to be unable to keep the opposing parties out of our negotiations since this country prides itself on its freedoms. But what I didn't expect was the blatant corruption and negligence they showed! Not only did those Textilians come from different cities, sometimes even states, to impede our agreement, but they also managed to recruit several local law enforcers to commit malicious acts in their steed. I don't know how you feel about this, my lady, but I've personally lost all trust in Earth I had before we departed. I relayed all of this information to your parents, but they believe that your decision must be final since you had the biggest role in securing the investments."

Leo leaned back in her bed, quiet and thoughtful like rarely before.

"My dear baron," she finally said in a calm voice, "I understand. What you said is technically true. But I can still feel that your decision is ruled mostly by emotions. Emotions that prevent you from seeing that those criminals are just a few rotten apples in a vast garden. You were the one who taught me to think rationally and be careful with my decisions. I think this is the moment where I repay you. Besides, I know many Earthians enjoy our cooperation quite a bit. I've received support both in person and online while being here. Hell, you know how it's like when I and Lala walk naked in public. Some may scoff or insult us, but most people are clearly happy with it. This dynamic they call 'CMNF' is just as natural for them as it is for us. There's just plenty of prudes and prejudice in the way. But I'm sure we'll manage. I'm willing to take that chance."

Araman listened intently, the anger gradually getting lifted from his face. Finally, he nodded and congratulated Leo on growing her character so much in just a week.

"What can I say? As they say in the neighbouring province of Fryion, rich soil grows lush flowers. I had good mentors," she said with recollections of both Sanflarians and Earthians she got to know better during this trip.

"Yes, my lady," the baron replied confidently. "Should I tell your father that we shall continue staying here to finish our mission?"

"Of course! We have so much to do... there's a bet with a friend that still needs resolution, a public photoshoot I promised to do," she counted her plans with her fingers. "And the meeting with the investors! We wouldn't want to let them trick us during planning, would we?"

"The words of a true Sanflarian noble," Araman let out a short chuckle.

They hugged and wished each other good luck, as there was still a lot to do before they could truly consider their mission accomplished. When Araman got up to leave, the door opened again, and two people suddenly walked in with loud cheerfulness. One of them was a shorter guy in stylish clothing with a camera in his hands. The other one was a beautiful woman with tan skin and long, blonde hair. Leo commended the girl's attire as well, since she was wearing nothing except for a necklace and a pair of sneakers.

"Hello, my lady," Charlie mused as he entered the ward with a whistle, admiring the comfortable atmosphere.

"Nice to see that you're okay!" Cynthia said, handing the naked countess flowers and a bag full of fruits.

Leo looked at Cynthia's bare, attractive figure and chuckled.

"How did they let you walk around the hospital like that?"

"Oh, that wasn't hard to manage!" Charlie stepped in. "I just told them Cynthia was your friend from Sanflaria and that making her wear clothes would be a terrible offense!"

"Well, at least one part of that statement is true," Cynthia remarked with her hands on her hips.

"Alright, I'll leave you three to it. Wishing you a speedy recovery, my lady, and I'm sure we'll be able to get some Sanflarian medicine for your wounds in the coming days," Araman said before leaving the room.

Meanwhile, Charlie smiled at his naked companion, then turned to Leo and suddenly got serious, noticing the bandage on her side.

"Oh God, were you hurt badly? Are there any issues with your physique now?" he asked, and, before the countess could reply, bolted to her and suddenly started groping her tits.

Leo looked at him with an unblinking gaze, then burst out laughing. Meanwhile, Cynthia rolled her eyes and pulled the man back, scolding him for this silly act.

"No, my friend, my feminine curves are completely fine. You don't have to worry!" Leo said, still giggling.

"Well, you know, I had to check!" he gave her a smug look. "Either way, I'm not surprised that you won that fight. Must've been a breeze for an action girl like you!"

"Oh, if only," Leo sighed, her wounds still aching from that encounter with Omar and Angel's strikes.

"I can see it wasn't that easy for you," Cynthia said, "but the main thing is that you persevered, right?"

"Indeed. See, being naked has already made you understand us better. You're speaking like a true Sanflarian right now!" Leo replied with admiration.

The three kept chatting for a while, sharing the latest news and opinions about recent events. Charlie showed Leo plenty of new comments admiring her and Lala's NIP photoshoot on his website while the blonde boasted to him about getting even more money for the project than was originally anticipated. The conversation between that man and two naked women flowed freely and naturally, like it was meant to be from the start. Just like in Leo's homeland.

***

Thanks to Leo and the rest of the Sanflarian delegation, the existence of a multi-part documentary titled "Children of The Many-eyed" was ensured, and the production was set to begin in the near future. Many people in both the US and abroad were already interested in seeing it thanks to Leo's and Lala's various naked escapades that were trending on social media throughout the whole week. The Sanflarians received plenty of hate for their daring adventures, but the amount of support exceeded it more than tenfold.

The corrupt cops, including Officer Angel, were taken into custody and are awaiting trial for their numerous crimes as well as attempts to impede a unique deal between the two worlds. The governmental bodies also looked closely into Textilians and the woman by the name Elizabeth Napier, who was considered to be their leader. However, the located evidence was insufficient, so she was able to go unchecked.

The only Textilians who got punished for cooperation with Angel were those helping her when she took Lala hostage. Including a young, shy girl named Alice. It was believed that Alice was so humiliated after her first clash with Eleonora that she resorted to crime to have revenge. This was considered to be a mitigating circumstance, but the trial still was expected to be a long and grueling one.

Arnold eventually got to keep his agent position after the ICA higher-ups had a lengthy debate about whether he should've been promoted for helping Eleonora rescue her friend or demoted for putting her in danger. Her getting wounded didn't sit well with many of the officials, and Arnold got more than a few angry stares during his next meeting.

Still, he was happy as long as he didn't have to go back to that abysmal desk job. Besides, this adventure and subsequent questionings by the captain taught Arnold a lesson: sometimes, one act of courage like taking the bullet wasn't enough to solve the problem completely. A man had to know how to stand his ground, even when he wasn't going to become the hero of the day, however hard it might've been for someone with anxiety.

A lot has happened since the delegation arrived on Earth, but it was clear things were far from over. With Textilians using some media outlets to their advantage and trying to recruit more people, it was obvious they'll strike again at some point. Leo didn't know when or where this would happen, but she was sure that her people and allies she found on the Earth's soil would come out on top. Even if it brought her more pain and hardships.

"The thorns hurt, but the stars are watching," Leo repeated to herself when the night fell over the city and filled the sky with numerous shining dots.