Bike Rental Strip
A pretty donkey girl comes to the bike rental to... Well, rent a bike. The issue is, she has to leave something as a pledge, and the only personal belongings the girl has with her on this summer day are her clothes.
Bike Rental Strip
By TheSteamElement
It was a slow day at the bike rental. Despite today's warm weather and a crowded street nearby, the shop was pretty much empty save for the salesman - a young frog guy named Fred. With nothing to do, he sat at the counter and mindlessly did crosswords in an old newspaper. Suddenly, the bells rang and a figure walked in, Fred glanced at the doorway and was captivated right away. It was a young donkey girl with large purple eyes full of curiosity and coconut-colored fur. Her summer clothing was very light and did little to conceal her pretty, slim figure. Yet the most noticeable thing about the girl was her smile, big and pure. This woman was a sight to behold, a stark contrast to the mundane shop.
"Hi!" She waved cheerfully, "can I get a bike here?"
"What?" For a moment he just stood there, "oh, a bike, of course, you can! This is a bike rental, after all, he-he."
"That's what I thought!" The donkey giggled, "name's Danka, by the way. And you're..."
"Fred. Pleased to meet you!" He anxiously hid the newspaper and hurried to show the potential client their selection.
The colorful bicycles were lined up around them, shiny and untouched. Fred made sure to be as professional as possible, describing the vehicles with clear engagement, although he still slipped sometimes, distracted by the looks of his client. Danka didn't seem to mind that at all, it even felt like she enjoyed this, playfully giggling here and there and even touching the frog's arm at times. It almost felt like she was interested in him... But probably, she just was polite. Fred made sure to focus on work and ended his speech by talking about hourly pay.
"Oh, gosh, I'm so sorry..." The smile vanished from the girl's face, "I think I forgot my wallet. I just went for a walk today, but the weather's so nice that I wanted to cycle a bit... I guess it'll have to be another time."
"Oh, no-no-no," Fred jabbered, "it's fine. You can pay after you come back, I'm sure... But there's another thing. You gotta leave something here. As a pledge, you know? So that I know you'll actually come back. Business security and stuff."
"Oh, because I can just ride away!" Danka giggled again, "how smart! Well... As I said, I forgot my wallet. What the pledge's gonna be?"
"Let's see. Some sort of document? Like a passport?"
The girl shook her head.
"Maybe you have your phone with you?"
She shook her head again.
"Anything at all? Any personal belongings will do!" Fred was getting desperate.
"I mean... I do have my clothes," she pulled the straps of her tank top.
Fred giggled in response, unsure how to react.
"Hello? Will clothes do it?" Danka stared at him curiously. The frog suddenly realized that something unbelievable was happening: she wasn't joking.
"I mean... If they're important to you... Oh, I wanted to say that..." He stuttered, still trying to process the situation.
"Great!" Danka replied and before the salesman knew it, began taking her top off.
Fred just now realized the donkey wasn't wearing a bra, but it was too late to say anything. Danka freed her toned belly and her round, nice-looking boobs with great pleasure, the breasts bounced from the owner's sudden move. In the next second, the donkey handed the top to the salesman and began sliding down her light skirt, revealing a suggestive black thong. Flip-flops came off the girl's legs with a satisfying clank and her skirt fell to the floor shortly after. Now only Danka's panties separated her from complete public nakedness.
"Here, take them, please!" The donkey's face, full of cheer and innocence, made it feel like she did something like this every day.
"Uh... I'm not sure that it's..." The frog tried his best to look away from the girl's amazing breasts.
"Oh, no worries. I understand and respect your rules," her smile completely disarmed Fred and left him speechless once again.
The girl's panties swiftly came sliding down her legs. The salesman tried not to look, but his gaze instinctively darted a bit lower of Danka's waist. The girl's pussy was a great sight, but her body as a whole, naked and completely free of any textile hindrance, was even more of a delight. The frog simply couldn't believe what he was seeing. Danka, on the other hand, didn't seem to bat an eye and simply kept her playful smile, as if jesting at this situation. Fred only unfroze when Danka jokingly dangled her black thong right before his eyes before gently landing it on the clothing he was holding.
"Well, can I go now?" The girl straightened up and put her hands behind her back, allowing the salesman to have an even better look at her.
"Of course, you... You can," Fred got all giggly, "sorry, I'm a bit slow. It's just... Well, it doesn't happen here every day, you know!"
"Oh, I bet!" Danka waved her hand and shared a laugh with the allured salesman.
Fred placed the girl's clothes on the counter, his cheeks all rosy from blushing.
Accidentally, his gaze met a couple of passersby across the shop's glassy wall, who noticed the naked girl and were just as bewildered as the salesman. Fred turned back only to see Danka already trying out one of the bikes. With her legs spread out to reach the pedals and her chest slightly bent forward, causing her breasts to face down, this shameless nudie looked even more captivating. The frog couldn't help but wonder whether it was actually a good idea to send her off like this, was that even legal?
"I'm ready for a ride!" Danka exclaimed with so much cheer that it became impossible for the frog to argue.
"Alright... See you in an hour!" He replied, trying his best to look at the donkey's face instead of her boobs.
Then, he helped Danka to get the bicycle to the door, from where she was ready to ride into the busy streets wearing only her bright smile. He also noticed that her taut butt was just as spectacular as any other part of her naked body, all the pedestrians will surely enjoy looking at her as she'll pass them by. Totally fascinated by the girl's curves and lack of shame, Fred acted on autopilot, waving to the girl and saying basic pleasantries.
"Take care, stay safe! I hope nobody will find an issue with you riding... Like that... Not like they should, you... You look good!"
"Thanks!" She jokingly shook her naked butt, "see ya soon! Bye-bye!"
Danka placed her legs on the pedals and dashed forward, her face full of excitement. Fred peaked out of the rental and looked after the girl's amazing figure as she cycled away, completely naked in public. Pedestrians looked at her in awe, some whistling or chuckling at this unusual sight, but the girl didn't seem to mind in the slightest.
"What a girl," the frog thought to himself, "absolutely crazy! I should ask what her deal is after she comes back. I totally should."
Yet, an hour passed, then another, and Danka was nowhere to be seen. Fred already started to worry and looked at the street more and more, up until his boss, a large and chubby ratman, came back to check on things. The frog couldn't keep today's event to himself so he spilled the beans. The boss didn't believe him at first, but the clothing on the counter convinced him.
"I wonder where she went..." Fred said longingly.
"Oh, you seriously have no idea, do you?" Boss raised his eyebrow condescendingly.
Fred scratched his head, having no idea what to answer.
"She didn't come here to rent our bike, you dimwit, she just stole it!" The boss exclaimed, "this crazy nudist didn't pay you a penny, did she? And didn't even leave a worthy pledge... These rags are worth fifty times less than our bicycle! Seriously, your Danka even came without a bra to rip us off even more. How did she convince you to let her do that?"
"I mean... She just insisted that it'll be just an hour," the frog noticed the angry expression on the boss' face, "I'm sorry! I thought the pledge was fine. I mean, she left all her clothes here, even the thong. She couldn't leave without them because... Oh, right."
The ratman sighed while Fred became even redder from realizing his dumb mistake.
"I guess I really made a jackass of myself, boss," the frog shrugged.
"Well, at least I hope THAT ass was worth the money you'll have to pay me back!" The boss grinned.
"Well... Yes," Fred replied rather shyly while recalling Danka's taut backside, "I think it did."