The Misadventures of Katie Lynn by Totzman..,
Her name was Katie Lynn; most versions of the story agreed on that. Where she lived, when she was born, and the minute details of her stories vary from one storyteller to another. She was the subject of locker room tales, bar room boasts, and lewd antidotes shared at gatherings where ladies were out of earshot. Some men claimed to have known her personally, but usually, it was a friend of a friend to have witnessed the events of the story, who had then passed the tale on to others to enjoy.
By most accounts, Katie Lynn was blonde, both in hair color and in personality. She was a tall, tight-bottomed, 36-24-36 bombshell with legs for days by most accounts, though some storytellers suggest her breasts were bigger. She was an ingenue, otherwise known as a girl with minimal sophistication but a heart of gold. She was the type of girl who would give a friend the shirt off her back, and if the tales were true, she often did. That was the crutch of all of her stories. Katie Lynn was a girl who by her own fault or not, was always shedding her clothes.
Some claim she craved the attention she gained from her nude adventures, others claimed she was far too naive to even be aware of the titillation her body caused men. Some even claimed Katie Lynn was a gift from the gods, a present to human men, particularly those men unlucky enough to have never had the privilege of seeing a girl of Katie Lynn’s beauty without clothing.
In any case, nudity was always the central theme of every Katie Lynn story. How and why her clothing came off was at the whim of the storyteller, but the consistent feature of every story was a cute babe making an unfortunate mistake, leaving her stark naked with at least one unintended witness- usually a man.
What follows here are six of Katie Lynn’s most prolific embarrassments. These tales have been passed on for many years, some silly, some sexy, but all are told in good fun. They are compiled here in an order that best reflects a sense of chronology, but Katie Lynn stories are not intended to feature any form of arcing story. Each of these chapters should be able to stand on its own as a tale featuring a few laughs, a few lessons, and always a very embarrassed naked girl.
- The Laundromat
Katie Lynn entered the laundromat on a Saturday afternoon with a bright smile across her face. She had her purse around her shoulder and a basket of laundry against her hip as she made her way through the facility searching for an available machine. She caught the eye of several laundry patrons, whose eyes wandered down from her shoulder-length blonde hair to her curvy young body.
She wore a tight green dress, which stopped at about mid-thigh displaying her shapely legs. The day manager, Johnny O’Dell, tried not to stare as the young beauty walked past his desk.
When she’d chosen an available machine, Katie Lynn stared quizzically at the machine’s instructions for several minutes, and appeared to be pressing some of the buttons at random.
“Excuse me?” Johnny said, having finally worked up the courage to approach her. “You seem to be having a little trouble. Is there anything I can help you with?”
“Oh!” she said with a startled laugh. “It’s my first time doing laundry out on my own. I’m trying to figure out how you open the darn things!”
“You’ve got to insert your coins first,” Johnny explained. “Slide fifty cents into the slot, and the door will pop right open.”
“Is THAT what you do?” Katie Lynn said in surprise. “Well let me try that!”
She gleefully drew two quarters from her purse and slipped them into the coin slot. To her delight, the washing machine door opened with a twist of the knob.
“Thanks so much!” she said.
“No problem!” Johnny said. He turned around, and stopped. “Hey, do you go to Blessed Saints Academy?”
“I just started there! I’m hoping to move into the campus dorms next semester!” She brushed her fingers through her hair.
“I thought you looked familiar. I’m Johnny O’Dell. I think we’ve got a few classes together.”
Katie Lynn winced, and cocked her head.
“You DO look familiar! It’s so nice to meet you, Johnny!”
She shook his hand.
“Well, I think I’ve got it from here. Thanks!” she said.
“Sure, I’ll be at the desk if you need any more help,” Johnny said.
Johnny sat back down at his desk and discretely watched the attractive blonde fill the washer with her clothes. When her basket was emptied, she peered around inquisitively for a minute, before approaching the desk.
“One more question,” she began with an embarrassed laugh. “Where is the soap?”
“Oh, usually guests bring their own. But if you didn’t bring any, we sell it here.”
“Gosh, I’m such a dope. All right, I’ll buy a pack.”
She took some money out of her purse and bought a three-pack of detergent pods.
“Sorry, I’d spot you, but my dad is a real hard-nose about this,” Johnny said.
“I understand. My dad is pretty strict too!”
Katie Lynn took the laundry pods and carried them back to her washer. She stared inside for a half minute, and returned to the desk.
“Last question, I promise!” she said.
“It’s no trouble!” Johnny said.
“Where do you put the soap?” she asked.
“This kind you can just throw in there with your clothes. That’s it!”
“That’s what I thought! I just wanted to be sure! Thank you so much! I won’t bother you again!”
“It’s no trouble! Really!” he assured her.
He stole a quick glance at her butt as she scurried back to her machine, and tossed the laundry pod inside. After shutting the door, and adjusting the settings, a light above the washer switched on and the machine began to whir. As the laundry cycle commenced, Katie Lynn peered at the instructions above the washer. Confused, she read them again.
She finally shrugged and sat down on one of the benches, crossed her legs, and took out a book to read.
She sat for the next half hour, looking up every few minutes to glance at the light on the washer to confirm it was still lit. Johnny glanced up at her every minute, hoping she might return the the front desk to ask him another question. So far, she seemed entranced by her book.
After the cycle finished, the light switched off, and Katie Lynn set her book aside. Johnny was in the midst of helping another customer when he heard some laughter coming from the far end of the laundromat. A few gasps followed, when Johnny spotted what was causing the commotion among the laundromat customers.
Katie Lynn was standing in front of her washer completely naked.
He green dress, bra, and panties lay on the nearby bench, while Katie Lynn stared at the unmoving washer, confused.
Cautiously, Johnny approached the nude blonde, and stopped several feet away as soon as he had her attention.
“Um, Katie Lynn? Is everything… all right?”
She turned to look at him. He nearly flinched at the sight of her large naked breasts as she turned to him.
“I’m just so CONFUSED!” she said with frustration. “The instructions said to remove your clothes when the light goes out. I did, and nothing’s happening!”
The laundromat erupted in laughter. Katie Lynn looked around at the laughing customers around her, and grew even more puzzled.
Johnny bit his lip trying to suppress laughter of his own and said, “Katie Lynn, you’re supposed to remove your clothes from the washing machine. Not your…” he bit down on his tongue to keep his voice from breaking into laughter, “not the clothes on your body!”
Realization hit Katie Lynn like a truck.
“Oh my GOSH! I’m so… I’m so STUPID!”
The laundromat customers laughed even louder as the nude blonde’s face went beet red, and she frantically put her clothes back on.
- The Blind Man
Sister Mary Margaret set two buckets of paint onto the hard wooden floor with an angry thud. She glared at the two girls in front of her. Katie Lynn and her best friend, Tammy Sue, meekly looked back at the fuming nun.
“We’re sorry, Sister Mary Margaret,” Katie Lynn said.
“You have six hours to get this room painted. If you’re not finished when I return, you’ll be back next Saturday to to finish the job. I don’t care how long it takes.”
Katie Lynn and Tammy Sue slunk their heads. They weren’t the only two girls to use profane language in the halls of Blessed Saints Academy, but they were among the few who’d been caught. It was Tammy Sue who had referred to one of her teachers as the b-word, and while Katie Lynn hadn’t used any profanity herself, she hadn’t disagreed. Their conversation had been overheard by none other than Headmaster Matheson. He’d been coming up the stairwell as the two gossiping girls were on their way down and he’d given them both a detention on the spot.
Now was the day of their punishment. The two coeds were instructed to paint the interior of the newly renovated counselor’s office. A rotten way to spend a Saturday afternoon.
“And you’d better not get any paint on your uniforms!” the sister said as she stormed out of the office. “The cleaning bill will come out of your tuition! Not one drop!”
The nun slammed the office door and the girls listened as she trotted away.
“Crabby old bat!” Tammy Sue taunted. “I’m not sorry at all.”
Katie Lynn scanned the entire room hopelessly.
“How are we going to keep paint from getting on our uniforms? She didn’t even give us smocks!” the blonde bemoaned.
Tammy Sue grinned.
“Maybe… we should take them off?” the giggling brunette suggested.
“Take them off? And paint naked?”
“Why not? Sister Mary Margaret won’t be back for six hours. We’ll just lock the doors in case any delivery guys come by.”
Katie Lynn thought about this.
“Well, it will be awfully hard to keep our uniforms clean…”
“Exactly!” Tammy Sue began unbuttoning her dress shirt.
Feeling comfortable knowing it would be just the two girls in there the entire day, Katie Lynn slipped out of her uniform as well. Once they had removed their uniforms as well as their undergarments, the girls took up the provided brushes and began painting the newly installed drywall in the nude.
Painting was tedious work, but the joking between them and the knowledge that their naughty choice of dress would not be approved of made the ordeal far less wearisome.