Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Becoming a Stalker I loved the footage I had, but there was one unsatisfying thing. I didn't always get to see as much as I wanted. I watched my collection over and over, so I got to the point that I was hungry for more from some of my beauties. The best example I have is the girl that got out of the cab. If you remember her, her skirt got caught in the cab door, and tore away. From the waist down all she had on was a thong as she chased the cab, then me. It's a wonderful scene. No matter how many times I watch it, it never gets old. Still, all I got to see was her butt. She was so pretty and had such a body, that I got to wishing I could see more. Then it hit me. I could. The camera stored names and addresses. If I wanted to, I could find her. At first I thought that was too much. What was I going to do? Sit outside her place and wait until I had another shot? Could I be that big a creep? As it turns out, I could. I couldn't keep seeing her in that thong without desperately wanting to see more of her body. I decided that the next filming I was going to do would start with her. I had to work up the nerve for a couple days which was fine since I wanted to order spare batteries for the camera anyway. You can only get Expert Natural Foto batteries from that company. During that interval, I invested in a few disguises. I know that sounds just stupid, but I only got different kinds of clothes, hats, shades, things like that. I just didn't want to be instantly recognizable. I can admit it that I kind of got a kick out of being an undercover uncoverer. Eventually I had everything I needed, so I headed out. She lived in an apartment building that was easy to stay near. I hung out at a coffee shop nearby. I could see the front of her building from there while it looked like I was just casually wasting time. Day one was a bust. I didn't see her go out or in. That's mainly because I didn't feel safe wasting all day at one spot. The next day I was back, looking a bit different, carrying a cell phone that I pretended conversations into so that I could look like I was waiting for someone. I got bored, but I was determined. Every time I thought about leaving, I envisioned that gorgeous ass of hers running after that cab. At long last, I spotted her as she was going in. I quickly but quietly headed out onto the sidewalk to follow her. I was a stalker, but I could live with that. I waited a while before I was ready to act. I can't believe she never noticed me, but then who would? It was time to get the best footage I could. I was lucky enough to get to the door of her building just as someone else was going in. There she was, all lovely while she was waiting for the elevator. She had on a nice, light colored dress. Her chestnut hair was tied back in a wonderful ponytail. I wasn't going to go for a small shot. I used the 1786 code. That's the one that gets a long lasting, very naked shot. I had used it the one time only, and that worked so well. This sexy girl was definitely worthy of it. The manual insisted that an accident made for better 1786 shots. I thought that the elevator would make a great opportunity. I got into position, typed in the code and checked that the light was blue. When the elevator doors opened, I pushed the button. The series of events that followed started with improbable and became wonderfully impossible. She dropped her little purse, so she didn't get on right away. She managed to fumble for it long enough for the elevator doors to close. They closed right on the hem of her pretty dress. She almost found it funny at first. "I'm stuck." She couldn't get it free. Then, as the elevator moved up, so did her dress. "Wait. Wait!" But it kept going, being lifted up her body as she panicked and struggled. Some idiot good samaritan tried to help her. Her dress was up past her waist, and she was lifted just slightly off the floor. "Someone help!" This lucky guy tried to grab hold of her, but he only managed to get his hands on her panties. He tugged down, she rose up, and the two were separated. She was shouting out frantically as she realized that her lower half was exposed in public. There was that ass, that wonderful ass that I had filmed before, completely and totally uncovered. Her dress kept going up, taking her bra with it, as she fell out, and landed in an undignified slump. It took half a moment for her reaction to peak. I was right up there with the camera as she shouted. "How did that happen! Oh my god! I'm naked!" Her beautiful eyes widened once she looked into my camera lens. She shot up and pressed herself to the wall. I was still filming that bare body of hers, but I hadn't really gotten any goodies other than her back side. The 1786 function interferes with a woman's reactions though. She can't cover up. She glanced back over her shoulder to see if I was still there, then she spun in place. She was backed against the wall like a cornered animal while I filmed her fabulous front side. That was what I wanted. What tits! And that bush! It was that same brown as her hair, lustrous and thick and inviting. I knelt down to get a good close up, "Great bush, girl!" She shrieked, threw one hand over it, then panicked again. She moved her hand aside, giving me full view of her muff as she demanded, "Leave me alone! Stop filming me!" Of course I didn't. She moved away like she could escape. I just kept up with her, getting a good long shot of her gorgeous body in motion while she let out occasional shrieks of sheer terror. I kept complimenting what I saw. "Those tits bounce great! Keep it up! Okay, give me another look at that ass if you want." For a couple minutes I chased her around the lobby of her building before I figured I had enough. I didn't stop filming, but I did press the button that stopped the function. She was able to react in a more normal way, throwing her arms over her nakedness. I got that reaction before I stopped the camera completely. Pefect! The problem was there were two other guys there. Neither had interfered while the camera's function was on. In fact, she had moved around both of them, and I had loved it. Once I was done I realized that they both were pissed. Great, I was outnumbered by decent gentlemen. Of course I did what I had to, and I ran. One of them had a hold of me at the door, but I managed to wriggle free. It was close. I came close to an ass kicking, and worse, losing my camera. I'd have to be more careful. On the upside, I knew that the camera protected it's shot from anyone else around while it worked. That was good to know. I didn't escape just by darting out the door. I had to run and keep running. These guys were following me, but I was getting ahead. I didn't know how to get away from them, because it looked like they weren't giving up. Then I got lucky. I was close to a bus that was just about to close its doors when I got to it. Excellent! Escape! I was ready to head on because I already got what I wanted. I would have done just that too. The thing is, when I glanced around the bus I spotted a woman. She was wonderful, just busty enough that you couldn't miss her boobs. She had a sort of dark blonde hair color, fair skin, dark blue eyes. What could I do about it though? On the one hand, I almost did the obvious thing. She would be trapped on the bus while embarrassed. So would I though, and I couldn't risk my camera. I had some of the function numbers I wanted to experiment with written down, so I checked them. 7632 was the sneaky function. It wasn't one I would use often because I like blatant public baring. This time was perfect for something more subtle though. I tapped it in and stealthily pointed my camera in the right direction. I could only watch out of the corner of my eye, so I wouldn't get to enjoy it really until I watched it later. It was good though. Once I was filming this lovely lady, she sat with her legs apart. That didn't mean much for a few moments since her skirt was so long, but apparently she had an itch. As she scratched it and adjusted her clothes, the hem of her skirt came up and up without her even realizing it. Before long I was filming in, zoomed in perfectly, on a great upskirt panty shot. Light yellow panties. It still wasn't done though. I guess the camera kept her uncomfortable, because she was trying to adjust her panties without it being noticeable. I wasn't the only one watching her though. The camera caught at least three other guys watching her carefully. If the dress lift thing was good, the unlikely panty occurance was wonderful. She tugged at her waistband in a way that lifted her panties into a bit of a frontal wedgie. It took supreme willpower on my part to keep from staring straight between her legs at the revealed pussy lips between those delicious thighs. I kept filming her accidental beaver shot as the bus rode on. I was determined to get more, so I wasn't getting off until she did. At her stop I made certain to get off before her. While I was doing that I was typing in the 2472 accident function. I had it ready to go with the blue button lit up when I turned around. Right as this lovely lady was stepping off the bus, I hit the button to catch some nudity accident. It was exactly what I expected. The doors on the bus closed on the edge of her dress. For a moment she actually found it funny, but she panicked quick when she saw that she couldn't get it free. She shouted, "Hey wait! Don't go!" But the bus was moving. She trotted along side it and I trotted along side her. As you might guess, she couldn't keep up, so the dress started to tear. There was this wonderful sound of ripping fabric as her dress was slipped off of her. Against all odds, that dress managed to snag her bra underneath. As it was torn free from one arm, her bra slipped away with it. "NO! NOOOOO!" There she was on a public sidewalk, filled with people, and she had just been stripped to her yellow panties. Of course I had the whole thing caught on film. I had a great shot of her busty tits and her nice full, round ass. The camera got her attention then. "Hey! Stop that!" She clapped her hands to her tits, but beyond that she didn't know what to do. I glanced down. "Nice panties." She glance down herself and finally noticed the way they had rode up. She shrieked as she realized that I had a bit of her pussy on film as well. Her hands shot down to cover that, leaving her gorgeous boobs exposed again. It was wonderful. I could have just stared at that helpless wonder for a while, but I knew I had to get away while I could. The last thing I needed was trouble from anyone who might try to take the camera from me. As always, I escaped. I still had to get to the next place though. I walked a while, hoping to get some more opportunities to use the camera. It was a good idea since I happened to spot a couple great bodies. The first of those bodies belonged to a lovely blonde woman. She had the kind of hair that always looks kind of messy, but always looks good. She was really, really pretty in her light and breezy dress. I had used the accident feature before to have a breeze peel clothes off a woman, and that's what I thought of, but then I spotted a bike messenger wheeling around a corner real fast. I figured, that would be about perfect. I had to be fast. I typed it in, pointed the camera and pressed the button. Instantly, the camera had it all in frame and focus better than I ever could alone. The pretty lady stepped just a bit close to the curb. The bike raced right along her. Her dress caught on his handlebar, and just like that it was gone. With this great, sudden ripping sound, this marvelous girl was reduced to her panties. She had had a bra on. I could see it clinging to the remains of her dress, but it had snagged on her dress so that it tore away as well. She staggered a moment with the motion of the rip, but then she was stock still, staring down at herself. I love it when they do that, when they can't believe what's happened. Then there was that predictably wonderful shriek as she threw her arms across her chest tightly. The guy on the bike had stopped. He was just as flabbergasted as she was. I don't even think he was able to enjoy the show he was so confused. Once the pretty blonde saw where her dress was, she trotted with quivering but angry steps to him. He was trying to get her dress free from his bike, but it was on there good. While he was trying to get it free, she was smacking him with one hand and cursing at him. A lot of people were watching with varying expressions. I was laughing out loud. I know that because when I watched it later, the camera had caught the sound of my own laughter. Also, when I watched it again, I saw that the camera had great multiple angles of her while she was covering with one hand. That was because one of her gorgeous, phenomenally firm, high flying mediums was partially bared. I kept on filming as the dress was eventually loosened from the bike and handed back. Once she had it, she clutched it possesively to her chest. It was then that her attention was drawn to the camera. She shrieked louder then than she had. I had to get away fast because that bicycle was about to chase me down. I couldn't outrun that of course, but around a corner, I ducked into a building. I waited just a little while before going out and heading out of the area. I was distracted by opportunity again. See, the building I had gone into was a clothes store, so I had a couple ideas that I didn't want to wait for. I had to go a ways before I felt comfortably far enough away from my last camera use. Then I picked a place that looked likely. I kind of meandered about inside like I was maybe shopping, but I was really watching the women's changing rooms. Once I saw a good looking woman go into one, I was fairly quick to get to it. You walked right into these little rooms from the store, and, like so many of them, the doors didn't go all the way to the floor. Why are they like that? Oh well, it gave me a good opportunity. I pressed the 8963 code in. That's the voyeur function. I crouched down next to the door, but I didn't look. In fact, I was looking all around in case someone might spot me filming. I wasn't exactly hidden. I was holding that video camera right under the door, trusting the camera to get the right angle. I'm glad I was sort of disguised in case there were security cameras on me. I was careful not to touch anything so that I'd leave no fingerprints. I felt like a real criminal. I guess I was technically, but I consider myself more of a pervert than a criminal. Anyway, the camera did its job. I couldn't watch what I had filmed until I got home. I'll tell you that the display was perfect. Like always, the camera had it in perfect frame, and somehow from a few different angles. This gorgeous chick, she didn't just strip to her underwear. She stripped all that off too. I guess since the camera can affect the women I film, it somehow inspired her to go all the way. So I got totally naked shots of her as she changed into four different outfits. It was big firm, low flying boobs, nice big round ass, perfect waist, great legs and thick bush that was blonde, but a bit darker than her hair. I wish I could have been there to see her reaction when she saw the copy I sent to her afterwards. I mean, her little naked show just lasted and lasted. No one noticed me as I was filming even though I was pretty conspicuous. So I figured that I was at least somewhat sheltered when voyeuring. I knew I wanted more dressing room shots, and I wanted them right away. There weren't any more real lookers in that store though, so I went to another. As always I put some distance between myself and my last filming stop. All the same, I ended up in another women's clothing store that looked fairly busy. I had to be careful not to attract attention. After all, I wasn't there with a woman. I had to look like a bored boyfriend who was waiting. So I slowly milled around, but I was a bit disappointed since the changing rooms weren't out where I could reach them. There was a door marked with a big sign above it that said Ladies Dressing Rooms. I couldn't exactly walk in there, could I? Then it hit me. Maybe I could. I was starting to really have a lot of faith in the camera's abilities. I had a little note in my pocket with numbers for certain functions I hadn't tried yet. This would be a good place to experiment with the 7722 function. The manual called it the special access function. It was supposed to be murder on the battery, so I took a moment to put in the extra one I brought. Once I was ready, I got close to the door to the changing rooms. You have to be close to the area you want when you do it. Then I tapped in the combination and the light turned to that blue color. I pressed it, then went about filming in the way the manual had described as being the most effective. I got the door in focus and then panned up to the sign Ladies Dressing Rooms. I took a couple deep breaths and walked right in there like I belonged. No one stopped me, but I'm not sure anyone saw me go in. I had seen some nice looking women go in before me, so I opened one of the doors. Supposedly even a lock won't stop you when the special access feature is used, and that must have worked. I swung that door open right as this really luscious, fit and perfect titted sandy blonde was pulling on a pair of blue jeans. She didn't even scream. She did react though. "Hey! Get the hell out here!" She was mad, but I guess my camera kept her from reacting the way she should, just like the chase feature does. She didn't even cover her tits, which were right out there for my camera. I just blatantly filmed her for a few moments while she fumed. I wasn't brave enough for more than that right off. I stepped back and even shut the door for her. I kept the camera going, but I looked around just in case I was going to have to run again. It looked okay though just like the manual said. So I chanced it and went to the next occupied dressing room. Just like before, I could walk right in. This chick was hot. She was slender all around. She had dark hair and an adorable face. I could only see the lower half of her body bared, because she was trying on panties. I timed it perfectly too. She was standing there, bush bare bottomless. It was dark and trimmed close to her. It was a great shape, very narrow at the bottom, but it flared out about halfway up, making a sort of wing like shape. But enough about her bush. What about her reaction? She didn't even say anything. Like I was just a pest, she shook her head with this annoyed expression and kept on like I wasn't there. That's what the special access does. She kept on trying on panties. I watched her pull on one pair, never turning away. Once she had gotten a look at herself in them, she slipped them back off, sparing only one more irritated glance at me. What a gorgeous ass! It should have been too big for her body type, but somehow that one bit of voluptuousness really worked on her. Another pair of panties went up. She looked herself over. Then they came back down. I got on one knee for a close up of her bush. I told her, "Hold still just a moment." I couldn't believe it! She did!!!! Only for a moment, and she called me a creep, but she did it. As I just kept blatantly filming this woman, I experimented. "Bend over a bit." Her response to that was, "Fuck off." So I couldn't just get girls to do as they were told. That actually suited me fine. He anger at being filmed without being able to stop it just enhanced the whole thing. Once she tried on the last pair, I told her, "I really like those. You look great." She cussed me out a bit more. I guess flattery wasn't going to work on her in that circumstance. She put her own panties back on as she snarled, "Show's over, asshole." I kept filming anyway even after she was fully dressed. I followed that blue jean butt as she was walking away. That was going to be all I was going to do there, but just in time this wonderful woman walked in. She was stacked, and I mean stacked. She didn't even seem to have noticed me as she walked past. Of course I turned the camera toward her and saw which room she went into. I followed, filming that door the whole way. Then when I opened it, she was startled. She was just in the process of removing her shirt. I couldn't see her tits because of her bra and it was a boring one anyway. Still, her figure was fabulous and the moment was perfect. She locked eyes with my camera and asked, "What are you doing?" "I'm going to film you while you change." Talk about empowerment. Hearing that line later on as I watched would always give me a thrill, especially since it didn't stop her. She asked with this tiny voice, "Can you go away please?" Of course I didn't. I just kept filming as she undressed. Her skirt dropped. Then she went to unclasp her bra. I don't know why. She wouldn't have to for anything she was trying on, but I guess the camera wouldn't let her stay dressed. Right when they were out in the open, I complimented her, "Great jugs, lady." I tried to sound as sleazy as possible just to embarrass her that much more. Those tits were fabulous too. They were big, big things. Not the biggest I'd ever seen or even filmed, but they were bigger than you'd see every day. They had this way of moving that was hypnotic. Then she had on a top. She turned as she put on another skirt. Her panties were as boring as her plain bra had been, but they curved with her butt in a nice way. Of course I had to comment again. "You got a great ass." She shot me a wonderful expression over her shoulder. It wasn't spiteful. It was more like her feelings were hurt. I kept it up as she doffed those new clothes. She picked up another top, but I told her, "Hold on. Let me get a close up of those big knockers of yours." She stood there grimacing as I got my close up, but the moment I had it, she slipped on her top real fast. My heart was racing so fast I was afraid I'd pass out. After she was slipping out of that second outfit, I realized that the dress she was about to try on was the last thing she had. I really hoped she was susceptible to direction. "Slip those panties off this time. I want to see your pussy." She finally got real mad. "Go to hell you bastard!" Okay, so the camera was limited. I still had a good long topless sequence of this gorgeous woman. I filmed her until she had her own clothes back on. After that I walked out. Once I clicked the button off, I was moving fast, just in case. No one followed me though. Oh man was I in a good mood. I couldn't wait to watch my new videos again and again and again. I had one more to try before I could get home though. I took the time to go straight to a certain address I had memorized. The girl that I had filmed naked in the lobby at the start of the day, she wasn't the only girl I wanted to revisit. I think that may have been the real reason that names and addresses were stored on the camera. I mean, it wouldn't have been fair to film just a great panty shot or a bit of booby so brief you could barely see it. With this woman I wasn't going to use the chase function like I had before. Inspired by my dressing room adventures, I decided to use the voyeur function. She was someone I had filmed, not on the first day I used the camera, but on the next. I had filmed her in a restaurant while her dress tore. She was one hell of a woman, but the only naughty bit I had was one booby, and not even a real good shot of that. It was just too fast. Well this time I was determined to get a good look at her. It was a wait, so I won't bore you with that. She wasn't home. I know that because I rang her door bell and ran off like a kid. So I had to carefully find a spot where I could watch her house. If I were capable of it, I would have felt ashamed at hiding in her neighbor's bushes. Anyway, when I saw her arrive, I was thrilled. She walked with that tired stride women get when they can't wait to get their shoes off. Before she was even in her house I had the camera on and turned to the 8693 voyeur function. I glanced around, then hustled over to her house. I was lucky enough that no one saw me. I know the camera is partly responsible for that. I've read that section of the manual since then so now I can tell you that the camera is not infallible at hiding you when you voyeur a girl. I mean, you can't just blatantly stand outside a window in full view of the world. You still have to be sneaky about it. The button on the camera started orange instead of red. It was pretty fast that I found the window I needed to be at. I was concealed from the view of her street, but I might get noticed by the house on that side. I was nervous, but I had to get some footage of her. Of course she never even glanced at the window. She sat on her couch and turned on her TV. Right away she was slipping off her shoes and rubbing the soles of her feet. That was hot, probably because she was enjoying it so much. After she did that a couple of minutes, I guess she felt like getting more comfortable. I know the camera was influencing her, but she still seemed just so natural and casual as she started doffing her clothes. She dropped her skirt first. Damn did she have some legs! She stretched and rolled her neck. Then she started unbuttoning her blouse. At that point I decided to start whispering some narration. "Oh yeah, baby. Get that off. Oh don't stop. Keep going. That's a good girl. Yeah, yeah, you look good in your underwear, but how about getting that bra off? I know those would feel better if they were unleashed. Oh my god. Oh wow do you have some nice tits. I bet you're proud of those. Yeah give 'em a bit of a rub. I couldn't keep my hands off of those if they were mine. Oh, panties now? Go ahead. Mm! Oh, oh, oh! God, you're bush is perfect! Now doesn't it feel better being naked? Hell, I bet you'd still feel that way if you knew I was watching." That last line? I was completely wrong. Her damn neighbor did spot me! Instead of calling the police right off (which I'm grateful for) she called this naked lady to let her know some creep was outside her house. See, I saw this knockout pick up the phone and talk. Her smile vanished real fast before she looked right at me. She shrieked and covered her tits with one hand over one boob and the phone against the other. I caught that on film, and it was great! I also got just a second or two of random motion as I started running. I even managed to get my own voice saying, "You're going to love this when I mail you a copy." I really hope she watched it all the way through to hear that.