Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. The Breeze hadn't dissipated the way most others of his kind do. He flowed along, becoming a soft breath of wind, less than a gust, but he still wandered. He wandered until he noticed something that lifted his spirits. She was a tall blonde with great legs. The Breeze could feel a slight bit of strength return just from the thought of what he was about to do. He had to start small, but a start is a start. He flowed over right underneath her and flew upwards to blow her skirt up, giving a great panty shot to a group of nearby teenagers. With just that one act he was a Breeze again. He flowed along happily, searching for another girl and he was rewarded with not one, but two. One had reddish brown hair and a body with killer curves. The other was more slender but no less attractive with short blonde hair and a sweet laugh at a joke from her friend. That laugh attracted glances from several males around and the moment was perfect. The Breeze flowed up from under them and their skirts flew. The blonde was wearing a thong and had a very nice, very firm little ass. The brunette grabbed all the attention from anyone ahead of them though. There was nothing under her skirt. From behind, her beautiful butt showed and in front was a nice, thick brown bush. The view was momentary but it still attracted applause. Both women blushed and moved along quickly to be away from their smiling admirers. The Breeze began to feel empowered again. He wondered if he was strong enough yet to tear away a woman's skirt. The opportunity to find out came quickly enough. She was in her mid thirties, appearing very proper and respectable. And hot. Her blonde hair was tied up in an impeccable coif and her glasses lent her a somewhat businesslike air. What kind of business was under her skirt though? The Breeze gathered his strength, made his way beneath her and suddenly burst upwards in a powerful gust. The lady's skirt became reversed, her surprisingly sexy panties revealed to the world. The Breeze kept it up as she struggled to force her skirt back down. He could hear the soft rips of fabric at her waist, but he didn't have enough power to remove the skirt, so he gave it up for now. She was almost panting from that little battle as she looked around at the grinning witnesses. Her slightly disheveled hair and soft blush were quite becoming. The fast clicks of her heels as she made her getaway were like music to the Breeze. The next girl was younger, maybe twenty two. She had a carefree look with her tee shirt and blue jeans. The Breeze was desperate to see the big tits beneath that tight shirt but he didn't see how to make it happen yet. The shirt was tucked in real well and there was no way he could remove those jeans. He doubted that he was strong enough yet to burst her shirt apart either, so he needed another way. Good fortune and good timing are inherent to natural forces though, and a solution presented itself. At the corner, in the direction she was walking, was a man spraying the sidewalk with a hose. The Breeze acquired a piece of loose newspaper and started carrying it in a little cyclone faster and faster, just waiting for the right opportunity. At the perfect moment, he thrust it over the man's face who, predictably, reacted with a moment of surprise that took his water hose from its intended target. The water hit the young lady full on the chest. "OH! I'm so sorry!," he said, pulling the paper from his face. "Jerk!" was her reply as she kept on walking, unaware that her soaked top had lost its ability to protect her nipples from the eyes of onlookers. What's more, the water had been cold, so those nips stood sharply at attention, drawing gapes and smiles from men all around. One or two even slyly took some cell phone pics. The Breeze was particularly proud of this piece of work, but he couldn't deny himself the pleasure of her reaction when she discovered her semi-bare state. So he flew around and provided a gentle wind to her upper body that, coupled with the water, chilled her enough to make her look down. "EEP!" She clutched her wet breasts and stared around shocked at all the smiling males, suddenly understanding. "You pricks!" Now the cell phone cameras were overtly clicking away. She rushed on, smirking and glaring at the cheers and whistles. Ah ha! Another skirt! A lovely, dark haired twenty something in a miniskirt strode along confidently until the Breeze blasted up from beneath her. Again the skirt was turned inside out as she fought it. She was wearing a thong and a good long look at her bare ass was granted to a handful of happy young boys until she finally tugged it down. "Yay!" "All right!" "Nice butt!" She turned and stared at them a moment undecided as to what reaction their outburst provoked. Embarrassment overrode all other emotion and she rushed away. The Breeze was pleased. Both with his efforts on behalf the youngsters and also because he had become noticeably stronger. The skirt may have stayed on, but not entirely intact. The seams had torn easier than on the last one. It wouldn't be long now. Anyone that the Breeze passed might have heard a soft bit of humming as he sang to himself contentedly. Badly, but contentedly. He became silent abruptly when he spotted a wonderful young woman ahead. She was beautiful, very fit and also a bit on the voluptuous side. So well proportioned that he felt he had to satisfy his curiosity. But he didn't make it in time. She walked into a clothing store before he could reach her. The Breeze flew around the building, not wanting to give up, then he spotted the air conditioner. It took a little bit of effort, but he was able to flow through it inside the building. He condensed himself so that he could move around inside and he stayed up above the clothing racks and the customers. He spotted her quickly and almost pounced then and there, but he thought better of it. She had a handful of items to try on, even some underwear. So the breeze waited, stalking her patiently. The dressing rooms were exactly what he wanted, curtains rather than doors. He breezed his way in and out of her changing room, watching for the perfect moment. She was exactly what he wanted, muscular legs and back and belly but not overdeveloped. She wasn't the thin type though. Despite being fit she had some fat on her, but only where she needed it. Her tan lined butt was delectable and her breasts, also tan lined, were pretty big. After a few moments, it was time. The waiting and anticipation had served to strengthen the Breeze rather than weaken him, and he was able to tear the curtain right off the changing room, exposing her, stark naked, to the whole store. She screamed, panicked and covered, but she couldn't figure out what to cover, so her hands moved from one body part to another, leaving everything exposed from one moment to the next. Before she gathered her wits, the Breeze had blown all of the clothing out of the changing room, so she had nothing to cover with. She ran to the next one and pulled the curtain closed. The Breeze waited just long enough for the better part of her panic to subside. A lot of people were still watching in amazement. Then the second curtain was torn away as well! "AAAaaaAAAAHHH!" She screamed very prettily in her spectacular nudity. She rushed to the next changing room as the Breeze prepared himself. This would be a real treat. This one wasn't unoccupied. There was another lovely young lady inside it, slender and blonde and a bit confused at the intrusion. The Breeze wasted no time, he burst the third curtain away, exposing them both, one totally naked, the other in nothing but a bright yellow thong. More screams of panic ensued, especially as the clothes that they reached for were blown away. They both rushed to the nearby clothes racks and grabbed some articles that they clutched over their naked bodies. The big titted tan line girl had a sweater clutched over her chest and another in front of her pussy. The slender blonde had only one item that she used to cover her wonderful little breasts. The Breeze, strengthened phenomenally by these pranks, swooped onto the blonde and quickly wrapped himself around her thong. It tore away and flew out of her reach. Shrieking, the poor girl moved the cloth down from her chest to cover her shaved pussy. The wide eyed onlookers marveled at her shapely breasts with their pretty pink nipples. The Breeze wouldn't let it end yet. He tore the clothes out of their hands and carried those off as the helplessly naked girls were stared at by several strangers. The store manager, an exceptionally attractive and dignified forty two year old, pushed past the gawking men and demanded of no one in particular, "What's going on here?" The Breeze, feeling his full strength returned, took advantage of it by flowing into and around the woman's clothes. She was momentarily distracted by the odd sensation, but she asked her disrobed customers, "Are you all right? Do you need help?" Her concern turned to panic though when her clothes burst off of her leaving only a pair of black panties, a garter belt and stockings. She screamed and covered, more quickly than the other girls had. The Breeze admired his work and flowed away, leaving the three women exposed in the middle of the store. Outside, the Breeze celebrated by flowing in loops and figure eights, confident now that his full power was returned. He had to use it as soon as possible. He found a wonderful, dark haired thirty six year old woman walking her dog. The little animal was obviously pure bred, obviously expensive and obviously just a puppy. It struggled against its leash to get away and explore. The breeze flew into the woman's clothing and got his strength ready. Then, in a single burst, he tore every last stitch of clothing off of the woman all at once. Gasps and pronouncements of shock and appreciation sounded all around. The lovely lady, stunned, looked down at her naked breasts and then shrieked. She threw one arm across her classy boobies and one hand over her perfectly equilateral triangle of dark bush. Her little dog didn't seem to notice that anything was different. It just pulled at its leash again, which happened to be in the hand that covered her beaver. Her hand was tugged away, giving everyone a second look until she could pull it back. She started walking quickly, looking for some cover and every step or two, the dog would pull her hand away from her privates, forcing a flash. Whistles and cheers followed her beautiful butt down the street. That had been fun, but the Breeze wanted to take a bit more time with the next girl. He determined to strip her bit by bit rather than all at once. There we have one, a nice looking young woman in blue jeans and a sleeveless shirt. The last time that the breeze encountered blue jeans he knew he wasn't strong enough for them. He was determined this time to make up for that. The breeze flowed into her pants from her waist to her ankles, taking special care to wrap around the seams. The girl didn't mind that at all. In fact on this rather warm day, the sudden though unexpected coolness was more than welcome. Of course she had no idea what would come next. With a powerful effort, the breeze burst her jeans apart and a pair of wonderful legs came into view along with a pert little butt exposed by her thong. Her beautiful blue eyes widened as her hands tried to cover her pretty posterior. Even a little butt like hers was too big to be completely covered by her hands though. A few whistles made her turn in place to stare at the men behind her, but then everyone on her other side got a good look too. It wasn't enough for the Breeze of course. He deftly caught her thong in his flow and tore it away all at once. The girl gasped as she looked down at her own little patch of light brown bush. Then she put one hand in front to cover. Stripped bottomless, she started a high pitched panic scream as she started to rush along, looking for shelter. She only got a few steps away before the Breeze tore away her shirt and the bra underneath in one burst. Then she was running naked, her little boobies bouncing with every step. The next lovely lady he found was a very attractive blonde with large breasts. She was in the middle of a conversation with two friends, both men. The Breeze knew right where to begin. He slid carefully into her blouse, and waited until she was in midsentence to burst outward. Every button of her top shot off as it burst wide open. Her bra also tore right in the middle and parted. It was a beautiful instant of satisfaction to the men who couldn't help but gawk at her wonderful boobs. She shrieked and pulled her top together, holding it with one hand. "What happened?" Before she could get an answer, the Breeze popped her pants open and forced them down her amazing legs. As she stooped to pull them up, the Breeze managed to knock her top open a bit, giving a good glimpse of one titty to her friends and a few other staring men behind them. She got her pants back up and while she was still holding them with one hand, the Breeze tore her top and bra away entirely, timing it just perfectly so that both breasts would be uncovered again. As she squealed, she clapped her hands onto her tits, so her pants fell back down. By now there was raucous laughter that made her blush deeply as she stared around at all the spectators. To complete her indignity, the Breeze blew her panties away, revealing a wonderful, dark triangle of bush. At this, she yanked her pants back up and began to run away, big boobies bouncing in plain view of anyone lucky enough to be there. If the Breeze had had a face, it would have worn the widest of smiles. His fun was far from over though. Outside a grocery store he spotted a well built thirty something blonde with a bag in each arm. The Breeze chose a moment to strike when he could see several men sneaking a peek at her legs. He made his way under that skirt and forced her panties down to her ankles. This made her stop walking of course and in the next heartbeat, her skirt was flying upward. Her beautiful ass was on display on one side and on the other everyone could see that she wasn't a natural blonde. With her arms full, she couldn't immediately force her skirt back down. It just kept flowing upward like Marilyn Monroe's. Her dark bush was trimmed short in a very narrow triangle that attracted stares and hollers and cheers. People all around were laughing at her predicament. It only took a few seconds (seconds that would be burned into the imaginations of many) before she dropped her grocery bags and pushed her skirt down in front. The Breeze let her skirt fall finally as she started cursing and berating the onlookers. She bent over to pull her panties up, and that was the exact moment that the Breeze flipped the back of her skirt up to give everyone behind her a great bend over view. Once her panties were up and she was standing, she collected her bags and moved along quickly. She only made it a few steps before the Breeze force her panties back down though. This time she was better prepared and she dropped the bags immediately and forced her skirt down in back and in front. It wasn't enough though. The Breeze carried this further by bursting her dress and carrying it up and off of her completely. Her stunned expression was priceless. She was standing in full public view while dressed in only her bra and a pair of panties that were around her ankles. She put one hand in front of her bush and tugged as well as she could to get her panties back up. While she was doing that, the Breeze wrapped around her bra straps. The moment her panties were back up, her bra deserted her. She covered her tits so fast that no one got a good look, but her panties then followed her bra, flying off completely this time. She covered above and below as well as she could and ran to her car, leaving behind her grocery bags. Once she got to her car she was mortified to realize that she couldn't get in. Her keys were in the purse that she had dropped next to her abandoned groceries. Everyone was staring and laughing and cheering and pointing. She rushed back to get her keys but the Breeze beat her to it and he carried her purse away, leaving her helplessly naked. Soon after, he found a pretty twenty two year old that he just had to see more of. She was already drawing open stares from men around her with her perfect figure in jean shorts and a tiny top. The Breeze couldn't decide what to remove first, the shorts or the top. So he weaved his way around both. He tore the top away suddenly exposing her firm, tan lined tits. At the same time, her shorts bursts downward to her ankles revealing a tiny g string. She screamed as she covered her tits but her lovely butt was left exposed for everyone around. The Breeze wanted to finish the job of course but here was a chance for creativity. Instead of just tearing her tiny little undergarment away, he wrapped around it and pulled it one way and another, giving quick glimpses of the tiny patch of dark bush underneath. She couldn't run either. With her jean shorts around her ankles she could only shuffle along as everyone stared at the impossible embarrassment. Her g string was pulled to one side, then the other several times before the Breeze pulled it upward so that it wedgied itself into her pussy, exposing her nice, tight, shaved lips. A few cameras clicked and she panicked, uncertain what to do for a moment. Then she covered her tits carefully with one arm so that the other hand was able to pull her underwear free. She even took her own shorts off so that she could run instead of shuffle down the sidewalk. She ran along, almost entirely exposed to everyone around. Shortly after that, he found a pair of lovely young women waiting to cross a street. One had curly blonde hair and a slender body with surprisingly ample breasts. The other was a short with long, light brown hair and big boobs. The Breeze wanted to see their tits first, so he weaved his way around the buttons of their blouses and the center of each bra. Then he burst outward, popping their tops open and revealing two pairs of wonderful jugs. The girls shrieked and covered, staring at each other with wide open mouths. Then the Breeze tore down their pants and panties. The brunette had wonderfully well trimmed bush. The blonde was completely shaved. Butts and beavers on display, the girls shrieked again then they both quickly pulled their panties up. The Breeze's next trick took great timing and strength. Just as they were pulling the backs of their panties up where they belonged, he swiftly pulled their bras and blouses down their arms to their wrists. Before they could react, he formed a pair of miniature cyclones there that twisted the clothes around their arms, tying them in place behind their backs, leaving their beautiful boobs exposed for everyone. The Breeze blew the panties back down just past their knees to make sure that everything was available to public view. The girls were left there, bare and tied, not even able to do more than hobble away with their pants around their ankles. The Breeze made his way to a public park where he wandered in search of another nice body. He found a jogging path and followed it until he caught up with a very nice, very, very, fit jogger. She had sandy blonde hair, shining blue eyes and an intense, focused expression. Everything was firm. Her breasts bounced wonderfully. Her stomach was toned and muscular. Her legs were amazing and her ass was perfect. It was so perfect that the Breeze had to start there. He quickly flowed around her little shorts and was happy to find that there was nothing underneath. He shot them down around her knees and she almost fell over in mid stride. Once she had her balance back her focused expression became a shocked and embarrassed one as she slid her shorts back up. The moment she let them go, the Breeze pulled them back down, this time to her ankles. Other joggers stopped their running to ogle the bare lower body until she had her shorts back up again. Then, much to her horror and the onlooker's delight, her top burst apart and flew away. Her exceptional breasts were on display for only a moment before she had her hands on them. She looked around with delightfully worried eyes. Then, just as she was ready to run away from all the lustful stares and grins, the Breeze forced her shorts back down to ankles. She finally screamed, a short panicked little scream, as she moved one hand down to cover her bush. She crouched down and, with some difficulty, managed to get her shorts back where they belonged before running away again. The Breeze let her continue for quite a ways, running with her hands over her breasts. Then he tore the shorts away completely in mid stride and she let out another shrill little shout as she covered her pussy with one hand again. She ran along the path, followed by a crowd of exuberant male joggers, until she got to her car. It was unlocked, so she could get in it, but her keys were gone with her shorts, so she could only lock the door and huddle naked as men stared at her through the windows. The Breeze shortly found himself in a nice neighborhood with a big wide street and well tended yards. What attracted the Breeze was the postal carrier. She was a beautiful, smiling and sunny blonde. She was obviously the highlight of many a boy's day. A handful of boys stopped their play long enough to watch her stride from house to house. A teenager mowing his front yard had to feign a need for a break so that he could keep an eye on her better. They were all about to get the surprise of their young lives. The Breeze flitted his way up and into the lovely postwoman's shorts. He weaved his way around and through all of her clothing very carefully. He waited until just the perfect moment, when she stopped to wave at a few of the boys nearby. Just a moment after she made eye contact, her clothes burst off of her. The Breeze had torn away her bra as well, stripping her to her panties all at once. A lot of jaws dropped but then they were all smiling. All of them that is except for the postwoman herself! She shrieked and used her bag to cover her breasts. Timing was everything of course. Another half a moment and she would have been running, but the Breeze tore away her panties exposing her bush to the lawn mowing kid and her butt to the rest. Screaming a bit less shrilly but more loudly, she dropped her bag in front of her bush and threw an arm around her chest to cover her nipples. There she was, left in nothing but her shoes, mail bag and her hat (leaving the hat on in his wind had been hard, but for this lasting image, it was well worth it). The glimpses that had been given were not enough though. The Breeze knocked her mail bag from her grasp and blew it down, but the strap was still around her so when it reached her lower legs, it stopped her from running. Again her bush was on display, but only for a moment before her hand covered her. She stepped out of her bag and started running back the way she had come leaving behind a group of very satisfied youngsters. Not far away was a public pool. There were several attractive girls there so the Breeze had difficulty making up his mind which one to strip. Then he decided, why decide? He counted six young women in two piece swimsuits. There wasn't going to be much to ripping off what they were wearing. He swooped down and in quick order tore the top of a busty blonde who gaped around at all the staring eyes a moment before she covered, then a pretty, slim brunette who shrieked and threw her arms across her chest. Next it was a very curvy dark haired woman who squawked loudly when her top flew off. Next the bikini top flew off of a eighteen year old blonde. She was panicked but almost silent as she cupped her breasts. The last two girls, a blonde and a redhead, had their tops torn away simultaneously. All of this had happened in less than five seconds. The Breeze swooped back around for another pass. The first girl he had de-topped, the busty blonde, was closest to the ladies' changing room so he stripped her before she could make it. Her bottoms were suddenly blown down to her ankles, revealing her dark bush to the crowd. The next two were the young blonde and the slim brunette. They were both dashing for cover but they didn't make it before their bottoms were swept down. The redhead and the blonde that he had stripped together were having to make their way through the crowd as the Breeze swept both of their bottoms down together. The two girls screamed as their young pussies were exposed to all the excited males. The only one left was the dark haired woman who had backed away from the crowd rather than try to make her way through it or around it. She stood there giving the Breeze plenty of time to wrap around her bottoms and tear them away completely. Stripped naked, she gawked at the crowd that gawked at her. She covered as well as she could and finally started running to sanctuary. The Breeze had caused total pandemonium at a public pool. He could still hear the noise of the crowd from quite a distance away. Perhaps it was the fun he had at the pool, but he was drawn to water again. A large fountain. Seeing the people walking along and sitting on benches, the Breeze searched for another likely target. And there she was. A very pretty twenty eight year old. Long brown hair, a slim build but with all the necessary curves, great legs and, luckily enough, a white dress. Seeing the white and the water, the Breeze thought of his earlier wet t-shirt incident and decided to try again. He circled the fountain for a while waiting for the right opportunity until she walked right along the edge. Then he burst at her hard enough to bowl her over, right into the water. The sudden freak wind took everyone off guard, most of all the young lady. She dragged herself out of the water, cursing her bad luck very loudly and not yet realizing that everyone could see the yellow panties under her dress. Everyone could also see her lack of a bra. The dress had absorbed enough water that it was almost completely see through. It took a little bit of whispering and pointing from certain less than subtle people around before she looked down to discover the state of her now inadequate clothing. With wide eyes, she covered her breasts as people started chuckling openly. A few pictures were taken as well. The dress was plastered to her skin, so the breeze would have a hard time lifting it off. Instead he just breezed around her, making a very careful circuit of soft wind at every seam. The breeze, combined with the chill of the water, made her shiver just a little bit as she stormed along the path, away from her unwanted admirers. Once he was in place around her, he carefully snapped every thread that held the dress together. Instead of flying off, it was as though it were just falling off. She managed to clutch the front of it to herself, but the rest was on the ground around her. Now, thoroughly confused and nearly nude, she wasn't certain what to do. She looked around helplessly at everyone who was as confused as she was, though much happier than she was about it. The Breeze found it easy now to blow away the remaining fabric of the dress. She shrieked as she was left standing in her wet panties in public. She was about to start running but the Breeze, true to form, blew her panties down her legs. Her shaved pussy was so wonderfully pretty that several men who had kept their distance had to get closer for a better look. She squatted down to cover as well as she could while she got a hold of her panties. The Breeze got his hold just as she did though and the panties snapped and started to blow away. The breeze pulled just hard enough that one of her hands maintained a grip on what was now a rag and trying to pull it back to herself. She stood and was completely exposed to eyes and cameras all around. The moment that occurred to her, she let the panties go and covered again, screaming. She raced along the path, naked, angry and embarrassed. The Breeze continued carrying along the purloined panties for several blocks just as a tribute to her loveliness. The Breeze was lucky enough after that to find not one, not two, but three very nice pairs of young legs waiting for the bus. The girls were young and pretty in their skirts. It was a fantastic trio, a blonde, a brunette and a redhead. The Breeze decided to taunt them a little before putting on a real show. He flew along and raised each skirt just slightly, not enough to bother the girls, but enough to attract the attention of the men behind them. Then the Breeze gave a very quick gust of air to the brunette's skirt, giving a quick peek of her panties from behind. She brushed the skirt down even though it had already fallen. The blonde next to her had turned to the side which was a great view when the breeze threw her skirt up. She didn't quite gasp at the exposure of her thong. The redhead followed, giving a great panty shot when her skirt lifted. The girls were a little disconcerted at the triple wind gust, but not enough to worry. So the Breeze worried them. He blasted all three skirts up and maintained that, giving a real good look at their panties, and in the case of the blonde, her ass. When the skirts fell back down, the girls were embarrassed, looking around nervously at all the eyes staring at the hems of their skirts, hoping for more. Without thinking, all three of them had turned toward the men watching. A better opportunity couldn't arise. The Breeze, showing remarkable deftness even for a force of nature, managed to burst upwards, holding all three skirts tight against their young bodies, so that they could only push them down slowly. At the same time, he tore away all three pairs of panties. The triple scream that accompanied the triple beaver shot was marvelous. The brunette had only a little bit of bush above smooth, voluptuous lips. The blonde was shaved completely with a pretty little pussy. The redhead was a real redhead, her carefully groomed triangle of red bush proved it. Having trouble fighting the Breeze to get their skirts down, the girls turned away from the spectators which gave everyone a nice long look at their bare butts. The Breeze was about to do more, but he could hear the approach of the bus, so he left the girls alone. They were startled and embarrassed to the point of not knowing what to do, so seeing the bus coming, they waited silently, overhearing several approving whispers from the men behind them. The girls got on the bus and made their way to the back, away from their gratified admirers. The Breeze wasn't through with them yet. He was able to follow the bus easily. The girls were on it for a good long while. Long enough to overcome the better part of their anxiety at the bizarre nudity incident. When they got off the bus, on a crowded street, they were determined to enjoy their outing, talking about whatever they thought of to forget the windy skirt incident. The Breeze waited just long enough for the bus doors to close. Then he swooped down and with three quick rips, collected their skirts. If the scream from before had been shrill, this one was absolutely piercing. They had just been stripped bottomless on a busy sidewalk! People all around pointed and gasped and laughed and shouted. A few cameras clicked. Covering their fronts with their hands, they ran into the nearest building, to find the ladies room. The man at the counter pointed the way as slowly as he could manage. Ah! Tragically all good things must come to an end and the Breeze could feel his time of power waning again. He knew that he had time enough for just one more prank, so he set about searching for the best set up he could find. As always, he was drawn by instinct to something wonderful. She was maybe thirty one. She had dark hair, perfectly tended. She had an enchanting, though somewhat serious face. Her figure wasn't obvious in her expensive and professional looking clothes unless you really looked, but if you did, it was more than impressive. She was beautiful. She was built. She was dignified. She was a television reporter. Delivering a live report. The camera was framed to see her from the knees up, holding her microphone, explaining whatever important event was taking place in the building behind her. This was no time for subtlety. The Breeze wrapped himself throughout her clothing, making her stumble over a word at the sudden coolness. He had to be careful, so he planned out this burst in detail. He would burst her skirt and her panties both down her legs, just to her knees, to keep her from running and of course to bare her bush to the audience at home. At the same time, he would tear her blouse and her bra open while forcing them down her shoulders. He had tied a pair of women's arms earlier in the day, so he could do it again. He just had to pick a moment when she was positioned perfectly. The moment came as she looked to the side and dropped her microphone hand down. Then her clothes tore open, revealing her body, full frontal naked, on TV to thousands of people. Her thick, black bush was framed by a now tattered black garter belt. Her perfectly proportioned tits were bared as all the clothes from her upper body were torn down her arms all at once. Then there was a small whirlwind that wrapped those garments around her arms, pulling them behind her back. She gasped a few times, then shrieked with phenomonal volume. "Stop filming! Stop filming!" They didn't. The camera stayed on her. She tried to get away, but could only hobble, giving them plenty of footage of her gorgeous body. Just how much of that made it on TV before the feed was stopped the Breeze could never know, but it had happened too fast to keep the audience from getting a good look. And it was recorded! People would see the Breeze's handiwork again and again for certain. With his time ending, he breezed his way out of town, sleepy and happy. He was content though. Not only had he accomplished so much, he was certain now that he could return again. The dreams he would have of all the bodies he had bared would keep his spirit going.