You were feeling flustered, looking around the temple room for any sign of your clothing or at least something to cover your modesty. Yet, there was nothing! You hugged yourself awkwardly, occasionally covering your loins to hide them from the exposure. You were alone so in theory the nudity wouldn't matter, but the disappearance of your clothing after you 'intimate' session and your naked form exposed to the world unnerved you.
You took a step outside the temple still covering yourself best as you could, although with a small but growing comfort to the sensation of nudity, and surveyed the horizon. You could hear the sounds of animals outside, could feel the wind brush up against your flesh and feel the setting sun across your chest. It was a strange, peaceful and even beautiful moment. You realized that it would soon be dark, so with a sigh you stepped back into the temple away from the elements.
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It was night, and despite your nudity, you felt oddly warm. You sat with your back against a marble pillar, a part of you finding your indecency 'rude' in what seemed to be a sacred place. Still, you had to make the best with what you had. This entire situation had your mind spinning, with most of your mind focusing on how this all connected to the disappearances known to the area.
There was also a persistent urge underlining your mind, that how you were alone, naked and quite free to explore yourself. Quite often the feeling of your dick resting against your bare thigh, or it catching a cool breeze or it brushing up against the tiled floor whenever you tired to lay down and rest.
Alone in the night, you continued to think until suddenly...
A sensation struck you...