The masked exhibitionist's new wig!

The masked exhibitionist, in her mild mannered, everyday self, was walking home when she overheard a conversation between two young men.

"Y'know, there's some lady with short dark hair flashing people on trains!"

"Damn, really?"

"Yeah, some guy told me about it, said his friend saw her flashing a guy on in the train while he was on the opposite train!"

"So you heard from a guy who heard from another guy that she flashed a guy, and he managed to see them while both trains are speeding in opposite directions? Sounds like a load of bull."

"Well, when you put it like that..."

She walked away in a cold sweat as both men continued their conversation. She wasn't concerned that someone managed to spot her in the brief moment from a train in the opposite direction, nor was it the fact it seemed at least a small group of people had been told of her flashing escapade.

It was the fact that she had been identified in the hairstyle she wore her hair in daily. She had only worn a mask and a cap to obscure her identity, but hadn't bothered to wear her hair in a different manner. 

She headed home and hopped onto her phone, immediately looking to order a wig to further obscure her identity. Soon her wig arrived, a long flowy pink wig, contrasting her usual dark hair that barely reached past her ears. Immediately she was eager to show off her new hairdo, and of course her naked body. Happily, she found an art modelling job for a nearby college.

Donning her wig, she headed to the listed location and entered the classroom. The art professor briefed her on the job and instructed her to change into a bathrobe. 

As the students started taking her seats, she could hardly wait to throw the bathrobe off as she felt the burning gaze of the class on her. The art professor briefed the room on today's class, but the professor's words were nothing but white noise to her as she stripped the bathrobe off.

"Oh, you're very eager to model for us I see!" The professor chuckled and smiled at her. "Alright, just pose any way you want and they'll sketch you, I'll tell you when to switch poses."

She posed for the class, feeling the stare of every person in the room. She began blushing red and grinning uncontrollably under her black mask. She had exposed herself to individuals before, but this was the first time being naked in front of a group. She did her best to hide her excitement as she posed for the class. She noticed the professor had a sly grin on her face, almost as if the professor knew she was there for her own pleasure.

Before long the session had run out, same of the male students barely covering the tents they were pitching as they left the room. The masked exhibitionist grinning at the effect she had on the class. She got dressed and went left the classroom, her head still lightheaded from the rush of being seen naked by the class.

Back in the class the professor grinned as she watched the pink haired woman from the classroom window, a smirk began to form on her face.

"You'll be back..."