(Try to) take the dress off.

Mackenzie kept looking at her dress. They way it clung to her nearly resembled a one piece swimsuit. She could never remember being able to see this much detail through it when it was wet though. The red head could see more than just the shapes of her breasts. The exact spot where her areolas began stood out, along with the bright pink tips straining the fabric. Below her hips, she could easily see her landing strip through the fabric. Was this dress covering anything? Would it even be better than going naked?

Her pussy quivered as the word naked ran through her head, prompting her to squeeze her thighs closer together. She was alone back here, sneaking around might be more fun. Plus her dress needed to dry anyway. How often would her common sense and her hormones agree? With one final look around the garden, the beautiful redhead ensured she was alone and reached for the hemline of her dress.

Her cheeks held crimson as she started lifting up the dress. Eyebrows lifted themselves up at an odd sensation. The front half of her dress came up as expected, but the seam that divided it and the back half wasn't so strong. It tore. "Hmm?" Mackenzie twisted herself to look near her hip, seeing a "V" shape. With another tiny tug, the V grew larger. Her dress was falling apart like wet paper.

"Wh-what the... how?" Mackenzie gasped. She wanted to be naked, but she didn't want to completely lose the dress! She tried to push the dress back into itself, but instead the piece she was holding fell off in her hands. It shrunk and practically crumbled in her hand. Her heart rate accelerated. The sundress was melting! "No way!" Mackenzie gasped. More and more sections of fabric started falling from her dress, exposing more hip and her stomach. With her only cover falling apart, Mackenzie ran to a nearby tree.

Each step of her hasty action came with a cost. Halfway to the tree, one nipple cut its way to freedom, and the other did within seconds later. The holes they made in the dress grew with each step she took. More pieces fell from the hemline. A piece of the dress slipped off her backside with a tiny "splat," in the grass. Finally, both shoulder straps gave way, letting what was left of the dress unfurl like a flag, before crumbling like soaked paper.

"N-no way! No way!" Mackenzie gasped. She was naked now. That dress was the only piece of clothing she brought to the park! One arm wrapped around her chest, and a hand snuck between her legs. Her heart hammered in her chest, while her lips felt warm and moist. Did being trapped without her clothes turn her on more?