A doormat

In front of this house's backdoor was a medium sized doormat. Wanda quickly jogged over to it and picked it up. The doormat was able to cover her naughty bits, but only barely. All of her breasts above the nipples was visible and vagina was barely hidden.

"Red shoes, top hat, and a stiff strapless dress, ha, what more could a girl ask for," Wanda nervously joked to herself.

Alright I'm covered so what do I do now?

As Wanda contemplated her next move a low growling came from behind her. The bodacious red head slowly turned around and saw an angry Rottweiler staring at her. The dog was showing its many sharp teeth as drool oozed down it's jaw. Wanda nervously smiled at the canine and started slowly backing up.

"Hey doggy. D-don't worry about me, I was just leaving a-and I'm going to return your mat. I just need to borrow it for a little w-"

BARK BARK BARK

On that note, Wanda quickly turned around and started frantically running away.