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Chapter 13 by anonenffan anonenffan

What does Mackenzie try?

Backpack top

[Originally by SpiralFelix]

Mackenzie picked up the backpack and looked it over. It could certainly provide some measure of cover for the nude girl. The trouble would be keeping it securely in place. It was designed to stay on her shoulders, but not for much else.

Putting her arms through the loops, Mackenzie tried positioning the bag over her breasts. The material felt rough on her nipples as she held it in place. Then she let go of it, allowing it to slide down a few inches before being halted by the thick straps on her shoulders. The bag covered some of her torso, coming down to the level of her hips. The top of the bag was just an inch above her nipples, leaving the majority of Mackenzie's chest bare and the shape of her breasts very visible.

Mackenzie felt her face reddening at the thought of wearing this around in public. She took it off and adjusted the length on the straps, shortening them as much as possible, and put it back on. Now it rested higher, covering almost all of her breasts and down to her navel.

Or rather, it covered almost all of her breasts from the front. It did absolutely nothing to cover the sides of her breasts, or the side of her body for that matter. Combined with her nearly bare shoulders and completely coverless back, and Mackenzie knew it would be obvious to anyone that she wasn't wearing anything but the bag.

Next Mackenzie tried wrapping the still damp towel around her waist. Shifting it around so that it completely covered her rear, Mackenzie found it also did an adequate job of covering her right thigh and an almost adequate job of covering her left. But the diagonal shape of the towel left her left hip completely uncovered.

"Three quarters of a skirt, I guess." she mused aloud.

There was just enough fabric to tuck the towel into itself. Fastened in place, it lasted a full five seconds before coming apart and falling down along her body.

"Make that three quarters of a shitty skirt!" she sparked in frustration.

So the second of two downsides was that it would also not stay together easily. Mackenzie was able to put a few safety pins in the tucked towel and and it seemed like it would hold.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she realized again how little cover this really was. She could see so much of her reflection's bare skin. "I can't believe I'm doing this... But it's just to get through the hallway. It just has to hold for a minute or two before I can get something better!"

Her hand shaking and her face a deep red, Mackenzie opened the door slightly and peeked into the hallway. No one was there. Taking a deep breath, Mackenzie strode out into the hallway, hands worriedly holding her "clothes" in place.

She franticlly knocked on the door two rooms down and hoped Kim would be there. They weren't really close friends or anything, but they were friendly with each other and Mackenzie was ****.

Mackenzie glanced around nervously as she waited.

Does anyone answer Mackenzie?

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