Daisy Duke Drop

Becky thought to herself about how she was going to get out of this. She knew that she couldn't wear this dress now that it was practically see thru, so she had to try her luck with something else. Looking up again, the farm girl noticed what appeared to be another set of clothes on a higher line: A pair of Daisy Dukes and a hot pink tank top.

"Not something I'd usually be wearing, but given the circumstances..." Becky said as she thought about how to get these clothes. Seeing a fire escape, the farm girl quickly walked to the ladder and began her ascent.

After about ten minutes, the farm girl came to the line that the clothes were on, carefully reaching out to them. "Almost..." Becky grunted as her fingers made contact with the denim short shorts.

Unfortunately, due to her bath, Becky's feet were still wet. And as she was standing on her toes, the woman soon yelped as she lost her balance. However, her dress soon got caught on a loose screw, causing the woman to hang from the fire escape with the Daisy Dukes in her hand.

"O-okay..." She stammered before clearing her throat. "I can still make this work. I wear the Dukes under the dress and then just hold my hat or banjo in front of my breasts as I walk back home. First though, I just need to get down from he-"

*RIP*

That small ripping noise caused Becky to stop talking as a look of shock came to her face. Looking over her shoulder, the woman could see the seems of the dress beginning to split due to the dress' new flimsiness from her soaking wet body, and the weight from the muscles of said body.

"Oh no..." She groaned.

**RRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIPPPPPPPPPPP!**

Becky let out a yell as she fell out of the now torn dress to the alley below. The good news was that her fall was broken by something underneath the fire escape.

The bad news was that her fall was broken by a dumpster filled with trash bags.

Groaning, Becky sat up in the dumpster, removing the old banana peel from her hair. "Well, so much for my bath." She muttered as she climbed out of the dumpster before slipping the Daisy Dukes up her legs and snapping the button into place.

"Hey! What's going on down there?!"

Becky let out a yelp as she threw an arm over her breasts. Getting seen was the last thing she wanted right now! Grabbing her hat and banjo, the woman ran down the alley and, hopefully, away from prying eyes.

"Okay, new plan!" Becky said to herself, "Try and look for a top, then find a way back home!"