Down her shirt

"What?!" Lizzie exclaimed. She immediately began pulling at her shirt, trying to shake the bee out.

Hope increased the buzzing's volume and Lizzie began freaking out. She yanked the shirt above her head, baring her lacy pink bra to the whole cafe. She threw her shirt to the ground and began swatting at her torso. The trio of girls were trying their best to stifle their laughter at their friend's plight.

"Get it off! Get it off!" she cried, attracting even more attention.

The buzzing suddenly went silent again and Lizzie froze, looking around for the bee.

"Oh no, Lizzie!" Jenny cried, "It just crawled into your bra!"

'WHAT?!?" Lizzie shrieked, really trying to sell her performance. Instead of calmly undoing her bra clasp, she grabbed a cup in each hand and yanked the cups down as hard as she could. Her lovely breasts bounced into view for the already waiting audience who began laughing in earnest now. Lizzie actually yanked the garment so hard that the clasp at the back broke completely! The useless garment dangled from her shoulders, both cups resting below her heaving breasts.

Hope started up the buzzing noise again and Lizzie began frantically jumping around again. She jumped, swatted, and turned all around, giving everyone quite the show.

After a minute or so, Hope cut off the buzzing and gasped. "Lizzie! It just crawled down your shorts!"

"Huh?!" Lizzie asked. "B-but how?! My waistband's so tight I-"

The buzzing resumed even louder, and that was all Lizzie needed to yank her shorts down her body. She yanked them off so forcefully it actually snapped off the metal button on their front. Lizzie kicked them off her legs, sending her shoes tumbling off her feet in the process.

But there was no buzzing. Lizzie stood there in just her matching pink panties, panting heavily, for all the world to see.

"Oh no Lizzie..." Diana said, sounding genuinely sympathetic. "If it wasn't in your shorts, then that means..."

Lizzie gasped and wasted no time in tugging her panties down to her ankles. She ripped them off her feet as forcefully as she could, accidentally tearing the waistband in the process. Her socks slid off her feet as well. Lizzie paused, completely naked at work, as the laughter of the crowd roared around her. She was panting like crazy and trembling out of excitement. She oped it wasn't too obvious how wet she was beginning to become.

Suddenly, the buzzing came back the loudest it had been yet!

"Run, Lizzie!" shouted Jenny.