Find some underwear

Emily didn't have a choice really, she simply couldn't afford to buy ill-fitting clothes. She was pretty sure she had seen underwear near the registers. That would expose her to the second employee, but it was better than searching for another option, which would also likely expose her.

Once again she left the fitting room with the employee following behind her. Leaving the clothes behind on the bench, she feigned some confidence and marched her ass through the store to get it done once and for all.

As she made her way around, the employee at the register looked up to see her approaching. It was another young man, just her luck. She did her best to keep her front covered, her backside still fully exposed to the first employee behind her. She had been right, though; there was a display with plain underwear. Quickly she sorted through for a set her size. Not finding it on the top shelf, she had to crouch down to look at the bottom. She wasn't sure how much she was exposing in this position, but it didn't seem much worse, as the shelf was blocking the front view and she could move her bag to cover her chest while searching with her other hand. It was certainly better than the alternative of bending over.

The bottom shelf yielded more luck and she soon managed to find what she was looking for. She was about to hurry back when the employee spoke up again. "You can't try on underwear, you have to buy them first."

"Seriously?" Emily was just about done caring about all these store policies, but paying was probably the fastest way to get out of the situation, so she stepped over to the counter. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed the other customers, which she now recognised as an older couple, were making their way over as well. It wouldn't be long before they too would get a full view of her ass.

"Will that be all?" The employee behind the counter had scanned the underwear already and was looking at her expectantly. He did seem to be better at staying professional, or maybe he simply didn't have any interest to hide. Regardless, Emily cursed herself for getting distracted.

"Yes."

"Alright, cash or card."

Payment! Something quite crucial in the act of buying things, and also something Emily had entirely forgotten about. Quickly she found her wallet, but she had already wasted precious seconds. "Card."

She held her card against the reader until payment went through.

"Would you like your receipt?"

"No!" Emily was already hurrying back to the dressing room. She had no choice but to walk closer to the couple who were almost by the shelf of underwear now, before turning away from them to head around to safety. Which, of course, gave them a great view before it was blocked by the employee following her once again.

Back behind the curtain of the dressing room, she was finally able to put something on. It was only underwear, of course, but at least the worst was over. Though the employee was still watching eagerly as she got dressed. A few minutes later she had found the best shirt and pants and was ready to pay and hurry home. She left the other sets folded up in a pile and grabbed her bag as she was about to leave.

"I'm afraid you will have to take them off to pay for them."

One last indignation. "Don't you have them scanned already? What does it matter?"

"Yes, but the anti-theft alarm can only be deactivated at the counter. I'm afraid it's the only way."

Emily really did not care any more. She had already walked through the store naked multiple times and been seen by a bunch of people. If someone happened to see her in her underwear, who cared! She took off the clothes, folded them over her arm and walked out of the dressing room. Luckily for her, the other customers had already left, and the only ones who got to enjoy her show were the employees. Once she had paid, she got dressed right there.

"Have a nice day!" The employee who had been following her this whole time said like he hadn't clearly enjoyed using every rule in the book to prolong her humiliation.

"Fuck you."

And with that Emily was on her way home.