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Chapter 9 by wicker wicker

Let her go?

Heck no

As Amy went to zip up her jeans, you snap your fingers.

The entire zipper of Amy's jeans rips off in her hand. She stares at it in disbelief for a moment, then yells out, "What the fuck?!" She threw the wet zipper to the floor then went to button her jeans.

With another snap, Amy's panties wedge deeply up her crack. She reaches around and feels the waistband of her panties which are now well above the waist of her jeans. She spins around to see who gave her a wedgie, but all she saw were a few shoppers starting at her. "What are you looking at?!" she yelled.

You are loving Amy's predicament. You snap your fingers twice, and two more buttons of her blouse pop off.

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" Amy asked. She reached up and clasped her blouse shut.

Now that her hands are up, you wave two fingers down. Amy's jeans come undone again and fall to her knees. With her pants down and her panties wedged up her butt, her butt cheeks on are display. You notice a mall security camera focusing on the entrance, and you make sure it's focused on Amy.

Amy is now near to tears. She tries to keep her blouse closed with one hand and pull up her jeans again with the other. Her face is beet red with a mix of anger and humiliation.

let her leave or make her strangely aroused at her public humiliation?

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