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Chapter 10 by Yellowjacket7

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Helped Down

Megan squirmed, feeling her undershorts caught on the join, pulling them ever tighter, and each time she moved she could feel her T-Shirt riding up slightly higher. She rolled her eyes as she felt it tug up high enough to snag on the underside of her bra. Of course her shirt would get snagged too.

"Uh... H-hey! You okay up there?"

Megan froze, her mild frustration suddenly erased by a flush of embassment. Someone had walked into the bookshop, and was currently beneath her. Between her socks and her bunched up T-Shirt, Megan's body was almost on full display to them. Sure she was wearing her undershorts, but they were pulled so tight by the wedgie she was under no illusion that they covered anything any more.

"Do I look okay?" she finally gasped. "i'm stuck!"

She winced as she suddenly felt a pair of hands on her legs, pushing her back up into the cieling. Megan wriggled, gasping for air as she felt her undershorts finally come free, the pressure of the wedgie releasing a little.

However that had been the only thing holding her up. Without the undershorts hooked to the join, she suddenly plummeted down towards the ground, falling out of her T-Shirt still hooked into the ceiling tile.

She felt herself land on something soft, and she shook her head, trying to recover her senses, as she heard someone moan beneath her, sending weird vibrations through her shorts. Looking down, Megan suddenly realised that she's landed on the woman who saved her, her crotch directly in the woman's face. That was rapidly followed by the rapid realisation that she was now sat in the middle of the bookstore in nothing but socks, bra and panties.

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