Her clothes. Wait, what?

As you prepared to search around for clues to where her clothes went, you took a few steps towards the lake. It was rather picturesque and looked perfect for a swim.

You thought about where her clothes could have been. Where she would hide her clothes and what might have happened to them. But that's when you tripped and fell forward.

As you hit the floor, your face was enveloped in something soft. It smelled like really pungent flowers. Fake flowers. You got up and saw a pile of clothes.

They looked rather mismatched and strange. You looked through them and confirmed that they were Zoe's. Not just because this looked like the type of outfit a "weirdo" like her would wear.

But also that you found her panties...and her name was stitched in the waistband.

"Yup, that's Zoe alright..."

You got to your feet and look behind you. You tripped over her shoes. You were confused, mainly because you were only a few feet from Zoe's hiding spot.

These were indeed her clothes, or at least were big enough to be her clothes. They weren't even hid well. They were just behind the first rock you saw.

You placed the clothes back where they were and walked back to Zoe. She was still whimpering and blushing as she clung to you shirt. You noticed that she was sniffling into it.

...or was she just sniffing it?

"Uh, Zoe?"

"WHA- I...Uh...oh, did you find them?"

You looked back at the spot with the clothes. You could see them from here.

"Alright, Zoe. What is actually happening here?"

"W-what do you mean?"

"Your clothes are right there! How did you not notice them?"

Zoe's face turned bright red as she saw her clothes right there. For some reason she looked up at you and seemed to struggle trying to think of a response.