Her clothes were gone

Mackenzie froze in place at the sight before her. It was a familiar and chair, but there was absolutely nothing on the table.

"Oh no no NO!" Mackenzie yelled. She entered the room and closed the curtain behind her before desperately looking around and under the table. But there was nothing to find. "My fucking clothes are gone!!" Mackenzie whined to herself. "What am I supposed to do?" With few other options, Mackenzie put her shoes back on at least. She also stuffed her belt in her carry-on bag and seriously regretted not packing any extra clothes in that.

Just then, the curtain opened again. Mackenzie yelped and scrambled to cover herself as an unfamiliar TSA agent looked at her with surprise. "Ma'am, this is a reserved TSA area." he said, "You can't be in here."

"Please!" she implored, "Help me! I got strip searched in here and then when I came back my clothes were gone!"

"Uh-huh." he said, eyes roving over Mackenzie's pale skin, "Not my problem. Out you go!" With that he grabbed Mackenzie by the arm and dragged her back outside the room. Mackenzie stifled another shriek as she was once again in the middle of the airport totally naked. With her bag clutched over her breasts and her hand covering her pussy, the naked redhead began running.