Humiliation in store

Dylan carefully slinked through the doors of the loading bay, looking around the backroom before making her way to the door that led into the store proper. She poked her head through the door... And felt her stomach tighten as her face turned scarlet.

The clothing section was on the other side of the Goodwill. And to make matters worse, the store was not empty!

"Crap!" Dylan swore under her breath as she quietly drummed her fingers on the door. Could anything go right for her tonight?!

Not seeing any other options, the naked agent steeled herself as she slinked out from behind the door and quickly drove behind a couch. Poking her head out, Dylan carefully looked around. So far, no one seemed to be aware of the damp and naked agent covered in blueberry syrup and with cake frosting on her ass.

"But that can all change if I make one wrong move." Dylan muttered to herself as she plucked a throw pillow off the couch and plastered it over her womanhood, throwing an arm over her breasts as she quickly streaked over to a section dedicated to electronics.

Hiding behind a row of movies, Dylan carefully peeked out to see if the coast was clear, inching slowly towards the other side of the shelves to prepare herself to streak towards the next section before women's clothing. What the agent was unaware of, however, was that she was slowly inching towards one of those motion sensor Halloween decorations that was stationed right behind her. And the second her naked, cake covered ass crossed the skeleton's line of sight....

"TRICK OR TREAT! HAHAHAHAHAH!"

Dylan yelled in surprise as she jumped back, throwing the pillow and knocking over the shelf that contained the various movies. As she punched the head off the decoration, she realized three very important things.

One, she just got spooked by and punched out a Halloween decoration.

Two, she lost the pillow.

And three, going by the gasps she heard from behind her, she was no longer hidden.

Looking over her shoulder, Dylan saw the surprised customers and workers staring at her naked, frosting coated ass, the crowd letting out hushed comments about the sight.

"Oh, why don't you take a picture?! It'll last longer!" Dylan snapped in a mixture of anger and embarrassment.

Words she immediately wanted to take back as several members of the crowd whipped out their camera phones and began to do just that, letting out a series of laughs, cheers, jeers, wolf whistles, and cat calls.

Dylan yelped as she reached down and picked up a couple of VHS tapes (The Wedding Singer and Scream), placing them over her front as she ran towards the entrance of the store, her butt exposed to the camera phones as she ran through the doors and into the parking lot.

"I swear, Charlie had better appreciate all the humiliation I'm going through to save him!" Dylan muttered, looking for a place to hide. That was when she saw a truck with the haul doors open, the driver too busy working on the tire to notice anything else.

Not wanting to risk another possible run in with the police, Dylan made a mad dash for the back of the truck, climbing into the back and shutting the doors behind her as she prayed that this took her at least somewhere close to the rendezvous point...

Not noticing even once what kind of truck she had just climbed into.