Just a minor tumble

With a low grumble and a distinct lack of Christmas cheer in her heart, Mackenzie got to work decorating the grounds of Santa's Village. The vast majority of the not-so-sprawling village was already festooned with various lights, fake snow, and a myriad of other wintertime decorations. But there were still a few sections that hadn't yet been fully saturated with Christmas colors. The redheaded "elf" made her way towards the far side of the village, opting to place herself as far away from Santa's chair as possible. The farther she was from Ricky, the better. A long red heavy-duty rug bisected the area, leading from one entrance to the other. And it was this rug Mackenzie followed as she distanced herself from her other coworkers.

It was a short walk, as even traversing the entirety of Santa's Village took barely a minute. Over here, among a few miniature snow-covered houses and plastic reindeer, were Mackenzie's objectives; a thirty foot section of bare fence and a half-decorated Christmas tree. She could already see the nearby crates and a pallet containing even more decorations that had yet to be affixed to the magical food court land. Luckily for her, at least, Walt seemed to have closed off the other entrance to the village.

It was likely to help prevent any parents who didn't read the sign from wandering in with their kids, but Mackenzie was glad for the extra barrier between her and any customers. The last thing she needed was a barrage of parents asking her "Where's Santa??" while they stood directly next to the large 'NO CHILDREN ADMITTED TODAY' sign, holding their rambunctious kids. Instead, Mackenzie found herself in relative seclusion as she arrived at the bare fence, though the loud din of the mall was still quite audible from the opposite side of the flimsy fence.

Her relative seclusion was fortunate, though, because as she stepped off the rug and onto one of the "snow" platforms, the bottom of her heel caught on the carpet.

Mackenzie tumbled to the floor, the white plastic platform cushioning her fall ever so slightly. The bells adorning the hem of her dress jingled loudly as she let out a startled "OOF" and landed on her torso.

"Ow..." Mackenzie mumbled, relatively unharmed. "Stupid heels..."

She slowly got back up on her hands and knees, looking around for where her scattered shoe had gone, when she realized something. Her dress had ridden up quite a bit in the fall! It was now bunched up around her hips, functioning more like a shirt than a dress. With an embarrassed little squeak, Mackenzie hurriedly began pulling the dress back down low enough to cover her black panties again.

"And stupid dress!" she fumed to herself.

Not for the first time, Mackenzie silently complained about the uniform as she composed herself and prepared to get back to work.

Why does this thing have to be so short? she thought as she tugged the dress as low as possible. Despite her efforts, it still only reached about halfway down her thighs. She then began making sure the top of the dress was still aligned correctly. And why can't it have a bit more coverage up top? Ugh...

The top of the dress had shifted sideways a few inches in Mackenzie's tumble, the light fabric moving relatively easily when gravity wasn't holding it in place. The redhead tugged it left a bit, easing it back into a position that fully covered her bra cups. Even when it was positioned just right, it left a generous amount of Mackenzie's cleavage on display while working.

I swear, Walt must have bought these uniforms from some sleazy costume store or something... she grumbled. I'd kill for a dress with some sleeves at the very least. Then I could get away with wearing some non-strapless bras to work.

Just to be safe, she checked on the shoulder straps of the dress, too. The thin spaghetti straps always made Mackenzie a bit nervous when she dwelled on them too much. They were tiny little things, even thinner than the spaghetti straps on some of her tank tops or undershirts! They couldn't have been more than an 1/8th of an inch wide. And the two little straps were functionally the only things holding the entire garment on her body. As a result, she hadn't been able to wear any bras with shoulder straps while working at the mall. Walt had criticized her the first day she'd tried it, and she had to admit any of her bra straps were going to be more noticeable than the thin straps of the dress. So, rather than make an issue out of it and risk losing her desperation job, Mackenzie had opted to simply wear one of her two strapless bras to work every day since then. Luckily, the dress's shoulder straps seemed alright at the moment, though, so Mackenzie tried not to worry about them.

And I'd take some more practical shoes while we're at it! the redhead wished as she slipped her foot back into her lost high heel. Can't stand working in heels...

Finally, Mackenzie grabbed the last part of her work wardrobe. With a weary sigh, she picked her green pointed hat off the floor and placed it back on her head. She felt silly wearing it, but Walt would give her hell if he caught her on the clock without it. With her uniform back to normal, the sexy redheaded elf unenthusiastically made her way over to the crate of decorations.