Let the shirt go

Vanessa hesitated for a moment but finally she made her decision: She was going to save her panties. Of course the lack of her shirt would be more evident but it was better to be showing her bra than to be showing her pussy and the shirt didn't even had buttons left anyway so it won't be very useful.

Vanessa released her grip from the shirt and the hand floated away with it, quickly Vanessa turned her attention to the hand trying to take her panties and without much effort she caught it, then she releasing her anger towards those pestering hands, mercilessly squished it over the counter like a bug and it disappeared with a flash of light.

Two down, two left.

After the wave of satisfaction produced by having taken down another of the hands wore off, Vanessa shrieked crossing her arms over her chest,, she still had bottoms, but at what cost? Now she was in just her pink matching underwear and there was no way she could hide that by just staying behind the counter.

Vanessa couldn't help but take a look at herself in the mirror of the store, it was terrible, the set of underwear she had chosen to wear today was actually one size smaller than her ideal fit, so it fitted her slightly ill, and looked extremely erotic, especially her chest, the pushed them up together making them look very desirable and a bit bigger than they actually are.

Suddenly the bell of the door made noise again, someone entered the store, apparently Vanessa was not going to catch a break today.