Luckily, Bri found Mackenzie!

"I've been looking all over for you!" Bri said.

"Oh my god, BRI!" Mackenzie practically shouted with relief. She wrapped the blonde girl into a sudden fierce hug. "You have no idea how good it is to see you again."

"Mackenzie, what the heck happened?" Bri asked, pulling away from the hug after a moment. "After that accident by the escalator, you just ran off! You weren't wearing anything at all and you didn't even have your phone... I had no idea were you went or what to do!"

"I'm sorry, Bri," Mackenzie replied, lowering her hands back over the bare pussy she hadn't realized she'd briefly exposed. "I just... I just got overwhelmed and wasn't thinking. I freaked out and ran off."

"I'm sorry too," Bri said, sounding truly apologetic for the first time that day. "I've been dragging you around the mall in your underwear, dead set on bringing you to the store I chose without even thinking about how embarrassing it must be for you. I guess after seeing you run off into the crowd naked and alone, I finally realized just how dire your situation is..."

Mackenzie was glad her new friend had (finally) gotten that concept through her skull. But, before she could respond, the bottomless redhead noticed the security officer walking into view about twenty feet away in the crowd, clearly looking for someone.

"And I'm not exactly out of hot water yet..." she said, trying to crouch and hide behind the shorter Bri as much as she could. She pointed him out to the blonde. "See that security guy? He's looking for me and I cannot let him find me."

"What? Why?"

"I kind of... stole this shirt from the movie theater..." Mackenzie admitted. "So now they're looking for a girl wearing this exact one."

"Mackenzie!" Bri exclaimed, whirling around to face her. "You shouldn't steal th..."

Her seemingly automatic response to Mackenzie's admission died on her lips as she took in the sight of her. The redhead stood there, slightly crouching and blushing deeply, wearing only a single scrap of a shirt. It somehow seemed both large and small at the same time, being comically oversized for Mackenzie's shoulders, yet only effectively covering her chest. The rest of her body was completely bared for all of the many nearby mallgoers to see, save for the hands clamped between her thighs and her butt pressed against the vending machine. She seemed so **** and exposed that Bri couldn't help but feel bad.

"Well... I guess considering your circumstances, I understand." Bri said.

"I'm glad," Mackenzie responded, still focusing on the slowly approaching mall officer. "If you stay still, I think I can hide behind you 'til he passes."

"Hm?" Bri turned back and noticed the officer, now only fifteen feet away. "Oh, I can do better than that. Quick, give me that shirt!"

"Wh-what?"

"You heard me," she said, turning back to face the redhead. "I can handle this, trust me. But I need that shirt."

"I..." Mackenzie faltered. Did she trust Bri enough to hand over her last remaining shred of modesty. Despite how many times the ditzy girl had infuriated Mackenzie so far that day, she had ultimately been kind enough to buy her new clothes, even if it had only been underwear so far... And given her current nightmare of a situation, that meant a hell of a lot.

"Ohhhhhh, fine!" Mackenzie groaned. She quickly whipped the shirt off and over her head, dropping it into Bri's waiting hands before quickly clamping her own hands over her once again bared breasts. Naked in the mall yet again that day, the blushing redhead crouched down as low as she could. She brought her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around them, hoping whatever Bri had in mind would be quick.

Mackenzie kept her gaze on the smooth tiled floor. She knew at least a few of the people walking by were taking notice of her, given that her pale skin stood out quite a bit in the sea of clothing. She heard more than a few gasps and muttered surprises, but she tried to tune them out.

Instead, she wondered how on earth she'd ended up here, naked in public yet again. She'd come to the mall over an hour ago for the sole purpose of buying clothes, with a friend of a friend who'd seemingly been quite willing to do the buying for her. By now, Mackenzie should have been wearing a brand new outfit, complete with several bags of extra clothes to bring home, maybe even enjoying herself a little. Instead, she'd spent the majority of her time here walking around in either a bra and panties, or nothing at all. It had been yet another humiliating day for her, and it seemed like it was far from over.

"Mackenzie!" Bri's voice broke through her thoughts. "Let's go!"

She grabbed Mackenzie's hand and guided her back up to a standing position.

"Bri? But what about the-"

Mackenzie glanced around but didn't see the security officer anywhere. She felt a bit of relief at that.

"I paid some other girl 50 bucks to wear that shirt and it distracted him. Here, put some of these on," Bri said as she shoved a small paper bag into Mackenzie's hands.

The redhead immediately recognized it as the bag of underwear, the duo's one successful purchase of the day. Mackenzie randomly pulled out the first things she saw, trying to ignore the fact that Bri could have given the bag to her before running off with her shirt. Her initial selection turned out to be not quite ideal: a yellow shelf bra that wouldn't have really helped cover the important bits and some pink side-tie panties that would have taken a while to put on. Mackenzie was more interested in something that could get her (at least partially) decent as quickly as possible. Even as she dropped the underwear to the floor and thrust her hand back into the bag, Mackenzie heard a woman walking past loudly say something about how "girls simply have no shame these days."

Her second round of underwear fishing went much better, and she found a black bra and some red panties. The redhead hastily tugged them on, eager to have something on her body, at least. The bra was a lacy, semi-sheer one. It left plenty of Mackenzie's voluptuous breasts on display, but at least kept her nipples covered. The panties had a fairly sizable cutout in the shape of a heart in the back, both baring and framing Mackenzie's round ass to any lucky viewers. The underwear-clad girl sighed in relief, feeling at least a modicum more comfortable than she had before. Mackenzie couldn't help but chuckle slightly at that.

If someone had told me a year ago that I'd someday be standing in the middle of a crowded mall, she thought, wearing only some sexy lingerie, and that I'd feel even a little bit comfortable with that, I'd have laughed in their face!

"Alright," Bri said after her friend had donned the underwear, "Now let's get you dressed ASAP! We can hit up whatever store's closest."

"That sounds fantastic," Mackenzie agreed, bending over to pick up the discarded bra and panties.

"Whoa! Looks like Valentines came early this year!" a boisterous voice shouted from behind Mackenzie.

Blushing, the redhead moved the small bag behind her, covering her mostly bared ass.

"Th-the sooner I'm dressed again, the better," she said, beginning an extremely brisk walk back into the crowd.

Bri nodded and matched Mackenzie's pace. True to her word, she pointed at the very first clothing store they came across, not 30 seconds later. One blushing significantly more than the other, both of the girls scurried into "European Union Falcon" (or "EUF" as they had tried to trendily rebrand themselves a few years prior).