Mackenzie must give her bra to a random guy

"Absolutely! Simply take off your bra and give it to a random guy in the dining hall."

Mackenzie's blood ran cold. With her shirt in its current state, getting rid of her bra would be disastrous. Not to mention how embarrassing it would be handing her underwear over to a stranger!

"You can't be serious! Isn't there anything else I can do instead?"

There was a pause and then Mackenzie received a picture of her favorite pair of jeans. And they were torn to absolute shreds.

"No!!" Mackenzie couldn't stop herself from blurting aloud. She got a followup text:

"All costs or penalties are final. There will be no adjustments."

Fuck! Mackenzie thought, aware that more than a few sets of eyes were now on her after her outburst. Those were expensive too...

The soaking redhead debated her options for a full minute before finally deciding to give in to the demand. She pulled her arms into the t-shirt, slid the straps off her shoulders, them pulled her arms back into the sleeves. Then, reaching behind her back, Mackenzie hesitantly unclasped her bra. She caught it as it dropped from her chest, and nervously looked around the room. She'd hoped to find a boy eating alone, but no such luck. The best she could find were two guys eating alone near the edge of the room.

Mackenzie walked up to the table and hesitantly said, "Uh... hi there."

Both boys' gazes immediately locked on to her chest, reminding Mackenzie that her breasts could be easily seen through her clinging shirt. She awkwardly draped an arm over her chest before continuing.

"Uh... here. This is for you." She awkwardly extended the bra towards one of the guys, sending his eyebrows even higher.

"Uh... do I know you?" he asked as he hesitantly took the bra from her.

"Wait!" his friend said, "Aren't you that hypnotism girl?"

Mackenzie blushed as she realized this guy was recognizing her from her humiliating experience onstage during Orientation week. What was supposed to be a lighthearted hypnotism act had spiraled out of control into an embarrassing ordeal in front of hundreds of her fellow freshmen.

"U-uh..." she stuttered, suddenly wanting to be anywhere but there.

"You are! Why are you giving away your bra?" he continued before gasping. "Are you hypnotized again right now? Is this a subconscious demand?"

"I, uh, no." Mackenzie stammered before blurting out, "I've got to go!"

Mackenzie turned around and began swiftly walking away from the embarrassing encounter. Luckily, she was soon distracted from it by the text:

"Well played! If I were you, I'd look near the newspapers."

Mackenzie was slightly unnerved that the stranger hadn't asked for proof that time. Were they somewhere nearby, watching her? Unnerved, Mackenzie headed towards the entrance, where there were stands of the college's newspaper available, and soon found her socks. She kicked her shoes off, donned the white garments, snapped a picture, and retied her shoes, ready to get the hell out of the crowded area.

"Excellent! That must make your feet more comfortable!

Next up, your black panties are hidden somewhere in the same dining hall.

Good luck!"

Mackenzie grimaced. Of course she wasn't done here. With a room this big, who knows how many items the thief could have stashed away in here.