Mackenzie suffers further underwear troubles

It took Bri 20 minutes to finish her lunch, much to Mackenzie's embarrassment. To call the wait agonizing would be putting it mildly for the unlucky redhead. After wolfing her food down, Mackenzie had little other choice than to sit there with Bri an wait. In the middle of the crowded foot court. In just her underwear.

It could be worse! Mackenzie had told herself. At least I've got SOMETHING to wear!

She had debated hiding out in a bathroom until Bri finished her lunch, but by that point a sizeable crowd had gathered around the girls' table, and Mackenzie didn't really want to try her luck by squeezing through the small sea of (mostly) men. So instead she'd stayed put and had tried to focus on the bright side of things. Bri would soon be buying her a bunch of new clothes! That was worth enduring a little extra embarrassment in her eyes.

While she'd been waiting, Mackenzie's bra had come unhooked a few times. She'd been able to rehook it without any actual exposure, but it was still more than a little disconcerting. The first time it had happened, Mackenzie had wondered if it had been one of her many onlookers. But after the second and third times, she had started thinking the bra itself might just be defective in some way. Just her luck.

But Mackenzie had made it through the ordeal, bravely enduring the crowd of people leering at her, most of whom were taking pictures or videos. And then the two girls were on their way out of the forsaken food court, much to Mackenzie's relief. Although she was still walking through a crowded mall in nothing but a bra and panties. What would be a nightmare scenario for most people was simply a Saturday afternoon for Mackenzie. And not even her worst one at that. She'd opted to let Bri hold the bag of underwear for the time being. It was so small that holding it in front of herself did next to nothing anyway. Instead Mackenzie awkwardly tried crossing her arms in front of her body.

"It's up two levels," Bri said, referring to the specific shop she was dead set on having Mackenzie's wardrobe replenished from, "so we'll need to go up a few escalators."

"Mhm," Mackenzie muttered, barely listening to her new friend. She was too busy trying (and failing) to ignore everyone around her blatantly staring at her underwear-clad curves. The two girls stepped onto the escalator, which (like everything else that day) was fairly crowded with people, and made their ascent.

"Oh, you've got a loose thread peeking out there," Bri said, pointing to the lime green panties. "I can snap that off for you!"

"Huh? Sure," the redhead absentmindedly said, too distracted by two boys a few feet in front of her who would not take their eyes off her semi-exposed body.

Bri delicately grabbed the bit of thread dangling from the undergarment's hip and gave it a forceful yank. The move might have effectively snapped the extra thread on a well constructed piece of clothing, but this particular set of panties was not one such piece. They had been ripped previously and hastily resewn, leading to their presence on the Damaged Goods rack. A fact which neither girl had yet realized. So Bri's attempt to be helpful instead completely backfired. She yanked the short thread clear out of the panties entirely, letting the left hip of Mackenzie's panties instantly fall apart. The panties then quickly began sliding down Mackenzie's pale slender thighs. She heard exclamations from Bri beside her and the two boys in front of her all at the same time, though of varying emotions.

"Oops!!" and "OH SHIT!!" were both loudly heard by Mackenzie as her bare pussy and round ass suddenly came into view for the elevator patrons. Mackenzie gasped and bent over to hastily retrieve her panties, which had just reached the escalator step she was standing on. But luck, which never seemed to be on Mackenzie's side, wasn't pulling its punches that day.

Several things happened in rapid succession. The now bottomless girl was almost to the top of the escalator, and the step she was standing on slowly began sliding up to become flush with the one in front of it. As Mackenzie bent forward, her bra came unhooked once again. And, with her torso bent downwards and her arms outstretched to grab the fallen panties, the pink bra easily slid off her shoulders and down her arms. It slid free from Mackenzie's body, landing right beside the panties around her ankles. Mackenzie's hands made contact with both pieces of underwear a fraction of a second later. And just as she was getting a grip on them both, the escalator step finished sliding upwards, becoming level with the step in front of it. And trapping both items in the small gap between the steps. Mackenzie only had a split second to realize that her underwear was now stuck in the escalator and that she couldn't pull them free, before the escalator came to an end. There was a ripping sound as the two fabrics were **** underneath the lip of the metal grate. And Mackenzie was sent toppling forward, giving a shout of both surprise and disbelief. She crashed to the cold tile floor of the mall, completely naked and surrounded by people.

The next few seconds were a blur of humiliation for Mackenzie. Everyone nearby was laughing, shouting, or some combination thereof at the nude beauty. Bri was crouching down beside Mackenzie, saying something she was too embarrassed to even register. All Mackenzie knew was that she was once again completely naked in public. And that she needed to get the hell out of there.

With her face the reddest it had been all day, Mackenzie shakily got to her feet. And then she began running. She didn't know where she was going, she just knew she had to get out of there. Mackenzie barreled through the assembled crowd, hands desperately trying to keep at least some of her bare body covered, and found herself sprinting through the crowded mall. She was distantly aware of Bri's shouting voice amongst the raucous crowd, but didn't hear or care what she was saying. The only thing on her mind at that point was finding some safe and secluded place to hide.