Mackenzie unknowingly buys the damaged underwear

Mackenzie had pulled on the first thing she'd found in her size, which just so happened to be a full coverage purple bra with plenty of lace trim, complete with a small purple bow in the middle. Knowing there were still plenty of people around, Mackenzie didn't waste a moment before pulling the matching panties off the hanger. They were the same shade of purple, with similar black lace and even an identical bow in the middle. She was slightly dismayed, though, to find that they were absolutely tiny! But she stepped into them nonetheless, and had soon pulled them up to her hips.

"Of course, it has to be a thong..." Mackenzie whined softly upon seeing her nearly bare ass sticking out in a nearby mirror. "Do you see any other panties that might cover a bit more?" She asked, digging through the various underwear.

"You don't like to wear thongs?" Bri asked.

That made Mackenzie stop what she was doing and take several seconds to process that. Bri had really thought Mackenzie didn't want to wear a thong simply because of personal preference, rather than the fact that she'd have to be wearing it, and only it, in public. She took a slow, deep, breath, not wanting to lose her cool at her clothing-buying savior. Then she patiently said, "I'll wear thongs under my clothes, sometimes. But not if I have to be walking around in just my underwear. Do you get it?"

Bri looked thoughtful for a moment before nodding. "I getcha!" Mackenzie returned to looking through her underwear options with Bri, shaking her head ever so slightly at her friend. Soon enough, Mackenzie was able to find some lime green bikini cut panties. She pulled those on instead of the thong, much to the chagrin of Bri, who looked downright appalled that Mackenzie's underwear wouldn't match.

When they were done, the two girls had managed to find six sets of underwear in Mackenzie's size. They were of varying styles, designs, and colors. A few were quite a bit more... risqué than Mackenzie would have preferred (especially to be parading around in public with), but she was in no position to turn down any sort of clothing. So, the girls made their way over to the checkout line.

The underwear-clad redhead was still drawing quite a few stares, given that she was, well, standing in the middle of a store in just some sexy lingerie. And Mackenzie was still quite red in the face. But, at least no one was shouting or laughing at her. Besides, Mackenzie felt that she was at least making steps in the right direction. In a few hours time, she'd be fully clothed and have extra clothes to boot! Or at least, she hoped so.

When they were almost at the register, Mackenzie noticed that the woman in front of her specifically asked if she could have one of the larger bags. The cashier happily complied, and the woman was given a positively huge bag. It must have been nearly three feet wide and half as tall! That could make some good improvised cover, Mackenzie realized, in traversing the mall until she was fully clothed again. A moment later, it was her turn.

"My oh myyyy!" the cashier said, a sly grin appearing on her face. "So you're the one that's been causing such a stir."

"I-I guess so..." Mackenzie said nervously.

"We have these four pairs," Bri said, laying their haul out on the counter, "and then she's wearing the other half of this one and this one." The cashier quickly and expertly scanned the five bras and pairs of panties, then her gaze settled on Mackenzie.

"You know," she said with that same sly smile, "I'm technically supposed to have you take those off for me to scan them..." Mackenzie's blood ran cold for a second. There had to have been twenty people in line behind her, all staring right at her, not to mention the other nearby customers walking all around! "But I'm not gonna make you do that," she finished.

"Oh thank you!" Bri exclaimed. "Finally, an understanding person!" Mackenzie felt similarly relieved.

"Hop on up," the cashier said, patting the counter.

"U-uh, okay," Mackenzie said before awkwardly hopping up just enough to sit on the counter. She had her back to the cash register, her front facing the rest of the store, and the line of waiting women to her right. She noticed the girl's nametag read 'Vicky.'

Vicky, standing on Mackenzie's left, then got very close to the redhead and began sliding her finger along her back, tracing the clasp of her bra. Mackenzie shivered slightly at the contact.

"Why would I expose you in front of all these people," she whispered, surprisingly tenderly, in Mackenzie's ear, "when I can keep you allll to myself?"

"What?" Mackenzie said, clearly not expecting that.

"Turn to face me, please," Vicky said, loudly enough so Bri and the others could hear. Mackenzie turned her torso to her left and Vicky got close again. Her hands, one holding the scanner, both rose to Mackenzie's chest. Then, out of sight of everyone else, Vicky gently tugged the cups of the bra slightly lower.

"What are you-" Mackenzie whispered in disbelief.

"Ssh!" Vicky interrupted with a harsh whisper. "We wouldn't want to cause a scene! If that happened, then I'd have to make you take these pretty little things off completely." She tugged gently on the bra, as if emphasizing her point. "And then I might even have trouble scanning the items correctly. I'd have to enter them manually, of course, but I always seem to goof that up somehow. One time I couldn't get it right for five full minutes!"

The redhead registered the veiled threat. Standing there, in front of all these people, nude once again, for that long? She couldn't do that! Mackenzie didn't like it, but she figured she was better off letting this girl do... whatever it was this girl was planning.

"So we're not gonna cause a scene, are we?" Vicky whispered. Mackenzie paused for a moment, then shook her head slightly. "Very goooood." And then Vicky gently tugged down further, baring Mackenzie's breasts to her and her alone. Not even nearby Bri could see what was happening from her position. Mackenzie blushed anew, trying to tune out what was happening. But that became quite difficult once Vicky began caressing her breasts. Her touch was surprisingly gentle.

Ever so softly, her fingertips slid along the underside of one boob, then slowly moved across to the other. Then they slid upwards and began circling one of Mackenzie's nipples, which were already stiff in the cool air of the store. Vicky ever so gently dragged a fingertip across it, then released it in what amounted to the gentlest flick Mackenzie had ever felt. The redhead had to suppress a small gasp of surprise. Then Vicky slowly repeated the process on the other nipple. Finally, Vicky locked eyes with Mackenzie. The blushing redhead looked extremely anxious, but the cashier looked completely cool and collected. Vicky opened her mouth ever so slightly, licked her lips, and looked purposefully down at Mackenzie's left nipple. Then, much to Mackenzie's disbelief, the cashier began slowly moving her mouth closer to her boob! She couldn't believe it. Was this stranger really about to do this? When her mouth was just an inch away, and Mackenzie could feel her hot breath on her breast, there was a sudden BEEP! sound and Vicky immediately stood back up. She had the scanner in her hand and a pleasant smile on her face.

"There we go!" she said loudly and cheerily, making sure the nearby women could hear her again. "Sorry, took a while to scan that correctly." Mackenzie took the opportunity to pull her bra back up into place. "Now just the panties left."

Vicky slowly slid her hand down Mackenzie's back, eliciting another small shudder from the redhead, then her fingertips slipped into the waistband of her panties. She pulled it away from her body, revealing part of Mackenzie's ass to herself alone once again. The other customers could see that Vicky was pulling the waistband away, but she was pretending to look for the proper plan to scan the item, so no one noticed anything amiss.

"Mmm, lovely," Vicky whispered to Mackenzie. Her hand slipped deeper into the redhead's panties and began gently cupping one asscheek, with her fingers slipping underneath. She gave a tender squeeze before sliding her hand over and repeating the process on the other cheek. Mackenzie tried her best not to make a sound.

"Nope, not there!" she said loudly. "Let's try the other side."

Mackenzie felt a bit of relief at this. Standing a few feet in front of her was Bri, who would clearly be able to see if this girl tried to pull a similar stunt to the front of her panties.

"Hmm, how about you turn to face me," Vicky said. Mackenzie locked eyes with her and froze. If she rotated 90 degrees to her left, then the front of her panties would be facing Vicky, and be out of sight from everyone else... Mackenzie shook her head ever so slightly. "We don't want to cause a sceeeene, do we?" Vicky whispered. "I can even call my manager over the intercom and let her know we have a problem. Of course, that would let the whole store know that we've got a naked girl standing at checkout..."

Mackenzie gulped. Then she considered what would be the lesser of two evils. She begrudgingly rotated her hips to face Vicky, angling her back to the other customers and her right side to Bri.

"Gooood girl," Vicky whispered as she gently placed her hands on Mackenzie's bare thighs. Ever so slowly, she eased her legs apart. Then, Vicky tenderly placed her finges on Mackenzie's stomach. The cashier slowly traced downwards, sliding her fingers back and forth, until she reached the panties. A single finger began slowly pulling the waistband away and Mackenzie glanced away as Vicky peered down into the underwear. "Shaved, huh?" she whispered ever so softly as her hand slid down into the panties. Her fingertips ever so gently caressed Mackenzie's mound. "I like that." And before the redhead knew it, Vicky's hand was touching her pussy.

The fingertips tenderly slid around Mackenzie's folds, touching ever so lightly, moving ever so slowly, before finally coming to rest. Mackenzie wondered how on earth this could be happening to her in the middle of a crowded store! But no one nearby seemed to notice anything was happening. Mackenzie's already racing pulse quickened even further when she realized that Vicky's fingers were perfectly positioned at her entrance. Her index and middle finger were perfectly poised between her lips, and her thumb was just barely making contact with her clit. The girl looked Mackenzie dead in the eye and, just as Mackenzie was sure she was going to do it, there was another sudden BEEP! and Vicky's hand was out of her underwear in a flash.

"Great, all set. You can hope down now," she said to Mackenzie. The dazed redhead took a moment to collect herself before unsteadily getting off the counter. Vicky listed off the ludicrously cheap total, which might have alerted the girls to the fact that their items were heavily discounted. But Mackenzie was far too distracted to hear it, and Bri never bothered paying attention to how much things cost anyway. As Vicky was preparing to bag everything up, Mackenzie somehow remembered her earlier idea.

"W-would it..." her voice faltered for a moment. It had come out more shakily than she'd expected. Mackenzie's heart was still pounding and found she was actually a little out of breath. Her body had been responding to the ordeal far more than she'd realized! Mackenzie spoke again, more clearly, "Would it be possible to get a large bag for these?"

"Oh, sorry," Vicky said. "We just ran out of those."

"Wh- But isn't that a stack of them right there?" Mackenzie pointed to a decently sized stack of the large bags she'd seen earlier.

"Hmm, nope. This is all we've got," Vicky said as she pulled out a tiny bag instead. It was less than a foot wide and barely six inches tall, yet the cashier somehow managed to fit everything inside it. "Sure would be hard to, I don't know, cover one's self with a bag this small, huh?" Mackenzie just gaped at her.

"Listen, I can clearly see the large bags right-"

"Mackenzie!" Bri said, tugging on her arm. "Be nice to her! She was nice with you and didn't make you take the underwear off! If she says there's no more big bags, then let's just take the little one!"

Mackenzie was ready to protest further, but then Vicky said, "Best listen to your friend. Wouldn't want to... cause a scene, would we?" That made Mackenzie hesitate and ultimately decide the battle wouldn't be worth it.

"Fine," she said, reaching for the small bag.

Vicky grabbed the receipt, scribbled something on it quickly, then dropped it in the bag. As she handed it over to Mackenzie, she winked and mouthed "Call me," prompting one more blush from the redhead.

Mackenzie had no idea what to make of the surreal experience she'd just endured, or the cashier's sudden advance. So, she just hurried out of the store, clutching the small bag to her chest. She figured the sooner she got out of there, the better.