No, and settles in for the long haul

Liz kept pushing branches out of the way as she made her way through the forest.

At least she was alone, she told herself; in retrospect that was a blessing. Though she wouldn't have minded the company, she couldn't have gotten through all this undergrowth without using her hands.

Though thinking that reminded her of her nudity, and Liz flushed again.

After the better part of an hour, Liz reached a tree trunk. She stopped for a moment wearily, gratefully sitting on it.

Then she hesitated. Wait, a tree trunk? Trees didn't naturally cut themselves down. Ok, maybe alien trees, but given this was the only one she'd seen...

"Hello!" Liz called nervously, crossing her legs and covering her chest with her arms.

There was no answer from the darkness. Liz faltered.

Someone had been before Then again, that might have been years ago; she had no reason to think she was the first to be ****. The trunk certainly hadn't been cut recently, though without knowing more about this ecosystem she couldn't hazard a guess.

Liz swallowed, even more nervous. Hopefully she wouldn't be here that long.

Though if someone had been here long enough that they'd needed to chop a tree down for wood, that didn't bode well. Again, Liz glanced around the forest, ass shifting on the tree trunk.

Ok, she'd have to be ready.

"Anyone there?" Liz called again.

Nothing. Not even a twig snap. She breathed a sigh of relief; they were probably long gone, whoever they were. Why stick around in a forest?

She stood, nearing one of the trees. There were branches lower down, but the higher ones grew healthier. If she could just...

She managed to get a foothold on a lower branch, half-hugging the tree, biting her lip slightly as her bare pussy pressed against the coarse wood. She reached up desperately, and gasped in relief as she grabbed hold of a higher branch.

Carefully, using her grip on the branch to keep her balance, she started to pluck the larger leaves from it. Lower down, the leaves were tiny; this one though, these she could use.

A minute later and, breathless, Liz slumped back down to the ground. She was so much more at home in a lab than out in the wild.

God. That would have been a terrible time for someone to have stumbled onto her.

Still, she'd gotten what she wanted. Kneeling by the tree trunk, Liz started to knot the leaf stems together, glad of the flat surface. She let herself sink into the task, managing even to forget the fact her rear was exposed to the trees behind her.

Then, gratefully, she stood up and started to don the leaves. With a little effort she'd managed to fashion garments from them, little more than a bikini, though it was orders of magnitude better than being naked.

Stems forms a belt, with two large leaves over her front and back to hide her pussy and ass, and the bra was honestly barely a bib, but so long as it stayed in place she was-

Oh who was she kidding? She wasn't decent by a long shot. If anything it just drew attention to the fact she was **** to not be naked.

Liz swallowed, flushing again.

But at least it was something.