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Chapter 15 by SpiralFelix SpiralFelix

What does the vengeful Pauline do?

Overreacts

"Uh-oh..." was all Mackenzie was able to murmur as the furious Pauline lunged for the captive redhead.

But, in her fury, Pauline seemed to completely forget about her friend. She grabbed Mackenzie and tackled her to the ground, pinning Cynthia underneath both of them! The blonde girl whimpered out in pain as she collided with the hard tile floor. But Pauline wasted no time in grabbing a handful of Mackenzie's hair and slapping her in the face.

"You bitch!" the stout brunette shrieked, in a state of absolute anger. "You ruined my top!"

Mackenzie winced at the harsh stinging sensation across her face, but at the same moment felt the tension around her arms disappear. Cynthia, dazed by her unprotected collision with the ground, had inadvertently released her grip on Mackenzie's arms, freeing the redhead to retaliate.

And retaliate she did. While one hand shot up to shield her face from another vicious oncoming slap, Mackenzie's other hand reached for whatever it could grab on her adversary. Her fingers closed around fabric and Mackenzie yanked as hard as she could. Pauline's black bra was lifted up and her huge breasts spilled out into view. The tormentor gasped at the sight of her large pink nipples bared for the ever growing crowd to see. Now seemingly aware of everyone watching her, she released her grip on Mackenzie and fumbled to get her bra back in place. But Mackenzie didn't give her the chance. The redhead shoved Pauline as hard as she could, toppling the brunette to the floor and freeing Mackenzie.

The naked girl wasted no time in standing up, but felt a pair of arms wrap around her hips. Cynthia was beginning to regain her senses, despite her pain, and had tried to re-secure Mackenzie while still in a sitting position. But despite the slim blonde's clear level of fitness and strength, Mackenzie was on her feet and therefore had leverage on her side. As Cynthia tried to rise, the redhead grabbed her muscular arms and tossed her aside. She timed it perfectly, as Cynthia's balance was already tenuous, and the blonde tumbled several feet away with a resounding RIIIP echoing through the air. Mackenzie glanced down and noticed that she was standing on Cynthia's skirt, which had ripped clean off her body when she was thrown, exposing a pair of black boyshort panties on the slim girl.

Mackenzie, still painfully aware that she was completely naked in the mall, hurriedly grabbed the skirt and clutched it to her chest. It was ripped and unwearable as a skirt, but still functioned as a moderately sized piece of cloth, which felt like an absolute godsend to the nude girl. Only then did Mackenzie realize that the crowd of people was now massive! More and more mall patrons had gathered to see the display put on by the three cat-fighting high school girls. Mackenzie was nearly surrounded by people, most of whom were shouting or whistling at her naked display. Well, and perhaps at the displays of her two attackers now as well.

In front of Mackenzie, the glass doors leading to the theater were mostly unobstructed. It was her chance to get away from the looming crowd! But both Pauline and Cynthia were now rising to their feet, shirtless and skirtless, respectively. And they looked extremely pissed. If Mackenzie fled, there was no way they'd let her get away easily. And even if she could escape them, could she let herself be seen by Ryan like this? He was the only option Mackenzie could think of for help, but she didn't want him seeing her while she was naked!

On the other hand, even though both girls were glaring daggers at Mackenzie, both of their faces were deep shades of red now. Pauline had an arm draped across her chest and her other hand clenched into a fist. Cynthia, particularly, had both her hands clamped firmly on her panties and didn't seem too thrilled about the idea of letting go. She seemed to be eagerly eyeing the skirt in Mackenzie's grip. With both of them missing a piece of clothing, could Mackenzie potentially gain the upper hand in the struggle if she threw her modesty to the wind? Or would she be better off trying to retreat and seeking help from Ryan, despite her **** about him seeing her in such an exposed state?

What does Mackenzie do?

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