Wait… which bathroom is this?

As you stood there and examined yourself, you considered staying in the restroom overnight. After all, so long as you kept the door locked, nobody could get in. Maybe you could sleep in the stalls, or make a sleeping mat with toilet paper after all there were a stack of spare rolls by the urinals.

Urinals…

You heard a creaking sound behind you. Slowly you turned to see a man exiting one of the stalls. At first he seemed confused by your presence. But that confusion quickly was overtakes by a devious grin. You felt him look your naked body up and down, violating you with his eyes. It made you feel disgusting.

“Why hello they’re pretty little thing. What are yo-“ the moment he took a step forward you desperately dashed towards the door.

You were a beautiful and sexy girl, completely naked, alone, in a secluded place, in the middle of the night, with a strange man. Things could only go poorly, and you were right.

As you dashed to the door you stepped on a wet ball of toilet paper. You had only just begun to get comfortable at walking in heels, and this minor obstacle easily caused you to slip to the side and fall. The side of your face smashed against the rim of the sink before you hit the ground. Lying on the dirty floor, the side of your head throbbing, the world spinning around you, you were utterly helpless.

You felt the man grab you by your heels and drag you towards him, you tits uncomfortably dragging against the floor as he did so. You heard an unzipping sound.