It's going to be close...

Dennis's heart was pounding in his chest and his palms were growing sweaty. The thought of getting seen like this was too much for him, and in a flash, the chunky loser went into action.

He rushed to Lauren, who was still lying there with her ass up and face down (a sight that would have made his day at any other time) and quickly tried to pick her up.

But she was too heavy for our weak, wimpy, and now wheezing man to actually lift. And she was ticklish, which meant whenever his hands touched her (and touch her he did!) she would start shaking and jiggling and doing her darndest (which honestly, wasn't all that impressive) to keep from going into giggle fits.

"Dennis!" Lauren whined. "What are... hehehehaha... s-stahp!" She stammered as his hands gripped onto her ample hips, sinking quite deeply into that soft, ample, pasty white flesh.

"Come on! They're going to find us!" Dennis blurted in a loud whisper as he struggled desperately to get this ample, deliciously thicc woman to her bare feet.

"D-don't touch there!" Lauren squeaked as his hands caressed her milky-white and wonderful, massive ass.

"GET UP!" Her dumpy 'savior' growled into her ear. The fear in his voice was palpable.

The steps were getting very loud now.

Dennis panicked, as all those awful high school memories of getting bullied, teased, and even stripped naked, came rushing back to him. He let go of Lauren and decided to simply make a mad dash for the previously promised supply closet.

"Hey!" Lauren whined as she scrambled to her feet, kicking off the remnants of the ruined jumpsuit and leaving her gloriously naked once more. "Wait up!"

Dennis was too terrified to respond to her. He was also not a very fast runner, and unfortunately for him, Lauren was quickly able to catch up to him.

"You can't just ditch me!" She huffed as she padded along, her bare feet slapping against the tiled floor. "I said wait!"

And with that, she reached out, hoping to slow him down by and grabbing his t-shirt...

Which immediately ripped and fell apart too, exposing his flabby upper-half.

"Lauren!" He whined as he reached the closet door and started turning the knob.

He was just in his tighty-whities now.

"Serves you right, you... you..." Lauren hissed at him as she tried to think of the ultimate insult.

"Just get in!" He griped as he yanked the door open and tried to slink past her. "They're gonna see us!"

Lauren, ever the classy lassy, shoved Dennis out of the way, knocking him against the door as she skittered in.

He groaned in response as she brushed past him, her arm accidentally grazing his still-clothed cock, turning his pain into... something else.

It was perhaps that distraction that ultimately lead to Dennis's next disastrous mistake, and the final blow to the hapless fool's modesty.

As a result of him getting shoved, his underwear got caught on the door knob. So after Lauren rushed in and he quickly followed, the elastic snapped, the garment ripped, and like a rubber band flying off a finger, the last shred of clothing between our selfish, doomed protagonists, was launched across the hall.

Dennis stood there in complete shock as he felt the cool air on his small, stiff manhood and saw his underwear literally fly away.

His worst fear had come true.

He was naked at work.