Just Shorts

Rachel went as far as she dared among the aisles of clothes, not wanting to be caught in such a compromising position. How could she explain walking around in just her panties? She’d die of embarrassment if she was seen. She found a pair of baggy men’s shorts, easily two sizes too big for her, and pulled them on. Once up they immediately fell down to her ankles again, as gravity pantsed her and revealed her black panties. Rachel blushed red and pulled them up again. They wouldn’t stay up unless she had at least one hand holding onto them, but it would have to do.

Rachel, wearing the shorts and keeping one hand on them to prevent her flashing her panties, now looked for something to cover her top half with, but to no avail. She didn’t have any money on her, and would have to steal any clothes she found. Therefore it made sense to her to steal as little as possible. She passed a mirror and checked herself. She almost looked like a guy, something she hated, with her shorts and flat chest. Maybe… she wouldn’t need to find herself a top. She might be able to just pass as a topless guy. It wasn’t ideal, but being caught and made to strip off any stolen clothes was even less ideal.

With that Rachel strolled out of the store, one hand constantly holding on to her shorts to keep them up. If she let go of them she’d flash the whole mall her panties, and her whole ‘topless guy’ game would be up. So she held on to her shorts with her life, keeping her other hand free.