She doesn't find any clothes, but maybe some decorations from the tree...

After rummaging through the large crate of decorations, Mackenzie couldn't find anything even halfway useful. She'd been thinking about giving up when an unorthodox idea occurred to her. Close to the fence stood the 15 foot tall Christmas tree, one of several in Santa's Village. After examining the half-decorated tree, the long strand of silvery tinsel had caught her eye. Rather than the thin dangling strips, it was several super long garlands of thick tinsel that wove their way around and around the tree, slowly descending from the top to the bottom. If she could wrap a length of that around her waist...

Mackenzie found the end of tinsel at the bottom of the tree, figuring it was at least worth a shot. She worked it free from the bristly branches and began peeling it off the tree. The redheaded elf slowly worked her way counter-clockwise around the large tree, intermittently tugging the strand out of the nettles and branches.

What she failed to notice, however, was that the frayed threads of her dress had gotten caught on the lower tree branches almost as soon as she'd started her endeavor. And so, as Mackenzie circled the tree, peeling away its thick strand of tinsel, she unwittingly replaced it with her own thin strands of her dress!

By the time she'd made her first full revolution, her attention was focused on the tinsel a few feet higher. So, the familiar green threads dangling from the bottom of the tree escaped her notice. To make matters worse, each time Mackenzie had to get in close to the tree and work a bit harder to free the tinsel from the branches, a bit more of her dress would get snagged on the very same branches, accelerating its unraveling. By her first trip around the tree, the dress came down to around her belly button. By her second trip around the tree, her dress stopped around her ribs. And, as she finished her third revolution, the dress was little more than shoulder straps and a bit of lining connecting them.

"Almost..." Mackenzie muttered to herself, still concentrating on pulling the tinsel free. By that point, she'd managed to clear the lower seven feet of the tree from the silvery stuff. But she was beginning to have trouble freeing it from the higher branches. "Damn. Maybe I could use the ladder?"

She laid her bundle of tinsel on the tile floor, realizing she probably already had plenty for a makeshift skirt. If she could just find a way to cut the garland, then she'd be-

Mackenzie froze as she noticed the bare skin of her stomach for the first time.

"What... the HELL?!" she hissed, looking down at herself.

Her bra and panties were both on full display, and the dress was essentially gone. The last few strands of fabric holding the shoulder straps together snapped apart as soon as Mackenzie plucked at them. She held up the pitiful scrap of threads in her hands, noticing a few threads leading back towards the tree.

"How..." she muttered, finally seeing the lines of thin green threads ringing the bottom of the Christmas tree. "How did I even..."

Even after mentally piecing together what had happened, it was still hard for Mackenzie to believe it. To her, it had seemed like her dress had practically vanished right off her body!

Okay... she thought. Okay this can still work. I just need enough tinsel for a skirt AND top now. Then I can at least make it back to my coat? I hope...

She looked back up at the tree, where her tinsel harvesting progress had halted.

"This... can still work," the underwear-clad elf said, with a bit more determination.

So, Mackenzie moved the stepladder over to the tree. The barely decent woman kept her head on a swivel now, being much more nervous about someone wandering into Santa's Village and stumbling upon her. She didn't waste any time climbing up and pulling a bit more of the tinsel free.

After climbing down, moving the ladder a few feet, and repeating the entire process a few more times, Mackenzie finally had the end in sight. The end of the long strand of tinsel was just a few feet away from her, tied around a branch to keep it in place.

"Yes!" she breathed. "If I untie this, I'll have everything I need!"

She was already getting a bit tired of moving the ladder so frequently. Plus, the next position would place the ladder squarely between the tree branches and the fence, so it would have been a tight, bristly squeeze to climb it. Instead, Mackenzie opted to just reach a little farther from her current position to untie the final bit of tinsel.

Unfortunately, this meant she had to lean further into the tree. The rough pine needles rubbed up against her bare skin, irritating it a bit.

Come on... she said to herself. Just a bit more...

Shoving most of her torso between the branches worked, though, and she was soon able to feel the knot in her hands.

"Yes! Okay, come on now..." she said, slowly working to untie the difficult to see knot.

As she progressed, however, the tinsel knot wasn't the only thing coming unfastened. One of the branches had worked its way directly behind the redhead's bra. And as she shoved and jostled her chest around, the prickly wood had enough of a chance to unhook first one, and then both of the hooks holding the bra together.

Mackenzie gasped, instantly feeling her bra come completely unfastened from around her chest. Even worse, with no other support, the strapless bra began sliding down Mackenzie's body.

"No no no no no no no!" she cried, her hands to entrenched in the tree to pull them back quickly.

But if her bra heard her, it didn't listen. It slid a few inches lower, then found a gap in the branches pinning it to Mackenzie's pale skin. From there, it tumbled down amongst the branches, landing lower in the tree somewhere.

"O-okay..." Mackenzie said to herself, trying not to freak out. "Th-that's okay. It just fell, is all. I can grab it after I'm done with the tinsel. No big deal!"

She absolutely did not let herself think about how she was now topless at work. Hell, she was now topless in the middle of a mall!

Nervously, Mackenzie turned her head to look at the fence behind her. The top of it was still a few inches higher than her, so there was no chance of anyone outside the fence seeing her head, let alone lower parts of her bare body. But still...

She could hear people. So many people! All milling about, talking, walking, shopping, barely a few feet from her. And she... she was practically naked! What was she DOING? A bit of tinsel was no substitute for real clothes! She needed to get the hell out of there! She needed to get home ASAP and get some real clothes back on! Who cared about this shitty job?! She should just make a break for it!

Mackenzie looked down at herself, though. She could see skin. A LOT of skin. Between the multitude of pine needles, she could see her own bare breasts, a small patch of black fabric, and the candy cane patterned thigh highs on her legs. No, she eventually reasoned. A pair of panties and some stockings were certainly NOT enough to leave the mall in. Her tinsel plan wasn't great, but it would have to do. And so, Mackenzie resumed her efforts to unite the knot holding the decoration to the tree.

Unfortunately, that was when she heard her boss calling her name.