The Lock-in has a predicament

Around the back of the school, a door had been left open for a teacher who was supervising the Lock down, who just happened to step out to take a phone call. It was a perfect time for two people to sneak in.

Cynthia and Pauline quickly slipped inside, dressed all in black, and one of them clutching a duffel bag.

A few weeks ago, they had been expelled from the High School for their "prank" At prom. All in the name of payback towards that bitch, Mackenzie. But now, they were gonna get **** tonight. If they clusknt celebrate their graduation, then no one was.

They slipped into the gym teacher's office, which was used as a break room for the staff that were supervising the lock-in. And they soon pulled out a tin waste bin and some construction paper.

"Time for Operation: Rain on Your parade...." Cynthia smirked as she lit up a lighter.

Mackenzie was certainly getting more than a few glances, but that was mostly due to her being soaking wet. Luckily for her, Ryan's shirt came just past her skirt, and with her hands keeping it closed, no one saw her nipples poking through her see through blouse.

However, thanks to her lack of a bra, this left her large breasts free to bounce about. While the tight blouse did give her some support, it certainly wasn't enough, especially with how small it was to begin with. And so in the middle their small run, the top button popped free, making the shirt yawn open and display some of Mackenzie's cleavage. Sadly with the loud music and the various people talking, Mackenzie had no idea about the errant button as she fled with her boyfriend.

A minute later or so, the two were at the side of the bleachers on the western side of the gym. Normally the school would put up plastic paneling along the sides to keep debris and dust from getting inside. Plus it prevented students from hiding out back there. But it seemed like a panel was missing in the back. Ryan crouched down, and began to slowly crawl inside.

Or atleast, he was going to, suddenly a loud, screeching noise filled the gymnasium, followed by another and another. Mackenzie's eyes widened, and she knew what it was. It was the schools fire alarm!

The instant Ryan stood back up, the sprinklers began to go off, soaking the young couple (resoaking in Mackenzie's situation), along with everyone else at the gym too. Students began to yell in panic, and the crowd began to rush outside to the designated safe spot for fire drills. Mackenzie and Ryan hurried along, wanting make sure they could escape the building in case a fire was actually happening. But it seemed likely, as the sprinklers were smoke sensitive.

As the yoking couple fled the gym, Mackenzie was pushed out of the way by some football player and his girl, causing her to fall to the ground , and Ryan's green shirt fell away from her soaked form. The garment got caught in the stampede of students, and was carried off out of sight.

"Shoot! Mackenzie!" Ryan called out, helping his girlfriend to her feet.

The garment was quickly forgotten, as was Mackenzie's state of undress as they continue on. Finally the doors that lead to the outside came into view, and they joined the dozens of other students the escape.

When it was finally their turn thougb, misfortune struck. Mackenzie's plaid skirt had caught on the door frame, causing her to be stuck in place. Not wanting to hold up the line, the redhead yanked hard, freeing herself to continue to the crisp, May night. What she wasn't aware of though, was that in her attempts to free herself, a massive chunk of her skirt tore away on the left side, almost all the way up to the elastic waistband! As it was now, her skirt barely covered her crotch, and on the back, a bit of her left cheek peaked out at the side!

The couple continued on to the parking lot, eventually seeing some of Ryan's fellow Basketball members. Mackenzie also saw Beth and a few of the other girls there too. Though she was surprised to see Beth was topless, and two of the other girls, who Mackenzie remembered their names as Lyra and Hope, were wearing their swimsuits. Though Hope was also topless, being clad in only her orange bottoms.

"What happened?" She asked, grabbing her bag off of Ryan's back.

"My tanktop got torn off when some jackass crashed into me." Beth angrily answers, her arms covering her modest sized breasts.

"My top came untied when we were fleeing the pool. And we didn't have a chance to grab our clothes..." Hope sadly followed up.

Mackenzie couldn't help but relate to their predicaments. She had been the victim of wardrobe malfunctions all too much the past year, and she certainly didn't like seeing it happening to other people too. A part of her didn't want to do this, but it was the right thing to do...

"Here...I have some spare clothes with me." The redhead said sympathetically. She unzipped her back, pulling out her black night shirt and handling it to Beth. The tank top and shorts went to Hope next, and lastly, her Pink hoodie went to Lyra.

The three girls eagerly took the spare clothes, throwing them on as quickly as possible. With the tension of their exposure passing, they gave a sigh of relief as the rest of the team and the girls arrived.

"Thanks for the save, Mackenzie." Beth sighed, her blush soon diminishing.

"Hey, no problem. Just give them back sometime next week." Mackenzie replied with a smile. It felt good to help her friends out of an embarrassing situation.

"But...do you have some replacement clothes for yourself?" Lyra asked, her gaze going to Mackenzie chest.

The redhead blinked, and she quickly realized she was still going commando! And with her shirt being soaked, she looked down to see her pink nipples poking through the see through fabric, lit up by the parking lot street lamp! Even worse, she finally saw the damage to her skirt, and how her entire left leg and hip were now visible too!

She gave a small squeak, and she brought her arms up to cross over her large breasts. Mackenzie then fled behind Ryan, shivering upon realizing that she had just given away most of her back up clothes away. And the ones that were left were either underwear or her bikini.

"I'll...I'll be fine!" She lied, peaking around her taller boyfriend. In truth she was wanting to get dressed, especially after what she went through earlier today. But for now they would have to stay put. Which was going to be uncomfortable with how cool this evening was....

About 15 minutes later, the faculty and teachers announced that the lock-in was canceled. Various students rushed to their cars, eager to head home and dry off. But for Mackenzie's group, they remained in place for the moment.

"So, what now?"" One of the guys asked.

"Not sure...hey Nathan, you're pretty well off aren't ya? Are your parents out for the night? Do you think we could use your place to hang out? You got a pool and backyard basketball course."

The group turned to Nathan, who was Beth's boyfriend, he gave a nod. "Sure, we could do that. We would just have to make sure we don't trash the house, it's private land so we could be as loud as we wanted too."

"Fuck yeah! Let's get some booze and the gals in bikinis!" One of the guys cheered!

"Cmon, no booze. The last thing we need is one of us getting arrested for underage drinking, let alone a DUI" Beth scolded. She then glanced at Nathan. "But maybe us girls could liven the party up with some extra skin~"

The other girl's cheered in agrement, though Mackenzie could only blush at that idea. It honestly felt like she had shown more than enough of her body today. But hopefully it wouldn't be too bad...

The group then began to disperse, opting to meet at Nathan's house once they dried off. And so Mackenzie and Ryan walked to his car, quickly sliding inside.

"Do we need to go to your place to get some more clothes?" Ryan asked, watching as Mackenzie began undoing her soaked shirt to shrug it off.

Mackenzie slid off her left stocking, looking at him in the darkened vehicle. She then gave a small sigh. "No...as much as I want to, I really don't want to be asked about why my outfit is ruined."

"Well...should we just go to my place then?" Ryan asked next, watching as Mackenzie continued to remove what clothes she had on. The next stocking followed before she began to wiggle out of her ravaged skirt.

The skirt joined its soaked comrades on the car floor, and once again, Mackenzie found herself naked in Ryan's car. Just like she had been a little over an hour ago. A part of her did just want to go home to get clothes, but she also really didn't want to deal with her parents scolding her for retuning with her attire being so damaged.

"As much as I want to...I really wanted to have fun with you tonight. Plus well, I know you've been with this team for a while. I don't want my dumb luck with clothes to ruin that for you." She demurely spoke, her voice growing more soft as she went in.

"Well...if you're sure..." Ryan said, his own voice being uncertain. Her then began to slowly pull out of the school parking lot.

Mackenzie glanced at her Highschool, thinking of all the close calls there. Such as her clothes getting stolen when she was in the shower and she had to rush to the lost and found for a new outfit. Or when she had stripped for Ryan in the gym as he practiced, and they were **** to hide under the bleachers.

Then there was the blatant humiliations. Like how her bottom half of her Halloween costume of Batgirl tore off, leaving her in just her Batgirl themed panties. There was also the last three days of finals, where she had lost her bra on all three days (as well as her panties on the very last one). Or the prom incident, and today after she graduated. All the memories of this year came flooding over her, and her face burned scarlet.

"Ughh...I could use a distraction." Mackenzie groaned.

"I'm already distracted. It's hard to keep my eyes on the road with you being naked." Ryan joked.

Mackenzie glanced at him and gave a giggle. "Well lucky you, now let's find a place to dry off shall we?"

"Roger that!"