Shamefully disowned

“H-Hey! Untie me already! I know I failed your silly mission, but would it hurt to let a girl put some proper clothes on!?” Ignoring your protests, Janine tosses you out the front door of the mansion.

“Sorry Emilia! You’re a failure as a trainer, a failure as a kunoichi, and you refuse to join our academy. You bring great, uh, what’s the word… great dishonor! To this place! You leave me **** but to disown you! …I DIDN’T WANT YOU TO JOIN ANYWAY!”

“Can you at least give me my clothes back? Please…?” You’re ignored once again as the door slams shut.

Outfit Lost: Slutting Around Town – Skimpy tank top, very short skirt, bra, g-string

Oh god, what are you supposed to do now? You’re laying in the dirt with your ankles tied together and your hands bound behind your back. And you don’t have a scrap of clothing anywhere on your body! Well, the longer you lay here, the more ashamed you’ll be. You just have to crawl down the mountain like this and it will be over. With your legs tied together and your arms unusable, you’ll have to wiggle like a worm, but that shouldn’t be too tough, right?

You manage to travel about ten feet before you’re winded. “Physical activity *huff* sucks,” you mutter to yourself. You make it about another ten feet before your muscles, already sore from paying your dues for losing, are exhausted. Left with no other options, you pass out on the trail back to Fuchsia City.