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Chapter 11 by square0 square0

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The girl wants to take Isabel for a little walk...

Originally written by Bluefish

"Of course!" The girl smiled brilliantly - and, to Isabel's horror, picked up the bag and strode right over to the door to the mall - then pushed it wide open. "C'mon, I'll give them to you outside!"

Isabel let out another involuntary shriek, and immediately regretted it. She could see a few people out in the main mall who paused in their tracks and looked curiously in the direction of the restroom. "What?! You promised to give me clothes!"

"And I will! Outside!" The brunette kept smiling. "Outside the mall, that is. Get a little fresh air. Come on, a little walking never hurt anyone!"

"You can't make me go out there naked!" Realizing how many people would see her if they looked in, Isabel dropped and curled up into a ball, knees squishing her bare breasts, bottom pressed against the cold tile floor.

The girl gave her a patronizing look. "I mean, I don't really see that I'm actively making you do anything. It's entirely up to you, I couldn't care less one way or the other. But you're naked now, and if you want to get some clothes back at any point, I'd recommend following me. Or stay in here and see who finds you next. Your choice!"

With that, she turned on her heel and walked out, the door swinging shut behind her.

After a moment's stunned silence, Isabel bolted to her feet. "Oh, goddamn it!" Still doing her best to cover her nudity with her arms, she dashed to the door, shouldered it open, and stumbled out into the mall.

The shock hit her like a solid thing. The everyday commotion of the mall was immediately punctuated by surprised laughter, and - Isabel wanted to die - the sound of cameras clicking away furiously. She saw the brunette standing a little ways down the hall, arms folded insolently, watching the scene without even bothering to hide her pleasure at Isabel's utter humiliation.

Isabel ran after her, stumbling in her high heels, her breasts jiggling and swaying as she moved. She was acutely aware of the fact that her naked round ass was completely exposed, and from the sound of the people behind her they were enjoying the view. She ran past a group of what looked like cheerleaders, who immediately doubled over in fits of giggling upon seeing her. One pointed and shouted at the top of her lungs "Hey, everybody! Look, she's naked!" Even more heads turned, and the crowd around them started to thicken, the laughter intensifying. Isabel could have happily murdered her.

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