Flee

"Why did it have to be a grocery store?!" Renee screamed in her mind with an arm trying to contain her now unrestrained chest, which kept slipping out. She cursed bringing her right hand clamped to her clam as she headed round the back aisles of the store, hoping to avoid people.

But as her luck would have it, when she turned into a corner she collided into an older gentleman dressed in a gray suit, and purple tie. The man stood but Renee fell backwards with her legs splayed out in a spread position. Seeing the look on his face haunted the Auburn teenager as she realized the view she was giving.

Her chest shook up and down with the rhythm of her heightened breath. With her legs stretched out, there was nothing to obscure the smooth pair of flesh lips tantalizing his pleasures. She let out a ****, sexually charged moan, as she willed her hands to push herself back upward, pushing the satisfied customer aside, sprinting past him. Unaware, she was now giving him a great view of her quivering butt. This was her first time being naked in public, and she didn't even consider covering her bared behind.

"Security, we got a code 88, redhead, please take care of it."

The intercom boomed as Renee looked around seeing her options. Even if she did leave the store, she had nothing to aid her into getting home, and she didn't want to walk home in such a state of undress either. Especially since it was a good 15 miles away. She could try and explain her situation, but it would probably be doubtful that anyone would believe her bizarre story. Hell, she couldn't believe it, and she was living this whole ordeal.

Whatever Renee needed to do, it was to decide now.