Her friends, who happened to go out looking for her.

(Chapter originally by Misayaka on writing.com)

What was WRONG with her!? Yukiko was sitting out in the middle of the hall, her intimates on display for anyone to see, and she couldn't even clear her dizzied thoughts, much less move a muscle! "I...I have to-... m-, move... c-..come on..Y-..Yuki...!" The naked heiress shifted and twisted, **** for anything that would offer cover: moving her arms, getting her legs together, clamoring out of sight, ANYTHING but sit there exposed! None of the above happened. She was frozen like a deer in the headlights, too disoriented in her half-conscious state of bliss to muster up the focus to move.

If only it had been just that.

"Yukiko? Where are you?"

Chie...? No...! No, Chie...! Stay awaaaaay!

Yukiko couldn't even speak. Her attempt at a frantic reply came out as a breathless gasp.

"You sent that sporty girl a tracking signal on where to find her?"

"Linked right to her phone."

"Brilliant."

"Yuki...! Come on, everyone's wo-"

"...!!"

Yukiko's eyes widened as she saw Chie come around a corner... and stare right at her, and somehow her best friend's eyes went even wider. "Y-...yuki? W-...why are you-... N-..n..." Chie tried to stare at Yukiko's face... but she saw everything else instead, and her face turned bright red. "N-..n-..naked?..."

Yukiko wanted to say a dozen things.

Help me, Chie!
I can't move!
I didn't do this!

She said none of the above. She just... sat there, her muscles giving a weak fidget as the result of all her mental exertion.

Could things have possibly gotten any worse?

Easily, as it turned out, because in that moment-