She leaves her pants behind

Mackenzie realized that simply trying to stand while in the pants was hopeless, but wasn't ready to give up yet. Instead, already beginning to blush, she kicked off her boots, then unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans. Next, she began slowly shimmying herself out of her trapped bottoms. It took almost a full minute of effort, with her pink lacy panties peeking farther and farther into view as she made progress. To make matters worse, students from the next class had begun filing into the room. The beautiful redhead was beginning to feel more and more embarrassed by the second because she could hear students whispering and laughing behind her back.

"Whoa look dude! The streaker's getting warmed up for another performance!" one boy whispered. He had his phone out, recording the sight of Mackenzie's panty-clad ass.

Eventually, the underdressed beauty was able to step out of the pants entirely. Mackenzie wasn't exactly sure if she would call that a victory, though. She tried pulling on the legs of the jeans, but her efforts yielding no more success than before. Mackenzie's pants were well and truly stuck in place. Realizing she had little other choice, Mackenzie pulled her boots back on, grabbed her bag and fled the rapidly filling room.

Holding her bag in front of her ass, Mackenzie began jogging towards her next class, which was luckily in the next building over. Only when she was in the semi-crowded hall did her undressed state fully hit Mackenzie. She was truly running around in a tank top and panties! That was less than what most girls wore to bed! Her blush deepened as the catcalls and whistles began. And then the phones came out, no doubt recording her plight.

Meanwhile, not terribly far away, Jack Feldman sat at his desk. A notification sound caught his attention and he rapidly took out his phone. He saw exactly what he'd been waiting for. A short video of Mackenzie Fairbiarn, without any pants on, running through the halls. The person who had uploaded the photo had been kind enough to tag it with #ShyStreaker which had let Jack know that his number one target was beginning another one of her lewd stunts.

"I've got you this time!" he said, rushing off towards the Arts & Literature building.

Mackenzie had finally realized that her tank top had been ripped, so she'd spend the second half of her run using one hand to pin the shirt to her chest as a form of cover. Her other hand had kept her bag covering her ass as best she could, but Mackenzie hadn't been able to prevent people from taking photos and videos of the front of her lacy panties.

But finally, she arrived at her second class of the day, Introduction to Mass Media. After checking to be sure that the seat wasn't sticky first, Mackenzie plopped her underwear-clad ass down onto the smooth metal seat. My last class for the day isn't until later this afternoon, she thought to herself as a chill ran up her spine from the cold sensation. After this class is done I can go back to the dorms and put all this behind me!

But Mackenzie wasn't going to be so lucky as to get a reprieve from her embarrassment.