She freaks out

Based on ideas originally by Consensueros.

Mackenzie's mind struggled to believe it. Through a series of increasingly unlucky events, she had been rendered next to naked, standing just a few feet away from her handsome crush! Her large, round breasts, complete with small stiff nipples, were prominently displayed for all to see! The redhead's mind reeled, and she felt almost dizzy as she felt almost physically overwhelmed by sheer embarrassment.

Alex, meanwhile, was positively gobsmacked. Unbeknownst to his topless friend, he had just caught a glimpse of her in the discarded mirror below him. He sputtered out loud and his own face reddened even further. He couldn't believe it. He was staring at Mackenzie wearing nothing but a pair of sexy pink panties! Her boobs, a pair he had dreamed of seeing quite often through the years, were even more glorious than he'd imagined. But after a moment, he physically closed his gaping mouth, and noticed that his friend seemed about two seconds away from a complete meltdown. Figuring Mackenzie was in danger of dropping the engine, Alex knew he had to get out of there.

"Mackenzie!" he called as he pulled his torso out of the car. Alex purposefully turned away from his topless crush, making it seem like he hadn't seen her exposure.

"D-DON'T LOOK!!" Mackenzie practically shrieked as she saw Alex pulling his head free. On some level, Mackenzie recognized that her friend had safely gotten out of the way of the engine. But in the moment, her humiliation overrode her mind, and Mackenzie finally relinquished her grip on the lever, opting instead to cover her bare chest. The suspended engine dropped back into the car, with a resounding WHAM! which reverberated throughout the shop.

Amidst the noise, Mackenzie crouched down and grabbed her jumpsuit around her ankles. She noticed Alex was turned away from her and gave a modicum of thanks for that. Then she hastily stood back up with the jumpsuit, clutching it to her chest. Unfortunately for Mackenzie, between all the damage the poor jumpsuit had suffered, the front half and back half were only barely connected. A few inches of stitching around each ankle was literally the only thing holding the two halves together after the duct tape had failed. And in her hurry, Mackenzie hadn't noticed that she was standing on the back half of the jumpsuit.

With a surprisingly soft shrip! sound, Mackenzie's panicked pull separated the two halves of the tattered jumpsuit completely. And so, the beautiful mechanic found herself standing there, awkwardly clutching the front half of it to her body. Any thoughts of trying to somehow grab the back half as well were quelled when Mackenzie saw Alex turn around to face her. She froze. With one hand, Mackenzie was clutching the top of the jumpsuit just below her neck, and with the other she clutched the waist over her groin.

"Um... Are you alright?" was all Mackenzie managed to say. She silently prayed that Alex somehow wouldn't notice the half-destroyed state of her jumpsuit.

"Oh! I-I'm fine!" Alex nervously spat out. Even if he hadn't seen Mackenzie nearly nude a few moments ago, he would have clearly been able to tell something was drastically wrong with her outfit. Mackenzie only had two hands with which to clutch the garment to her body. So, even though she was holding it as best she could, the edges of the halfsuit folded down and in towards the center of her body. Not to mention that the pant legs were just dangling uselessly between her pale thighs. Alex gulped, knowing that his friend and crush was practically one strong gust of wind away from nudity. The tall man felt extremely bad for her, but at the same time... Well, he couldn't deny how his body was responding to seeing Mackenzie like this. Still, he figured the best thing he could do to help at that point was to let Mackenzie get redressed in privacy. "Ah, why don't, uh, I just, uh, come back and finish this up a-another time?" he stuttered.

"Mmhmm!" Mackenzie said with a blushing nod.

Without another word, Alex awkwardly made his way over towards the garage door he had entered through, making sure to keep his bag of tools in front of his crotch. Mackenzie dutifully rotated in place as he went, making sure to keep her front facing him. As Alex crouched down to raise the door, Mackenzie thought she was finally about to be in the clear. And then...

"Um, Mackenzie? I think it's locked..."

Her heart sank. She'd forgotten about that. Her garage door was setup to lock automatically once it was fully lowered. Extremely hesitantly, Mackenzie sidled over to door. She pulled out her ring of keys (which had miraculously stayed in her jumpsuit pocket somehow) and crouched down. With one hand holding her keys, the entire bottom half of the jumpsuit dangled uselessly between her legs. Luckily, Alex was facing the other way at that point, rummaging through his tools. Mackenzie unlocked the door as quickly as she could, then shoved her keys back in her pocket and stood back up, covering herself again.

"Th-there you go!" she said.

"Thanks!" Alex stammered, before hastily heading over to the functioning car he'd drove there. (The project he'd been working on was usually just stored in the shop's empty parking lot.) Mackenzie maintained her nervous smile as Alex hopped in and drove away. Only then did the redhead finally relax. She ducked back into the shop, out of sight from the road.

Enough was enough! Mackenzie was done suffering through her nightmare of a day. First, she was closing up her shop for the day. She couldn't handle dealing with any customers dressed like this! Second, she would try to tape the two halves of her jumpsuit back together. With any luck, she'd get it back to a presentable state. Third, she'd fix up her motorcycle enough to ride it home. She could probably do that in under an hour. Then, she'd finally be able to get dressed and out of sight, safe in the comfort of her own home.

With a plan of action, Mackenzie got to work.