Roya puts something together

(Originally by Stretchweasel)

She had to get creative, but she managed to use the pilfered clothes to cover herself. One pair of jeans became a belt that she used to secure a second pair of jeans between her legs like a loincloth. Two of the girls were wearing half-shirts which were far too small for her body but were just the right size to stuff her breasts into like a pair of oversized bra cups. She secured these in place by tying a third pair of pants around her body and under her breasts. Feeling a creative impulse, she used the girls' shoestrings to create a necklace for herself, from which she hung the three pairs of panties like a set of trophies.

Roya stood up and looked at her reflection in the closest window. She liked what she saw. What she saw was her id, the wild, woman-stripping beast that she usually had to hide in her buttoned-down business suits. It made her feel powerful.

Glancing deep into her own copious cleavage, she saw her three trophy pairs of panties and decided that she wanted more. Of course, she couldn't do it here. Most of the women around here were already getting stripped, and she was in danger of following suit. She would need to find a new hunting ground.