Running and hiding

"Oh, hell!" Susan exclaimed, she hurried around the corner of a building, while the two sprites followed her.

"Come on, you can take them!" Folia encouraged her.

"Ssh!" Susan hissed, her hands clamped firmly against her generous breasts, "I did mention that a plan would be a good idea!"

"I thought this was the plan?" Barka said.

"This is in no way a plan!" Susan replied, "In any sort of a plan, I would have clothes on!"

The three of them reached the village's main street again. It was still deserted, but Susan could hear the two men following her from behind the building.

"What about going through here?" Barka suggested, pointing to a narrow gap between a stable and a house. Without waiting for a response she slipped in, followed by Folia.

"Better than being out here I suppose." Susan muttered.

She had to turn sideways and release her hands from her breasts in order to squeeze down the gap. Rough wood pressed against her front and back.

"Careful you don't get splinters in your bottom!" Barka giggled.

"Where are we trying to get to?" Susan asked.

"I thought you knew," Folia replied, "we're following you."

"How would I know?! And you're in front of me, so how... Oh no."

"Oh no what?"

"I'm snagged." Susan felt a worrying tugging on the embroidered waistband of her panties. "My knickers have caught on the wall."

"Oh dear." Folia said, managing to convey no sympathy at all.

"You're quite small, do you think you could slip back and release them?"

"Sorry, Susan the Great, but we're almost out on this side."

"That's not really an excuse..."

"Over there!" The shout came from worringly close and Susan jolted away, there was a brief snapping sound, a ping of elastic retracting, and then a disturbing draft in her most private area.

A moment later Susan emerged on the other side of the building, back into daylight, but with the last of her cover, and what little dignity she had kept, gone. Her pale pink body was now fully naked, from her large breasts to her plump buttocks, her patch of dark brown hair in her crotch. Her face was burning bright crimson at the humiliation.

And it was evem worse that she had now found where the townspeople had been hiding.

Dozens of people stood assembled before her in a field. Men leered, women tutted and covered their men's eyes, children laughed at her. Susan finally thought to try and cover herself, squirming and wriggling to try and wrap her arms around her body and hide her nudity.

And then one of the men looked down at Folia and Barka, by Susan's feet.

"Oh, no! It's those bloody sprites again! They've found us!"