She's recaptured by the Greens

Just as it seemed like Mackenzie was about to evade capture, disaster struck again. Her jacket, jostled about violently by her frantic sprint, began to slip off of her shoulders. She felt it move but her bound hands were powerless to prevent the inevitable; a second later the garment worked it's way fully off her shoulders and fell, fully exposing her naked body once again.

Mackenzie gasped at the sudden rush of cool air against her skin. That was only the beginning her of troubles; as the jacket slipped down her legs, it tangled awkwardly around her ankles and tripped her. With a cry of alarm, Mackenzie tumbled sideways. Momentum sent her flying off her feet. She closed her eyes and braced for impact.

A jolt. With a cacophony of rustling leaves and snapping branches, she landed in a dense bush that bordered the path. She lay still for a few moments, too dazed to move. Her fall had happened fast, so fast that she hadn't fully realized the gravity of her situation.

As she recovered her senses, she became aware of an uncomfortable prickly feeling against her bare skin, a feeling caused by the branches and leaves of the bush pressing against her uncovered body.

Mackenzie finally registered that she was no longer wearing the Tan jacket.

"Oh god, I'm naked again!"

She heard shouts and running footsteps approach from behind.

"She came this way!"

"Don't let her get away!"

Mackenzie tried to wiggle further into the cover of the undergrowth, out of sight of the pursuing Greens. It was hopeless, her vibrant hair and pale skin stood out against the green of the foliage in a way that was impossible to overlook.

"No-no-no-no-no-"

Mackenzie stopped wiggling and lay as still as possible, hoping they would run straight past without noticing her.

The footsteps stopped right next to the bush where she lay.

"Wow this bitch just can't keep her clothes on" joked a familiar voice.

She felt hands take hold of her arms and pull her back up onto her feet; she fumed as she felt another hand take the opportunity to give her ass an unwanted squeeze.

Mackenzie gulped as she found herself face to face with the green leader once again.

"What's all that stuff on your face, dog?"

The redhead blushed as she remembered the cat face markings that the Tan leader had drawn on her.

"It doesn't matter, we'll deal with that back at base"

Before she could utter a world in response, the Green leader grabbed the leash still dangling from her neck, turned on her heal and began to march back up the path. Once again, Mackenzie was **** to scurry along behind her captors; utter helpless and completely naked.