She can try (and fail)

Forgetting everything but sheer desperation to not be exposed yet again, Larxene lunged to try and snatch the psychokinesis pin away from her partner. Namine took a quick step back, crossing the threshold into the shop and smiling.

Larxene faltered, cheeks colouring. No way was she going back in there. She hesitated, after a moment remembering to hug her arms close to her front, as if Namine hadn't seen everything already.

The girl smiled.

"You know we can't fight," Namine said. "If we don't find that pin, we'll never get out of here. You're my partner, can't we work together?"

"I'm only your partner because you're meant to be a weak brat, not-" Larxene began.

"Not what?" Namine said, innocently.

Larxene flushed, faltering. Not... this, whatever this was, having far too much fun and taking every opportunity to expose her. She swallowed. Damn it, this couldn't keep happening.

Namine smirked.

"You are not dragging me into another one of those shops, ok?" Larxene said, doing her best to sound like she was snapping rather than pleading.

"You'd let me go in alone?" Namine said, teasing. "I thought I was weak. You know we're partners, if I get hurt-"

"Don't start," Larxene said.

Namine smiled and walked back out over the threshold, pausing for a moment in case Larxene attacked again. The blonde hesitated. On one hand she was seriously tempted, but there wasn't much she could do beyond grab the pin. Any more serious spells would put her own life in jeopardy, by the rules of this game.

And it looked like Namine had recovered from whatever exertion using the pin for so long had caused.

When Larxene didn't move, Namine started walking; she continued heading away from the crossing they'd started at, heading out to any other shops in the city. Larxene chewed her lower lip, trying not to make any more undignified sounds when she was around the brat.

Exploring this place aimlessly was not high on her list of priorities while she was naked, but it wasn't like she could hurry. Namine would take as long as she wanted, and there was no time limit for the mission.

Meaning she might stay out on these streets forever.

The next street along had a shop, and Larxene couldn't help but squeal at that. Was there nowhere in this bloody city that wasn't a department store?

Being nude out on the streets was humiliating enough, but going into a place marked with that sigil where the regular humans could see her, especially when it was that busy...

"Something wrong?" Namine said.

Larxene shoved her, before quickly drawing her arm back, crossing it over her chest.

"You look," she said. "I'll wait here."

"Out on the busy street?" Namine said. "In front of all those people, all those eyes, just walking past and-"

"Stop it!" Larxene squeaked. At least they couldn't see her.

Namine giggled and walked inside. Nervously Larxene shifted, squeaking as she saw a glass door, before moving to the side of it. She turned around, pressing her ass to the opaque wall and keeping her arms over her front, one over her modest boobs and the other hiding her pussy. She shivered slightly.

And now she was facing passers-by. Larxene blushed, whimpering slightly. God, and this was only day three. The bloody pin had better be in that shop-

"Hello, do you have any pins for sale?" she heard Namine's voice carry out of the building.

At least the brat was actually doing her job. Larxene squirmed, trying not to focus too much on the myriad people walking past her.

"Yes, if you'll come over here I can show you-"

"Isn't here good enough?" Namine said.

"It's easier with the desk," a shop assistant said.

"I can help with that," Namine said.

Larxene realised what was about to happen the moment before she felt Namine's psychokinesis grip her. She yelped, struggling futilely as she was dragged through the doors of the department store; eyes widening, she blushed furiously as dozens of eyes suddenly focused on her.

"You little- ah!" she tried, glaring at Namine.

Then her legs gave way. A moment later and she was on her hands and knees, needing to use her hands to support herself rather than cover up, her bare, pert ass up in the air. She whimpered.

"Is this good enough?" Namine said. She patted Larxene's bare back.

Larxene could almost hear the shop assistant's shock. She whimpered again, barely able to move from the spot. She wriggled a little, but Namine was sure to use the magic of the pin to hold her in place, once more exposed to the worryingly full department store.

Cheeks blazing, Larxene could do nothing but wait with her ass facing the glass doors.

"Ok. Uh. So, uh..." the shop assistant said. After a couple of seconds he laid out a few pins between Larxene's shoulderblades, apparently accepting her offer of an impromptu desk.

Damn it, she was going to make that brat pay. Larxene bit her lip. And then just when she thought she couldn't feel any more mortified, she heard a familiar voice coming from the doorway of the shop.

"Larxene?"