She forgoes modesty and fights back

Still fuming, Mackenzie made the decision right then and there. She was getting payback on these bitches that had dragged her out here and humiliated her. She was still mortified that so many people were gathered around and staring at her exposed body. But, some distant but logical part of her brain told her, they'd already seen everything by this point. What was there to gain now but a bit of comeuppance for her tormentors? So, as the girls both charged at Mackenzie once more, the redhead had an idea.

The blushing girl, nervously clutching a skirt to her chest and clamping a hand over her pussy, suddenly rushed forward with a determined expression on her face. Mackenzie rushed towards Cynthia, banking on how much more embarrassed the blonde girl had seemed after losing her skirt. Cynthia seemed slightly surprised to see Mackenzie heading for her, but was downright shocked when Mackenzie tossed the skirt up into the air, abandoning her only form of cover.

Cynthia instinctively reached up, eager to regain her lost piece of clothing. Which was exactly what Mackenzie had counted on. The naked girl crouched down and grabbed Cynthia's panties. In one swift motion, she yanked the black boyshorts all the way down to Cynthia's ankles, exposing Cynthia's pussy to the crowd of onlookers! As Cynthia tried to step forward to catch her fluttering skirt, her panties tripped her, sending her careening towards the ground. And directly into the oncoming Pauline.

The two girls collided, smacking their heads together and falling to the ground once again. This afforded Mackenzie the perfect opportunity. She whisked the panties off Cynthia's ankles easily enough and unclasped Pauline's bra with no trouble. Pulling the bra off her torso took a bit more doing, but luckily both girls were still dazed from their collision, and Mackenzie accomplished the task, baring the brunette's sizable breasts to the audience once more. Mackenzie stood there triumphantly, clutching the bra in one hand and the panties in the other.

The crowd went absolutely nuts at this latest development, shouting and cheering as loudly as if they were at a concert. The nude redhead quickly felt her anger being eclipsed by her rising embarrassment once again. Matters weren't helped when she suddenly heard a voice from among the crowd shout "Mall security! Out of the way! Move, damn it!"

Mackenzie suddenly very much wanted to be gone as fast as possible. She wasted no time in turning and fleeing back towards the movie theater. Thankfully, there was still enough of a gap between onlookers and she was able to sprint through the glass doors with no issue.

Pauline and Cynthia slowly got to their feet, still semi-dazed and neither yet aware enough to cover up their exposed halves. They were quickly grabbed by two mall security guards, who wasted no time in apprehending the apparent source of the commotion.

"Alright, alright, settle down." one guard said as he zip-tied Pauline's hands together behind her back. His colleague did the same with Cynthia's hands. "Argument's over. You wannabe catfighters are coming with us."

The guards began marching the girls back to their offices, baring their goods to the applauding crowd as they went.

"W-wait!" Cynthia cried, holding back tears, "You can't do this! We're the victims here!"

"Yeah, the girl who did this to us got away!" Pauline said, blushing deeply, "Go get her!"

But the guards weren't listening and were content to believe the audience-attracting strip fight had been between the two girls they currently had in custody.

As the two girls were marched through the mall half-dressed, both had one thought burning through their minds. Mackenzie was going to pay for this. Big time.