She loses everything

Mackenzie made it to the library, freshly soaked again, and began looking around the first floor. She spent ten minutes searching in what she knew was a nearly impossible task before she finally gave in.

"I need a hint."

"Very well. Take a picture of yourself in any row in the library completely bottomless."

Mackenzie stared at the phone in shock for a full thirty seconds before she could even think about what to say. The library wasn't crowded, but there was still a decent number of people around. Even if she could find a suitably deserted section of the library, that was still way too risky! She couldn't exactly take the leggings off quickly, and what if someone saw her?!

"Please, there are people here!"

The next text she got was a picture of two ruined bras.

Mackenzie gasped, cursing her thief for ruining so much of her wardrobe already. But she couldn't quit now. So, Mackenzie spent a few minutes scoping out a deserted corner of the library. Then, after she made sure the coast was as clear as possible, Mackenzie began undressing.

She kicked off her shoes and looked around one more time. No one there. As fast as she could, Mackenzie pulled her leggings off and followed suit with her panties. With nothing left to shield her pussy from view, Mackenzie took the phone and snapped a quick photo of her most private area. Before she could overthink it, she sent it to the stranger. Then she wasted no time pulling her panties back on. Her leggings were halfway up her leg when she got the reply.

But, instead of a hint, it was a photo of three destroyed t-shirts.

"What!" Mackenzie hissed before she got another text:

"You must take a picture of yourself COMPLETELY bottomless."

It took Mackenzie a few seconds of disbelief before she realized what they meant. She was wearing socks in the photo.

"Are you FUCKING KIDDING ME?!" she hissed, still standing there in her underwear. Mackenzie angrily kicked off her leggings and pulled her panties off again. This time she slid her socks off too and took another quick photo.

Once again, Mackenzie was about to slide on her panties when she heard footsteps approaching. Panic kicking in, the redhead sprinted away from the sound. She reached the end of the row and hid behind the bookshelf. Mackenzie kicked herself for not grabbing her clothes before hiding. Because now she had nothing but her drenched t-shirt on! Hopefully the oncoming person would just walk past this row and Mackenzie could reclaim her things.

She peeked around the edge and saw a girl enter the very row she had just been in. The girl was searching the rows, coming closer and closer to Mackenzie, when she noticed the clothes and shoes lying on the ground. Perplexed, the girl scooped up the seemingly abandoned items and examined them.

Mackenzie mentally cursed her luck. She wanted to call out for the girl to stop, but couldn't bring herself to do it in her bottomless state. She didn't want anyone seeing her exposed like this, but if she wanted to keep her clothes she didn't really have a choice. Mackenzie would just have to hope the girl was understa-

"Whoa." a male voice said to Mackenzie's right, interrupting her thoughts. She whipped her head around and noticed a flabbergasted guy looking at her uncovered and curvy ass. "Why are you..."

Mackenzie's flight instincts kicked in and she began sprinting away from the guy, holding a hand over her exposed ass and her phone over her pussy. She ducked into another empty row of books, not sure where she was going, and ran right into a cart of books. The hem of her shirt caught the cart's metal edge as Mackenzie's torso collided with the top of the cart. As she fell backwards and crashed to the ground, Mackenzie slid right out of her trapped t-shirt. The dazed and naked girl lay on the library floor, as the student who had been restocking books stood over her.

"Are you okay?" he asked, taking in the sight of Mackenzie's naked body. Surreptitiously, he grabbed the t-shirt and tucked it away in the lower part of the cart. Then he crouched down next to the naked redhead.

"I... I..." Mackenzie said, as she sat up and tried to regain her senses. When her hands touched her chest, she suddenly realized that she was now, not bottomless, but completely naked. With a red face, she quickly clutched her breasts. "M-my shirt... I need my shirt!" She was frantically looking around the narrow row of bookcases, but her shirt was nowhere to be seen.

"What shirt?" the boy asked with a smirk. He didn't try to hide his gaze as he looked over every inch of Mackenzie's pale skin.

Flustered and terrified, Mackenzie grabbed her phone off the ground and wobbly got to her feet. Unsure where to go, she started running again. With nothing but her phone, Mackenzie sprinted through the library. She had no idea where to go, but she passed by nearly a dozen surprised looking patrons on her way. After a full minute of running, Mackenzie finally spied a women's room, and headed straight for it. Only when she was inside a locked stall did Mackenzie stop to try and catch her breath.

She cringed as she thought about how many people had just seen her naked. Again. And to make matters worse, she had lost everything she worked so hard for already! She was back to square one. Mackenzie buried her face in her hands, wishing she could somehow wake up from this nightmare.

Eventually, she checked the phone and was at least pleased to see the thief had responded with the hint.

"Excellently done. If I were you, I'd look near the book return."

That wasn't terribly far from Mackenzie's current position, assuming she remembered the general library layout well enough. But that didn't help much given that she had literally nothing to wear at the moment? Would she really have to make another nude dash to attempt to reclaim her dress?