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Chapter 7 by anonenffan anonenffan

What happens next?

She slips on muddy terrain.

[Originally by Phantompen]

All it had taken was a slight shifting of Mackenzie's weight to send the redhead slipping. Mackenzie felt her feet slip against the slick mud, and the next thing she knew she was flat on her back on the soaking ground as the rain continued to shower down upon her.

Mackenzie groaned, and she already knew she was going to have to take another shower at this point. At the very least she'd need to wash her hair to get the mud out of it, and the parts of her back that weren't covered by her towel were likely not much better off. Even worse, Mackenzie's fall was quick to draw people's attention. Her cry of surprise as she fell turned a few heads, and the sight of her on the ground drew more. The embarrassed redhead could hear a variety of reactions to her predicament. There were chuckles, a few groans of sympathy, and more than a couple looks of perverse glee. She just had to be stuck in a towel, didn't she?

As it turned out, there was a far bigger reason people were staring at the unfortunate redhead. In her fall, Mackenzie's landing had made her situation exponentially worse.

How does it get worse?

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