She stays put and soon gets company

Mackenzie could stomach a quick nude sprint back to her room. She'd certainly had her fair share of much longer and much more public naked runs. But what she couldn't stomach was permanently giving up her sole remaining vestige of modesty. It wasn't even proper clothing, but it was all she had! So, Mackenzie resolved to stay on the couch and wait for Willow to return. The towel-clad young beauty figured her roommate would be back in a few minutes, and they could figure out a solution together!

Mackenzie was more than a little disheartened when a full twenty minutes came and went, with no sign of Willow. She'd have to walk right by the common room on her return, so there was no way Mackenzie could have missed her. The redhead kicked herself yet again for not bringing her phone with her when she stepped out of the room. But, then again, it had seemed impractical for a quick chat when Mackenzie didn't have any sort of pockets to use.

To make matters worse, just as Mackenzie had feared, people began to enter the room. A group of three boys showed up in the doorway, with each of them coming to an abrupt halt upon seeing her sitting on the couch, bashfully clutching a towel to her body.

"Uh, hi..." one said, regaining a bit of composure and entering the room. "Mackenzie, right?"

Mackenzie pursed her lips and nodded. She still wasn't used to it, but it was far from the first time she'd been in a situation where a stranger knew her (and even knew the intimate details of her body) and she didn't know the first thing about them. It was rather bizarre. All three of the boys' gazes roamed up and down the curves of Mackenzie's body as they spoke.

"Wow! I'd heard you lived on this floor, but I never thought we'd actually run into you or anything!" another boy excitedly said. "Let alone in the middle of a, uh, a performance! Sorry, do you call them performances? I know part of the fanbase does but I don't know what you call them when you, uh, talk about them and stuff..." He was cut off by his friend gently elbowing him.

"Sorry about him, he's a bit of a fan," the first boy said, giving his friend a stern look. "So, uh, locked out of your room or something?"

"...not exactly," Mackenzie eventually said. She really didn't want to reveal her situation to these random dudes, but her current plan had gotten her nowhere. So, against her better judgement, Mackenzie levelled with them. "I kind of got my towel stuck in the frame of the couch, and now I can't get it out," she admitted with a blush.

"Ah! Say no more," the confident one said, stepping up next to the couch, "We'd be glad to help get you, uh, 'un-stuck' from the couch." He winked.

"I really am stuck," Mackenzie said, with a bit of an edge.

"Of course, of course," he said. "Let's take a look here." The boy began trying to get a good view of the interior of the couch, placing his hand between Mackenzie's hip and the couch's armrest. He was so close to her that his head actually bumped into Mackenzie's chest. She leaned away a bit more to avoid that happening again.

"Oh!" the other boy blurted out and began babbling, "Should I be recording this? Sorry, you want me to get this, right?" He began pulling his phone out of his pocket.

"Don't you DARE record this!" Mackenzie said with as much **** as she could muster. The boy looked confused for a moment, so Mackenzie added, "I'm serious. I don't want to see-HEY!" she was distracted by the distinct feeling of a palm gently squeezing the left side of her butt.

"Sorry! Just trying to, hrgh, get a feel for what's going on down there!" His hand shifted lower, coming into contact with bare skin, and Mackenzie was about to tell him to stop altogether when he suddenly said, "Oh! Found where it's caught!"

"Can you free it?" Mackenzie asked hopefully. He tried tugging on it several times, but made no visible progress.

"No dice. I can't get enough room to pull it hard enough," he said, seeming pensive for a moment. "You know, I bet I could get it free if you got out of the towel."

"What?! Not happening," Mackenzie fumed.

"I'm serious! I'll have it out in a jiffy if I can give it a solid tug or two!"

Mackenzie scowled at him for several long, tense moments, before finally relenting. "Fine. Just... be quick about it alright?"

"You have my word!"

With yet another weary sigh, Mackenzie begrudgingly undid her towel. She carefully slid her arm across her chest, cradling her breasts as best she could, and moved her other hand down to shield her bare womanhood. Then, she slowly scooted out of the towel, moving a few feet across the couch. And the deed was done. Mackenzie was sitting there, in front of three boys she'd never met before, completely naked! Her face turned a deep shade of crimson and she tried not to notice that all three of them were openly gawking at her.

"Well? The towel?!" she demanded, sending the boy back to work dislodging the sole remnant of her wardrobe. Mackenzie's mind was set slightly more at ease when she saw that the awkward boy had put his phone back in his pocket for her ordeal. But it didn't make the situation any less humiliating for her! She sat there, with nothing but her hands for modesty, for an agonizing two full minutes. Mackenzie could practically feel the boys leering at her exposed body, their gazes travelling up and down her bountiful curves. Just as Mackenzie was reaching her limit and about to go back to her room, however, there was a ripping sound. She gasped, both in surprise and horror, as the boy held up the freed portion of her towel.

"Heh... whoops," he said sheepishly. "Sorry about that. But the important thing is we got it free!"

Mackenzie stood and snatched the towel from his grip, momentarily baring herself completely to the trio, before hastily wrapping it around herself. She was dismayed to find that it was now significantly shorter than before. The towel that used to span from her armpits well down to her mid-thighs was now nearly too short to use. If she positioned the top of the towel perfectly level with her nipples, then the frayed bottom just barely came down to be level with her pussy. If she moved the towel even a centimeter higher or lower, Mackenzie would be exposing something! And (something Mackenzie hadn't even realized yet), the towel hadn't torn perfectly evenly. It was now shorter in the back, meaning it only came down far enough to cover about half of her ass. The embarrassed girl looked down at herself and whined at the now scandalous size of her towel.

"Thanks," she said in an irritated tone, grabbing her keys and quickly exiting the room.

"Happy to help!" the boy called as all three of them watched the curve of her semi-bare ass leave the room. Then, he turned to the friend who had remained silent for the entire encounter. "Tell me you got that."

"Sure did," he smiled, holding up the phone he'd surreptitiously been using to record Mackenzie's plight. The boys gave a small cheer.

Mackenzie, mercifully, made the short trip back to her room without any further issues. She closed and locked the door, exhaling deeply. She felt like she'd endured an entire day and it was barely 11 AM. But still, Mackenzie reminded herself, she was back in the safety of her room, she still had her towel, and Willow would be back with breakfast any minute! The redhead's stomach growled and she checked her phone. Mackenzie's optimism began draining, however, when she saw a text from Willow about half an hour prior.

Hey Mack, ended up meeting this really funny guy and kind of want to get to know him a bit, so we're gonna go out and grab some lunch. Probs won't be back til later this afternoon sometime!

Mackenzie tried not to get angry. She tried not to focus on the fact that Willow had completely forgotten to get her anything for breakfast. She tried very hard not to get mad at the fact that Willow, knowing full well Mackenzie was essentially trapped in their dorm, was blowing her off in her time of need. Instead, Mackenzie took a few deep breaths and remembered her plan. For the next two days, she'd be the perfect roommate to Willow. Then Willow could withdraw the theft claim and Mackenzie wouldn't get expelled. Simple!

That's fine! she texted back. Good luck on your spontanteous date~ Tell me all about it later, kay?

You got it! Willow replied a minute later with an attached picture of her and guy sharing a giant pizza.

Mackenzie's stomach growled more loudly, prompting yet another sigh. She looked around the room, despite knowing what she'd find. Or rather, what she wouldn't find. Unlike most college students, Mackenzie's room was completely bereft of snacks. All her money had simply been funneled into buying more clothes. She hadn't been able to spare anything for luxuries like pretzels or granola bars.

Mackenzie was sorely tempted, yet again, to simply borrow something from Willow's closet, throw it on, and make a quick trip down to the dining hall. But she decided she simply couldn't risk it. Willow still hadn't said she could borrow anything, and if she found out Mackenzie was "stealing" from her again, well... maybe that report would get filed after all. Then she'd be suspended from school and have to explain to her parents why she'd been caught both streaking and stealing! The redhead shuddered at the thought and the motion was just enough to dislodge her towel and send it falling to the floor. Naked once again, Mackenzie blushed despite being alone in the room.

I can't believe it's really gotten to this point... she thought as she picked up the towel. Nothing left to wear but a ripped up towel. And I can't even ask my friends for help this time! Why me...

Mackenzie stepped over to the mirror and pulled her towel back on. It really was just as bad as she'd feared when she'd hastily donned it in front of the boys. To keep her womanhood completely out of view, the towel had to be low enough to show off most of her chest. The shapes of her boobs were completely visible, and Mackenzie could even see her pink areolae peeking out ever so slightly above the edge of the towel. She cringed at the thought of stepping out in public like that. Any thoughts of somehow making her way to the dining hall for a quick bite were dashed upon seeing her scantily covered body. Instead, Mackenzie flopped back onto her bed and got ready to endure a few hours of hunger. Hopefully Willow would bring back some leftovers.