She tries on a few dresses, but gets a little stuck

As they entered the store, both Mackenzie and Bri were surprised to see how empty it was. There were still several customers milling about, but compared to the crazily crowded rest of the mall, the store practically seemed like a ghost town. The amount of clothes on the wall, likewise, seemed quite measly.

"Look, all of their big sales ended yesterday," Bri muttered, pointing at a large sign by the entrance, promoting up to 75% off most items. "Guess that's why there's barely anybody here."

"Hi, welcome to EUF Outfitters!" an employee said as they entered. She was about to continue her obviously scripted greeting when she caught sight of Mackenzie wearing nothing but lingerie. Her cheery professional composure instantly faltered into abject amusement. She stifled a laugh as she said, "Let me guess miss, you're looking for a trench coat today to complete your look?"

"Huh?" Bri said, utterly confused by the comment.

"Ignore her," Mackenzie muttered. She knew by now the look of someone who thought she was undressed in public for kicks, and what she'd said only hammered that home. "Let's go find something I can put on quickly."

Wasting no time, Mackenzie quickly grabbed the closest dress she could find. She was about to immediately begin pulling it on when her friend spoke up.

"Wait a sec, we should double check," Bri said before turning back to the employee. "Do you guys have a rule about customers not being allowed to wear things until after they've actually bought them?"

The employee paused for a moment, intrigued by the question. She glanced over to the blushing, underwear-clad redhead and then back to the blonde who had posed the oddly specific question. She had no idea exactly what kind of stunt these two were pulling, but if it meant a chance to tease the lingerie model a bit longer, she'd play along.

"Yep. Sure do! Customers can't wear any of the merchandise except in the dressing rooms," she said, confidently. "Actually, I think that's a standard rule at pretty much every store in the mall."

"Bri, why did you have to ask her that?" Mackenzie groaned. "Now I'm gonna have to spend even longer in just my underwear."

"No, this is perfect! I've got it all planned out," Bri said. "We go to the dressing room. You try on the dress to make sure it fits. Then I'll go buy it for you while you stay put. Once I come back with the fully purchased dress, you can put it on and we can both do some fully clothed shopping at our leisure." Bri sported a smile, clearly proud of her thought process.

"Sounds fine to me," Mackenzie wearily said. She couldn't wait to simply be wearing a full outfit again.

The two girls headed for the rear corner of the store, and found the five dressing rooms all seemingly empty. Mackenzie opted for the furthest one, closed the door, and began to pull the dress on.

"I'll even go grab you another thing or two while you try it on!" Bri called. It would only take her a minute to get the dress on, given that she was already undressed, but Mackenzie didn't even bother to protest as she heard Bri's receding footsteps.

She instead began tugging on the minidress. It was a white knit strapless dress, selected mostly by virtue of being one of the few items left in the store. It was certainly on the smaller side, coming down only to Mackenzie's mid-thigh, but it seemed to be about the right size for Mackenzie at least, clinging to her curves. Most importantly of all, it was much better than being naked, so Mackenzie was totally fine with it.

"Found another dress for you!" Bri called out as she returned. Mackenzie opened the tiny room's door and stepped out for her new friend to see the dress. "Ohmygod it looks gorgeous on you!" she cried. "Although you should really be wearing a strapless bra with that..."

"It fits and that's enough for me right now," Mackenzie said. After an insistence from her friend, Mackenzie did a small spin to fully model the dress.

"Well here, try this one on next," Bri said, handing Mackenzie a lavender short-sleeved dress, "and I'll go buy the white one for you!"

Mackenzie stepped back into the dressing room and quickly tugged the strapless dress off her body. She hung it on the top of the stall and Bri grabbed it a moment later.

"Be right back!" the bubble girl said, leaving Mackenzie in solitude again. She sighed. Bri was... something of a headache to deal with. But damn if she wasn't doing her best to help Mackenzie get some clothes to wear again, and that meant the world to her, given her current wardrobe predicament.

As Mackenzie began tugging on the new dress Bri had picked out, it immediately became clear that it was too small for her. The garment was ridiculously tight on her, and it took some serious effort to get it all tugged into place. Over a full minute of work later, Mackenzie looked at herself in the mirror. It was a nice dress, but clearly a bit too small for her. She felt uncomfortable just standing there in it. She couldn't imagine ever actually wearing it out somewhere for an extended period of time! So, Mackenzie began pulling the dress back up her body, idly wondering when Bri would return.

Unfortunately, the removal process turned out to be much more difficult than the initial donning process had been. At first, Mackenzie was afraid the dress wasn't going to budge! But with slow gradual tugs, she was able to slowly work the garment up her body. That was, until it got above her head. At a certain point, the tight dress began restricting Mackenzie's arms, which were still stuck in its arm-holes. It **** her arms upward, making it ridiculously awkward to try and tug the bottom of the dress any higher.

"Oh for... You've gotta be kidding me!" Mackenzie said. The dress was still stuck around her chest, leaving the bottom inch of her bra on display (plus everything below it). And she could not, for the life of her, tug it any higher! The rest of the lavender fabric was up around Mackenzie's head, obscuring her view and trapping her arms in a straight up position.

"Come! On! You! Stupid! Dress!" she grunted with each attempt to pull the dress off herself.

Mackenzie began flailing around slightly, trying anything and everything she could to dislodge the dress. After one particularly energetic jump maneuver, Mackenzie felt something change. But not for the better. The very bottom edge of the dress (which was currently the highest in the air) had gotten snagged on something. Mackenzie looked up and saw that it was, indeed, caught on a hook on the wall.

"Fuck!" she shouted, already beyond the edge of her rope after how the day had gone. She tried to pull it free, but got nowhere. She tried to use the hook to pull the dress higher, but that didn't work either. Mackenzie was stuck standing there, arms trapped over her head, wearing only her red panties from the waist down and with her black bra peeking into view. Despite the seclusion, the redhead blushed again. She'd have to wait for Bri's return before she was getting free from this one.

"Justtttt great," she complained. "How could this get any worse?"

Her question was answered by the sound of the dressing room door slowly creaking open. She had accidentally bumped the faulty latch in her earlier struggles to free herself, and now the door had finally opened. Luckily, she was still alone in the dressing room area and Bri would be returning any moment. In fact, Mackenzie heard some approaching footsteps that very moment. She gave a small sigh of relief.

"Bri! In here! I, uh, need a little help..." she called.

It was only as the footsteps reached the door that Mackenzie had a terrifying thought. This was Bri who had arrived, right?!