She turns her head to see a redneck-looking, preteen boy aiming a gun at her.

Bent over the barrel of water she now knew was for drinking, Mackenzie looked back over her shoulder to look at the person behind her but noticed only the firearm being pointed in her direction. Mackenzie instinctively jumped up onto her toes, lifted her upper body, and threw both of her spread hands straight up in the air. As a consequence of her movements, her filthy panties, already weighted down with too much mud, barely managed to slide off the top arc of her butt cheeks, before plummeting down her shaky legs.

Mortified and scared, the bottomless gal didn't move one bit, but couldn't stop herself from letting out most of a high-pitched shriek before cutting herself off. Looking down at her feet, Mackenzie's eyes confirmed that her poor, overburdened undies were indeed draped between her ankles, and whoever was behind her had an unobstructed view of her bare ass. Despite her **** urge to cover herself and/or reposition her panties, Mackenzie **** herself to remain standing with her hands up, waiting on the armed individual behind her to do or say anything.

Eyes closed, knees shaking, butt clenched, and in a scared sweat, Mackenzie stood for nearly two minutes before a sudden sensation on her leg, much like breathing, caused her to momentarily lift the same leg from the ground. Looking downward at the ground beneath her for a second time, the bare bottomed beauty realized that the sow she spotted as she approached the property had taken an interest in her...and even more so with her muddy, panties! To top things off, she had stepped her right foot out of her displaced panties with her literal knee-jerk reaction to being smelled by the large pig. Mackenzie nervously stepped back and partially planted her foot before stopping mid-movement when she felt the barrel of the rifle poke her in her left butt cheek.

"Unless you fancy another butthole, don't move lady.", a young, male voice coldly threatened from behind her.

Mackenzie's heart sank in her chest from the boy's words, and she silently complied by remaining completely still, while the sow vigorously dug its snout around the inner side of the frightened redhead's underwear.

Now standing a little more than a foot from Mackenzie and her bare bottom, the rifle wielding figure aggressively asked, "Now what the hell are you doin' here, ma'am?"

For her part, Mackenzie had heard and understood the question, but at she initially could only get out a dainty, pathetic whimper, as her eyes focused in on the pig and her panties with visible worry and disgust. Her thoughts, meanwhile, were not in a calm enough state to communicate in a rational way, as her mind raced around in a panic for the words she required.

"W-well, umm...y-you see, my...uhh...I just was th-thinking lately that I... I wanted to guh...get outside and enj...!?!", was all Mackenzie managed to stutter out before her attention was abruptly drawn to the obsessive sow, which had grabbed hold of her precious undies with its mouth and was now trying to tug them away. With her feet spaced so far from one another and neither of them planted firmly, it took only a moment for the sow's pull to become extremely concerning for the scared, stressed, and embarrassed young lady.