She waits a few days before striking.

( Originally write by Bluefish at Write.com)

Willow made to push past Mackenzie and run into the room, **** to get away from Beth so Beth was no longer witness to her degradation, but Beth caught her arm as she did so. Willow flinched, not expecting the sudden contact, and stiffened as Beth leaned in close to whisper to her - so close that Willow could feel her breath tickle her ear, and smell her sweet scent.

"Come talk to me tomorrow," whispered Beth. "I want to help you."

With that, she released Willow's arm and turned around without another word, walking casually back to her room, her long hair swishing behind her. Willow gaped after her for a moment, then remembered she was still naked and rushed inside.

The moment the door was closed, Willow shrieked at Mackenzie, "I can't believe you did that to me! Beth saw me naked!"

Mackenzie shrugged, trying not to crack up. "So what? Nothing she hasn't seen before! Besides," she now failed to keep the laughter from breaking through, "you needed to work up the nerve to talk to her anyway! So when you think about it like that, I actually helped you out!"

Willow was grabbing random clothes from the pile on the floor and pulling them on as quickly as she could. "You're going to pay for that," she hissed as she lay on her back trying to yank a pair of skinny jeans over her hips, her bare breasts shaking with the effort. "I swear to God you're going to pay for that."

"Oh, please." Mackenzie waved a hand dismissively as she picked up her own clothes and headed back into the bathroom to get dressed. "Just admit I won and get over it. It was just a prank, Will - not that big of a big deal."

The next day, Willow was trembling again, but not from humiliation this time. She was trembling because she was having coffee with Beth, and this time it was like a dream come true instead of a nightmare. They were sitting in a corner booth of the campus cafe, and Beth was wearing tight pants and a sleeveless blouse with several buttons undone, exposing quite a lot of-

"Hey. My eyes are up here."

Blushing, Willow jerked her gaze up guiltily. "Sorry."

Beth took a sip of coffee. "So like I was saying, it was really shitty what your friend did to you. I've been there, and I know from experience that it's not fun to be paraded around naked in public. Only I didn't have the option of covering up. And there were a lot more people watching."

Willow blushed redder, trying not to shiver with excitement as she pictured this.

"So what I'd like to do is help you get even. Give Madison a taste of her own medicine."

"Mackenzie," Willow corrected, almost apologetically.

"Whatever. Basically what I'm saying is, if you're up to it, I'll help you prank Madeline back. And if you want," Beth leaned in and spoke in a murmur, "we can make it ten times worse than what she did to you."

A thrill passed over her. Willow leaned in, not quite able to believe that this was happening. "What, um, what did you have in mind?"