The girls get caught in their skimpy towels by someone along the way

(chapter originally by faith on writing.com)

"Sooooo...." Chie began.

The four girls stood on the landing of the staircase, staring out over the first floor hallway. As far as they could see the chaotic mass of humanity swarmed, guests hauling luggage or gathering keys, staff scurying everywhere on a thousand errands, cooks trying to deliver their products, and on it went. Yukiko noted with a sinking feeling that the number of guests had surely tripled since she had taken her ill fated shower.

"Our plan is to go through that..." Chie continued.

The four girls glanced down at their attire. Fluffy white towels clung tightly to their frames, held in place by white knuckled hands. The cleavage each girl had on display was almost obscene, the towel wrapped so tightly around their bodies it actually squeezed the breasts and exaggerated their apparent proportions beyond their already generous size. Even Chie, the smallest bus size, stood out in this regard. Alas, the towel only barely covered their lower half, offering a hint of each girl's butt cheek. Any attempt to cover above or above the waste more completely would mean exposing the other side too much for decency.

"...dressed like this." Chie finished.

Naoto cleared her throat. "Correct."

"...Aren't you supposed to be the smart one?" Chie muttered.

"I had to think on my feet! Rise had no objection!" Naoto said.

"Well, yeah! I got to tease Amagi here about being in a towel! That doesn't mean I was super excited to go back down there like this! Besides..it didn't look so crowded on the way up..." Rise whispered.

"Like you said, Rise-chan...we didn't have this many guests last night. All these people started arriving after word spread that I was seen naked! All of those people came here hoping it would happen again! We're going to walk through a crowd that came here to leer at undressed high school girls!" Yukiko said, squeeking the last part out in a blush.

"...." Rise paused. "S-somehow that seemed a lot funnier when it was just teasing you and we still had clothes on..."

"Somehow..." Yukiko echoed. "We...we should get going. Standing around will just draw more attention."

Indeed it already had. As the four made their way down the stairs they were greeted with whistles and suppressed snickering. Yukiko pressed her legs tightly together, instinctively rising on her tip toes and timidly making her way down the hall. She felt the familiar sensation of every eye upon her, and she was certain at least a few cell phones were snapping pictures. She trembled a little as a stab of arousal threatened to bring her to her knees, but she kept her footing. Not here. Please not here.

"Ah! There you are!" A familiar voice rang out.

Who could it be.