The town, but Annabelle keeps having wardrobe malfunctions

"I don't know, guys," Annabelle sighed, cognizant of her bare feet gently sinking into the dirt, "I don't want the two of us to lose our clothes in the river or something. I'm sure there are showers in town."

"Fair enough," Katie replied, "we can get cleaned up and changed there."

"Oh, you all are cowards!" Mary scowled playfully, "But if you insist..."

So the four girls - half of them clothed, half of them naked - marched down the trail. The two naked girls marched up front while Katie and Annabelle chatted behind them.

"How was it, with Sarah?" Katie asked Annabelle.

"We talked, it was fine..." Annabelle blushed and looked away.

"No, I mean when you did more than talking," Katie pressed on cheekily.

Annabelle gasped in shock, "we didn't do nothin' but talk!" she almost shouted defensively.

"Then why did you change your pants? And what about your shoes?" Katie continued and pointed at Annabelle's bottoms...

"I already told you, that was all an accident!" Annabelle protested.

"Yeah, sure..." Katie scoffed in disbelief.

The group passed by a thicket of trees with low-hanging branches, and the trail narrowed so each pair of women had to walk right by one another. Annabelle walked slowly among the branches, distracted by how a few of them thwacked Sarah's and Mary's bare backsides and bottoms, until she tried to pull forward and was stopped. She tried once more, but realized quickly how much of a mistake that was as she felt the right side of her shirt and the right cup of her bra shear straight off. She stumbled forward and looked back to see both of her top garments torn apart by a low-hanging branch.

"Damn it!" Annabelle shrugged her backpack off and rubbed her right shoulder, which had gotten a small friction burn from the backpack straps in the commotion. She unzipped it and pulled out a t-shirt.

"Are you okay?" Katie asked with concern.

"Yeah..." she put the t-shirt on and rummaged through the rest of her backpack. "But that was all I had for spare clothes..." she grabbed the remains of her old top and bra and stuffed them in the backpack.

Annabelle silently cursed her luck as she and Katie jogged a bit to catch up to the naked women. She had lost her shoes, and now she didn't have any bras - she felt her nipples rub up against her new shirt! She also didn't want to think about how she didn't have any other clothes left besides what she was wearing, and thus would have to wear these clothes yet again after showering.