There's some aftermath, but also some releif

Once again, Special thanks to SpiralFelix for the ideas for this chapter, and for trusting me to finish this story.

Mackenzie shivered as she took a brief moment to look around for any students returning from their own planned activities. She was all too glad that campus had no night events for today, otherwise the naked redhead would have yet another infamous streak that would be recorded forever. Still, that's didn't make this any easier. With it being late fall, she was fairly certain the temperature was in the mid forties, if not lower. And with her not having anything to conserve heat, she was absolutely freezing.

Ughh...I can't wait to be back to my room... she thought to herself, her hand still clutching her purse in front of aching womanhood. Meanwhile her other arm still did its job at coverings her breasts. Though she was constantly catching herself squeezing one of the soft globes of flesh. Despite Corey turning out to be a piece of shit, his second largest impression was certainly knowing how to get a girl riled up....

"Mnnn...I hate how good he was at it too...." Mackenzie moaned in a mixture of frustration and pleasure, her hand still rolling her tit around.

She closed her eyes, her fingers assaulting her icy nipple in a soft pinched. She hated how horny she was, how pleasure overwhelmed her emotions. But she had to keep on, she had to be close...right? Despite coming to this conclusion, her body continued to betray her mind, and her hand let go of her purse to rub her aching pussy. Not long after, two fingers slid in. Her legs began to tremble, a gentle moan echoed into the night sky.

A few more squeezing sessions and pinches later, along with few thrusts with her fingers, her eyes fluttered open. The lights to her dorm! She was in the final stretch!

Putting the breaks on her public masturbation session, Mackenzie mustered up her strength and Scooped up her purse again before she began to run towards the dormitory.

A minute later she came bursting in, zooming past the common room where many students were playing games or hanging out. A few cheers shot up, praising Mackenzie for getting into another "successful" streak. Mackenzie had them all but tuned out as she made her way towards the stairs and began to climb them up to the fourth floor where her room was. She sighed as the rooms heater began to kiss her cold flesh, and she thanked her lucky stars that the heaters were working tonight.

Mackenzie passed by her own floor's rec room, and another wave of cheers shot up again. Only adding to her shame as she began to walk down the hall on shaky legs. She was tired, both physically and mentally. She was also the most cold she had ever been in her life, and worse of all, she hadn't been this sexually frustrated in some time. But she was finally at her room.

She began to dig for her keys when she heard voices on the other side.

"Do you think she's okay? She hasn't replied to any of our texts." She heard Marianne through the door.

"Eh, knowing Mack, she's probably fine. Just really caught up in the date or going through another session of losing her clothes." Willow assured her.

Mackenzie wanted to shout through the door, but she could only close her eyes in shame as she carefully leaned on the way next to the door. Willow wasn't wrong...it was exactly that. Yet another humiliating adventure she had to endure.

"But it's nearly 9:30. And no replies? That isn't like her. What if she got arrested or worse, hurt?"

"Calm down Marianne, I'm sure Mackenzie will be bursting through that dorm any second now." Willow assured her.

Once again, Willow wasn't wrong. The naked redhead kind of hated how right the dirty blonde girl had been this evening. But that would have to wait. So Mackenzie steeled herself as she finally got the motivation to dig her key out before anyone decided to get further glances of her from the common room, and she unlocked her door, forcing it open.

There they were. Willow sitting at her normal spot on her desk, while Marianne was sitting at Mackenzie's desk in turn.

Mackenzie two friends glanced over at her, Marianne's eyes full of concern, while Willow had her signature smirk.

"See, what did I tell you!" Willow bragged, smirking as Marianne hastily walked up to her taller friend and pulled her into a tight, comforting hug. Mackenzie was all too eager to return it, not caring about her nudity for the current moment.

"We were so worried about you!" Marianne sympathetically claimed, still holding the naked redhead tightly. "You didn't reply! Are you okay? You're freezing cold!"

Mackenzie just sighed, it made sense that Marianne was worried, her phone had been dead for the better part of two hours nearly. Not to mention with the weather going south very quickly, it now added getting sick to the potential hazards Mackenzie would have to navigate around.

"Sorry about that..." Mackenzie softly answered, pushing away from Marianne and walking over to her bed to sit on it, sighting as she felt her soft green sheets against her ass and thighs "my phone died and well...Hell you both see me right now...."

"Yeah, I kind of saw it coming." Willow shrugged, she then tabbed over to the student message board for their dorm. She then pulled the image onto her phone before walking over to them share the image. "Check it out."

There Mackenzie was, merely 30 minutes ago. She was dashing through park, her pale skin colored with a mixture of gold and blue. Her breasts bouncing up, and her shaved pussy prominently on display thanks to the cameras flash. And behind her, clear as day were three large blue letters that spelled ENF while a series of gold fireworks shot behind them. Usually night photos were grainy...but this one was quite clear and high detailed.

Mackenzie looked at it with wide eyes before groaning and looking down at herself. "Great...another photo for the archives and now I owe Willow a shirt..."

"Damn right you do!" Her roommate confirmed, almost too cheerily.

Mackenzie didn't say anything, instead she just looked at her naked legs. Her eyes full of frustration and arousal. She really wanted to masturbate, but now here...not with her friends in front of her.

"You...wouldn't happen to salvage my skirt by any chance." Marianne said after a moment.

Mackenzie shivered, but from the cold and her own personal guilt. She then shook her head meekly before glancing up at Marianne in personal shame. "I'm so sorry Marianne..."

The shorter girl was silent for a moment, but she just shook her head while smiled sadly. She then patted Mackenzie on the shoulder. "Hey, it's okay. Sure it was expensive...but I'm just you're okay. I can always get another skirt."

The room went quiet again, and Mackenzie continued to just feel the guilt of having lost the clothes her friends had loaned. Especially someone who had been as supportive as Marianne.

"So...how much do you have left?" Willow asked, raising an eyebrow.

Mackenzie sighed, and she reluctantly got up, walking over to her dresser to look inside for what clean clothes she had. All she had was a pink tank-top, a pair of purple panties,and a pair of purple socks. Not to mention her leggings that she had forgotten to put on. She had thirty bucks to her name at this point, she had won it during beer pong a few nights ago, which she could use to get a few more articles. But with a month of college left to go, she was terrifyingly low on clothes.

Mackenzie scooped out her minuscule supply of clothes and dropped them on her bed. She knew Willow's ritual by this point, the blonde girl would want her clothes replaced, and she was more than willing to take it out of the redhead's drawers.

"Each of you take your fill...I owe you that much." She hesitantly offered, knowing full well she couldn't afford to lose any more of them.

Unsurprisingly, Willow grinned and swiped the pink tank top away, tossing it on her side of the dorm. Mackenzie could only sigh in defeat as she looked over at Marianne, figuring she would claim her tights. That would mean Mackenzie would only be left with her panties and socks, and if she recalled, a black T-shirt and a pair of black panties in her dirty clothes hamper. And in her closet was a simple yellow and blue dress that Marianne had loaned her at the start of November.

Marianne looked at the clothes, and then at Mackenzie. "Mackenzie, I'm not gonna take from your pile. Okay?"

Despite saying this, Mackenzie could tell that Marianne was still a bit upset over the skirt getting lost. The naked redhead couldn't exactly blame her either. It seemed like Marianne's clothes had been the main ones to take damage the last week or two, which probably also meant that Marianne's wardrobe had taken some bad hits as a result.

The silence pressed on, and Mackenzie just nodded before she scooped her clothes off her bed and stowed it away once more. she then looked back at her bed, and a terrible idea hit her. She didn't want to do it, but she also didn't want Marianne to be upset with her either...maybe this could get Mackenzie some brownie points.

The naked beauty returned to her bed again, grabbing her pillow and pulled the green pillowcase off, setting it on the edge. She then began to pull off the sheets too, revealing the bare mattress.

Mackenzie didn't like the idea of not having any bedding, but it would be worth it to pay her friend back. Besides, she had slept on it bare for a week while she bought back her necessities, what was another month and a half, right?

Mackenzie took the bundled cloth and meekly held it out. "Here...you can sell them to buy a brand-new skirt...it should get you some money."

"Mackenzie I'm-"

"Please! Just take them!" The naked beauty insisted, her voice a bit shakey. It was certainly taking a lot of her mental strength to not go back on her offer, but she wanted to set things right by her friend.

Another moment of silence came before finally, Marianne sighed. She then reached out and took the sheets. "Okay...thank you, Mackenzie."

Mackenzie nodded, before her legs gave out and she sat down on her bare mattress. Shivering a bit from both the material bushing against her ass, but also due to her growing anxiety of running out of clothes.

"Do you...wanna talk about your date? It is Friday so we don't have to worry about classes." Marianne offered.

Mackenzie shook her head, still finding it futile to cover up after everything she had been through tonight. "I appreciate it, but...I think I just want to sleep and go shopping tomorrow."

Marianne nodded. "Sounds good...I have some dresses I'm not really wearing. I'll bring two of them for you to wear."

"Yeah! And I just got a huge money gift from my folks. I could spare $25 and get you some panties." Willow offered, causing Mackenzie to smile. Little did Mackenzie know, this had been from when Willow swiped Mackenzie's panties and shorts to sell. The dirty blonde was still spending the cash she got from that heist.

The naked freshmen nodded. "Okay...sounds like a good idea...and Willow...can you go get us some Bagels?"

Willow blinked while Marianne was departing with Mackenzie's sheets. "Wait, seriously? Mack, it's almost 9:40 now..."

Mackenzie glared at the blond girl. "It'll only take 5 minutes...just go to the common room."

Willow sighed, walking up to the girl before giving an unusually serious expression, much like she had sported earlier in the day while Mackenzie was getting dressed.

"If you say so, my dear Mack~" she teased before she reached up, tweaking both of Mackenzie hard pink nipples in her hands.

Normally Mackenzie would be shocked, or the even more common occurrence, pissed off. But with how aroused she was after her date, all she could do was close her eyes in shame and suppress the whimper of pleasure before Willow let go and went to shut the door behind her. Already she could hear her flirting with someone named Sean, who apparently spotted her groping session.

But Mackenzie was finally alone, and the proper mask she had been sporting the past 15 minutes melted away. She could finally deal with this.

She laid back on her mattress, her hands reaching up to cup her tender breasts. A suppressed moan leaving her throat before she went back up and tweaked her nipples, and held the motion much longer than Willow had. Once again jolts of pleasure began coursing through her teased body.

"Mmm...fuck..." she breathed, one of her her hands sliding down her chilled stomach to brush her fingers over her wet pussy. Her hips bucked up, and unlike Corey tonight, Mackenzie wouldn't be holding back with this. She swung her legs over the bed while she slid back to rest her head on her equally naked pillow.

Warmth from both the heater and her masturbation began to finally hit her, and a moan of satisfaction left her lips. Her fingers slid into her soaked treasure a sharp gasp filling the air next. She was surprised by how easily they went in without resistance, but she wouldn't complain.

"F-fuck..." she repeated, teasing her nipple with her other hand. Her mind thinking back to her ex, who had always been kind and caring to her.

"Mnnn...MNNN!" She moaned, sealing her lips in an attempt to keep herself quiet, lest the rest of their floor knew what she was doing. But it was getting hard, she could already feel her orgasm approaching. By this point, the naked Mackenzie was just grateful she could finally cum.

It only took a minute of moaning and playing with herself for her to Reach her climax.

"MNNN...FUCK! I'm- AAAAAAH!" She cried out, her closed eyes now seeing white as her orgasm poured over her like a tsunami of pleasure. Her hips and ass raised off the bed, and she squirted her juices out over her hand. Finally, after three hours of stimulation, she had finally cummed.

Mackenzie humped her hand for another 10 seconds before her entire body went limp. The physical and mental fatigue coursing through her quickly to replace the pleasure.

Tonight had been a disaster. Another outfit was gone, she was still very much single and lonely. Worse of all, the anxiety that she could very well run out of clothes made Mackenzie shiver.

Still panting from her night, Mackenzie sat up and grabbed her thick winter blanket that was at the edge of her bed, pulling it around her naked body. And a few minutes later, the only noise that would fill the air of her dorm would be her gentle breath as she slept.

The next day, Mackenzie went shopping with her friends, and she was able to get a few articles of clothing for the week. Outside of flashing Willow and Marianne her purple panties, no mishaps struck the redhead. Much to her relief.

However, one rumor began to circulate the dorm, especially among her floor. That night when Mackenzie had returned from her date, loud moaning had begun to permeate the air for a solid minute or two, and many wondered if it came from her room. It seemed she hadn't been so quiet when pleasing herself.

Mackenzie never acknowledged the rumors, instead she would always hurry on by, acting as if she was too preoccupied to hear them. However, her cheeks always did burn a light shade of red. For the next week or so, people began to wonder if she was the one making those noises.

Yet another humiliating chapter was added to her humiliating first semester of college.