There’s nothing for her there!

Rachel turned, expecting to see the pile of clothes she came here with. Instead she was met with the sight of empty floor. Panicked, Rachel spun around the small changing cubicle, looking for her clothes. Where were they? Did someone take them? She looked at her outfit in the mirror now, with fear on her face. She was dressed solely in her black panties that she came here with, and absolutely nothing else. This was terrible!

Rachel racked her brain trying to think of a way out. She could just wait here all day, then nobody would ever see her dressed like this, or spot her boyish chest. She knew that that wasn’t an option though. She could try call for help, hope somebody heard her? Or leave the safety of the cubicle to try and search for clothes, but doing so clad in only panties would be embarrassing if she got seen.