They run

Robin glanced around madly as the Demogorgon moved closer, reaching a monstrous hand out. There was no running, the room was small enough that it could close the gap to anywhere quickly, and if her option was going out into the cafe...

She'd just end up exposed in front of even more people. And for that matter, she wasn't sure she wanted to leave Nancy alone.

Though there was... one other option. She took a breath, and started hurrying, ducking past the creature.

Nancy watched. Robin sprinted past, and her top was caught by a sharp claw, her bare back briefly visible to Nancy as the Demogorgon took it and swallowed, distracted for a second. Then Nancy realized what Robin was doing.

"Robin, no!" Nancy shouted.

Either not hearing her, or too frantic to care, Robin ignored her and ran straight into the portal the Demogorgon had come from, barrelling headfirst into the strange netherscape the boys had apparently nicknamed the Downside Up.

Nancy stared incredulously. The place filled with monsters, clothes-destroying air, and who knew what else. It might not be a cramped back room at a mall filled with people, and there might be fewer people who could see them there, but that didn't make it an escape.

The Demogorgon, fixated on its prey, began to turn around to leave. Nancy's eyes widened.

If it left, it'd close the breach behind it. If she wanted to help Robin, then...

Oh god, she couldn't really be doing this again. Nancy bit her lip, scooped up the shirt as the sole garment she had, and ran right past the monster before she could talk herself out of it. Wincing, she returned to the shadowy world that had brought her so much humiliation.

Robin was a few steps away, still moving, blue skirt flaring up to flash her bare ass as she ran. The Scoops Ahoy supply hadn't exactly come with underwear. Meanwhile, Nancy hurriedly pulled the too-big shirt over her head, by sheer luck putting it on the right way around. It dropped down to cover a little over half her butt, though the V-shaped neck hole (meant to be worn with an undershirt to complete the sailor look) showed far more cleavage than she was comfortable with.

"Robin!" Nancy called.

Green lightning flashed across the sky. Robin stumbled, awe and shock making her motionless.

"Robin, run!" Nancy shouted.

There was the roar of the Demogorgon behind her. Nancy didn't turn around; Robin however did, and what she saw made her eyes go wide. Nancy just caught up with her, before they both sprinted off through the shadowy, almost overgrown-looking dark parallel of the mall.

Fear overrode modesty and spurred them on. The topless Robin barely thought about how her boobs responded to her frantic motion, hurrying down the stairs and out into the wide open otherworld, jumping over weird roots and vines that consumed the familiar layout. Her pale skin was starkly apparently around her blue skirt, a skirt that kept rising up from each **** step, more and more of her ass come into view.

Nancy ran after her. Even though she was more familiar with the ground, it wasn't by much. Her shirt was far too loose, which had the benefit of hanging low, and the problem of rising up so easily. It was halfway up her stomach more than once, leaving the cool, heavy air of this place to wrap around her legs, her pussy entirely exposed, and her ass getting increasingly used to the feeling of the air against it.

They ran together, only slowing long after the sound of roars had dyed down, and after Nancy risked a glance back over her shoulder.

"It's... I think it's gone," Nancy said, panting.

"You're sure?" Robin said. She slowed, her chest heaving in a way that would definitely have caught her attention if it had been Nancy's body moving like that.

"Must've thought we were too much trouble. This time," Nancy said. She took a deep breath, then exploded. "Why did you do that?! Do you know what this place is?!"

"You said you were here before," Robin said. "And if that thing's already hunting me, things can hardly get worse. You got out, didn't you? We just do that again, and we won't be at the mall surrounded by people."

"I was rescued!" Nancy said. "One of the kids has... weird powers. She opened a doorway, and it exhausted her. I don't know when she'll be up to doing that again, or even when they'll look for us."

Robin's eyes widened. She hesitated, then looked around the eerie landscape. They were out in the middle of the street, the familiar houses now dark, covered in weird weeds unlike anything she'd ever seen, the sky cold and black. No stars, nothing except rare flashes of green. Shivering, she crossed her arms. All that stopped her covering her boobs with both of them was needing to use one hand to hastily adjust her skirt as it started to slip down her legs, too loose just like Nancy's top.

Speaking of, Nancy fidgeted, pushing her top down to get as much modesty as she could from the inadequate garment.

"Oh," Robin said.

"Yeah," Nancy said, staring back. "And that thing isn't the only thing that lives here. Even the air damages clothes. It makes them... brittle, or something, I don't know."

Robin took another nervous look around the strange place. Nancy did the same, skin prickling. She wasn't sure if it was fear of what lived there, or just the strange air.

"So we're trapped in a place where we're going to end up naked sooner or later, surrounded by monsters," Robin said.

"Pretty much," Nancy said.

Robin hesitated. Then looked at Nancy.

"Ok. It's bad," she said. "But look on the bright side."

"There's a bright side?!"

"No one else I'd rather be stuck naked with," Robin said. She managed a shaky grin.