Willow is telling the truth

Chapter originally by Phantom Pen on writing . com

"So you're telling me you don't have anything to help me out?" Mackenzie asked, her heart sinking.

"W-well... I can't give you anything to wear right now, but I'll gladly give you something as soon as the laundry is done! In the meantime, why don't you go wash up?" Willow offered. "You, ah... your butt looks like you were sitting on something dirty."

Mackenzie blushed. She hadn't considered what kind of grime that bicycle seat might have had on it. Glancing over her shoulder, the naked redhead was just able to see a bit of her own curvy ass, and sure enough she saw a dark smear. Besides that, running around outside barefoot, hiding in shrubbery and sitting in the grass couldn't have done her any favors in the hygiene department. A shower was probably the best thing right now.

"Thanks, Willow. I'll show myself to the shower." Mackenzie said, giving her friend a grateful nod and slowly making her way to her friend's bathroom. Acutely aware of her nudity, Mackenzie kept her bare backside away from Willow, even if doing so required she awkwardly strafe down the hallway.

Slipping into the bathroom, Mackenzie shut the door firmly behind her and climbed into the shower. Turning the handle, she listened to the shallow rumbling of pipes as the shower started up. Things were looking up, slowly, but surely. A nice shower, a short wait, and she'd have clothes on again. At last.

Or at least that's what she hoped.