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Chapter 14 by SpiralFelix SpiralFelix

Does Mackenzie find any clothes in the lost and found?

Yes, some oversized and baggy clothes

Mackenzie tore through the box's contents, and was pleased to soon feel soft fabric beneath her fingertips. She pulled out a pair of gray sweatpants and eagerly began pulling them on, feeling like she'd just won the jackpot. It was only after the redhead had stepped into and pulled up her new borrowed pants that she realized they were comically big on her. Pulling their drawstring tight and securely tying it into a knot let the sweatpants remain in place on her hips. But it immediately clear to Mackenzie that, without the drawstring, the pants would fall to the ground almost instantly.

Given how many nearby gym patrons had gotten a good long look at her bare breasts while she'd been securing the pants, Mackenzie was still quite **** to find some form of top as well. Half-decent now, the blushing beauty began rummaging through the box once again. And, yet again, luck seemed to favor her. Barely a few seconds later, Mackenzie found a black tank top. Paying no attention to its slightly musty smell, the gym instructor donned the shirt, greedily pulling it down to cover her boobs.

It, too, was rather large on her mostly slender frame. But at least the tank top stayed relatively securely on her shoulders. Its large neck hole did, however, reveal a generous amount of Mackenzie's chest. But compared to no shirt at all, it was miles better. Mackenzie allowed herself to heave a huge sigh of relief, once again fully dressed.

"Thanks, Ali," she said, leaning over the desk to hand the box back. "These were literal lifesavers."

"Oh don't mention it!" she cheerfully said, putting the box back down on the floor. "I'll, um, let you know as soon as any of your lost stuff shows up, so don't worry about that!"

"Oh, uh, right," Mackenzie said, sourly remembering not only her stolen clothes, but her stolen bag, phone, and keys as well. "Thanks..."

"Um! Well!" Ali said, scrambling to think of something to fill the silence. "I can, uh, let you know your next class for the day! ...If you'd like!"

"Oh right," Mackenzie said. Somewhere between her serene yoga session and her frantic scramble to get dressed again, Mackenzie had forgotten that she still had a job to do. "What is it?"

What kind of class is Mackenze leading next?

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