"Help me put together an outfit from what we have here."

(chapter originally by Misayaka at writing.com)

Mitsuru had to be realistic. Not only was asking another girl to strip for her benefit most inappropriate, it was also impractical. She just didn't think her clothing would fit well enough to make it worth the effort.

"There must be something..." Mitsuru trailed off in thought.

The stalker, however, had an active imagination. She just smiled, winked at Mitsuru, and vanished into an adjacent stall.

Then she came back with enough unwound toilet paper in her arms to make a mummy out of a woman.

"This... um, I guess it's something?"

Mitsuru felt an unbidden blush come to her cheeks. It would be ridiculous, but when the alternative was being naked...

"V, very well."

The stalker smiled brightly and got right to work. She was very well-behaved while winding the thin paper around Mitsuru's body, but oh did she take her time.

Once she was done, the stalker took Mitsuru's hand, protectively staying close as the two went out into the hall.

It took a lot of paper to keep Mitsuru's considerable bust under cover, not to mention conceal her womanly hips and everything else, but it had been done.

She was an unbelievably enticing sight with all that barely-there toilet paper wrapped around her body, but she was not naked.

Mitsuru asked to be lead to the office, and she happily obliged.

Unfortunately, despite her preferred intentions, the 'outfit'...