Lost Clothes

Danielle started to tie the top piece on. The bottom string across my chest disappeared under her breasts. She pulled each "cup" around her breasts and then tied it up behind her neck. Danielle then adjusted the small string that ran down the center of each cup. She imagined this string was supposed to cross each nipple, but her nipples sit high up and point slightly outward.

She picked up the bottom piece and tied it on. This was odd. The tiny triangle in front didn't cover her pussy. In fact as she put it on, the string passed between her pussy lips. She turned around and looked at her ass in the mirror. The white sting was all but invisible. Danille was essentially naked from behind! Even the young girls she'd passed on the beach wouldn't dream of wearing this thing in public no matter how fit they are!

She decided she'd had enough fun with this suit and decided to return it to the package. Danielle turned to pick up her original bikini and change back into it when she got the shock of my life. Her old bikini wasn't on the seat anymore. Her heart jumped into my throat. In horror she realized that she had walked back into the wrong change-room. She had handed the only other suit she had to the sales girl. Danielle stood there in shock. She had nothing to wear except this pornographic bikini!

"Oh my fucking God," Danielle said to herself.

She started to panic. Even with this "bikini" on Danielle was still naked, and how was she going to get into the next change booth to get her clothes?

What the hell was she going to do? Danielle could slip out and into the next booth quickly and grab her clothes, or she could dash out and...

Danielle shook my head. Any way around it she was essentially walking out of the change booth into a crowded shop, next to naked!

She opened the door a crack and peeked out. The store was full of people. The sales-girl was nowhere to be seen.

She pictured herself dashing over to the bin of bathing suits, grabbing one and dashing back. She imagined her tits bouncing every which way while people watched my bare ass run across the floor. No. Danielle could walk out slowly and calmly, pretending she wasn't naked, pretending she was wearing this invisible bikini on purpose. At least she wouldn't be jiggling all over the place! At least she'd have some dignity.

The more Danielle thought about it the more she got upset, so she took a deep breath and opened the change room door.

Danielle stepped out of the change room and walked onto the floor. It took every ounce of willpower she had not to wrap one arm over her near-bare chest and clutch her pussy with the other hand. She thought if she act like nothing is wrong, she might go unnoticed if only for a few moments.

"Oh my God," Danielle heard someone whisper from behind her. She could see heads turning everywhere. She saw men smiling and woman gasping. She felt like she was moving in slow motion. Each step away from the change room brought her further into the crowd.

Danielle grabbed the first bathing suit she could reach in the first bin that presented itself to me. She turned and, just as quickly walked straight back to the change room. This would all be over in a minute. When she got to the change room Danielle put her hand on the knob and pulled. She felt sick. she pulled on the handle but it did not open.

"Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck," Danielle muttered. she moved to the next booth. It was also locked. she tried the next and the next. All the change rooms were occupied. This was a nightmare!

"Are you ok?" She heard a voice say. Danielle turned her head to see a young man standing there. "Are you ok," he asked again, "You look.. frazzled."

She was only half-listening. Her eyes scanned each change room waiting for the door to open so she could rush in and end this humiliation. Another moment passed. Danielle considered running from the store.

Danille couldn't take it any longer. she saw a curtain in the corner of the store and dashed over to it. Behind the curtain was a well-lit stock room. Two young men were stacking boxes on a shelf. Their jaws dropped when they saw her. I didn't care at this point. She just wanted to cover my body and get out of that store. She untied the top and pulled it off her chest letting it fall to the floor.

"Whoa," whispered the first young man.

Danielle pulled hard on the ties on each side of the bikini bottom. Instead of falling off, each string became a tight knot.

"Shit!!" She exclaimed. The two young men exchanged looks. They were smiling from ear to ear. Danielle tried in vain to untie the first knot. She stood there furiously pulling at it. Her big bare breasts shook and jiggled with every pull. She finally realized she just had to push it off her which she did in one quick motion. She unwrapped the other bikini she had in her hand. She stood there naked again for a moment fumbling with the bikini. She learned how difficult it is to get into a bikini when your hands are shaking!