From bad to worse

Hope remembered to pick her phone up from the floor, at least. It had been in her pocket; it hadn't shrunken with her pants. Always paid to keep it on her.

Then she hurried from the lab, flushing slightly as she passed the ants. No, they wouldn't be staring at her, they had no reason to, don't think like that. She might as well have been alone.

Just, alone in a place she normally worked alongside her father. There was no way it would ever feel normal to be in just her underwear and shoes.

Without warning her phone rang; she almost dropped it. Quickly, she answered.

"Get out," her father's voice said before she could speak.

"Dad?"

"They've found us," he said. "Get out the building now, so I can shrink it."

"I- uh," Hope hesitated.

"You know it's not safe to stay inside," her father said. "The machine's not finished. Hope!"

"I had, uh, a kin dof accident in the lab-"

"It doesn't matter," her father said, "No waiting. Unless you want them to catch us, get out the building now!"

He hung up, abrupt as ever. Hope stared incredulously at her phone.

Of all the times...

But it wasn't as though she had a choice. They couldn't leave with the building unless it was shrunken down, and until her father had finished the machine meant to safely shrink the building there couldn't be organic life inside it.

No doubt he was already evacuating the ants with his EMP device. That just left...

Her room was several floors away. Damn it. There was no time for a detour if it was as urgent as he said.

Crossing her arms over her cleavage, and flushing at how tight her panties felt, Hope changed path. Down that way, then-

Ants started to stampede past her. Normally it wouldn't bother her, but the urgency her father felt was clearly translating; they jostled, and pushed, and-

"Hey!" Hope shouted instinctively as a mandible caught on the side of her panties.

And then there was a snap as the ant kept going, tearing the garment away from her. Hope flushed deeper. Then, quickly, she crouched to try and reach for the ant, her panties still caught around a mandible. She reached out-

But, now that she was lower, it was her bra that got caught by a passing ant, the oblivious insect hooking around a strap in its hurry to leave.

Instead of grabbing her panties, Hope fell forwards and felt her bra be wrenched away too.

Shoes and socks. She only had shoes and socks.

Despite herself, she was still hurrying. She knew how important escaping was, even if- oh god - even if she was naked.

She'd just wanted to fix her suit.

Red-faced, Hope stumbled along with the ants, hoping she'd be able to reclaim at least one of her articles of clothing before she got out. Instead she lost sight of them.

And the doorway out was right ahead. There was no turning back now, not both with the hurrying ants pushing her forwards, and the strict time limit her father had apparently enforced.

She stumbled out the door, one arm over her tits and another hand over her pussy, falling over the ants as she did. Her father must have seen the blur of her hair though; suddenly the building was gone, shrunken down to the size of a suitcase.

She felt the sudden rush of air against her bare ass. Hope hurried to straighten. They had a car over there, but there wouldn't be clothes in it. Escape was the priority.

Red-faced, a thoroughly naked Hope stood up straight to face her father.