A Bit of Both Really

Diane quickly set herself to swimming as fast as she could after her recently lost garments, she would at least need something to wear when she returned to normal for gods sake! After several minutes of vigorous swimming along the current, Diane finally managed to catch back up with her giant clothing. It was only after this that Diane realized just how big and heavy her clothing was to a normal sized human. No matter how much Diane pulled at the enormous garment, they would not go off current. Eventually, Diane became so exhausted that she didn't even notice the strong rapids up ahead. Before she had time to react, Diane was suddenly being tossed and turned by the powerful tides, even being forced underwater several times. The seventh time Diane resurfaced, gasping for air, she frantically swam sideways towards shore, deciding that her clothes were not worth drowning for. After the brief but intense struggle, Diane finally found herself crawling back onto dry land. Once her naked body was out of the water, Diane turned over, laid on her back and closed her eyes to regain her breath. With one knee bent towards the sky, Diane's soaked body glistened in the sunlight, her wet hair plastered to her skull, every breath she gasped for caused her toned belly and generous bosom to heave up and down. After god knows how long of laying there regaining her composure, Diane snapped back to the realization of her predicament. As if it wasn't already bad enough the she was buck-ass nude and completely separated from her clothes, her failed attempt to get them beck brought her significantly further away from the bar. Standing back up, Diane quickly slapped both hands over her breasts while buckling her legs together in an attempt to hide away her glorious nude form. Diane was relieved to find that there was absolutely no one around. Feeling a little more comfortable now, Diane let her arms rest back at her side and unbuckled her knees before coming up with a game plan.

"Okay, all i have to do is follow the river back upstream to where i started, and ill find my way back the the boar hat in no time!"

It wasn't a perfect plan, but Diane knew it was a start. Before starting her trek, Diane opted to head into the nearby tree line to avoid running into any potentially prying eyes, while still being able to keep her sights on the river. So begins Diane's the long nude trek back to the boar hat bar.