Being helped?

Moriah squirmed in embarrassment as she stood there, one hand over each well-proportioned breast, leaving her unicorn panties completely exposed. Her round, jiggling buttocks were stretching the material of the old undergarment, which had a couple of small holes in the material and where it met the white elastic waistband as a consequence of frequent wear.

"Please help me!" she repeated to the assembled staff. Behind her a small crowd had gathered. Moriah was afraid to turn around and make herself more identifiable as she was sure they would be filming and taking photos. She had forgotten that some time ago, for no particular reason, she had drawn her signature ME on the waistband of her panties.

"So, you want your camera back?" a young blonde salesgirl said.

"Yes, but first I'd like... Where did my bra go?" Moriah looked at the floor, which no longer had her wayward undergarment. She looked up at the nearby staff, all of whom made innocent faces.

"Where did you last see your camera?" the blonde girl asked.

"At the back, by the paints."

"Okay, let's go take a look."

"Both of us? Can't I stay here? Or maybe behind your counter?"

"But then if I found a camera, how would I know if it's yours?"

The salesgirl led Moriah to the back of the shop. To Moriah, hands clasped firmly over her naked breasts and backside wiggling in her old unicorn underwear, it seemed like they went a longer route than they needed to. Especially since the salesgirl stopped three times to help customers, one of whom hadn't even asked for help.

Eventually they stood in the back aisle.

"Well, it isn't here." Moriah said, "But someone must have taken it, they were posting the footage from it."

"Really?" the salesgirl said, "Hey, what's that at the back of the shelf there?"

Moriah turned in the direction the girl indicated and crouched a little to look.

"I don't see anything..."

The girl whipped a boxcutter from her belt, and in two quick movements had sliced through the seams of Moriah's panties and yanked them off.

"Hey!" Moriah spun round to face her, now completely nude.

"You never decorated the squishies I posted you!" the salesgirl announced, stuffing the lilac cotton in her pocket, "That wasn't very nice!"

"I'm sorry..." Moriah began but the girl was leaving, smiling. Moriah looked down at herself. "And I'm naked."