Cheryl's bra gets snagged.

The engine above both women rumbled and the line began to roll. A crane descended in the dark space, Ana pressed herself against the metallic wall to get away from it. The cold mechanical arm brushed her nipples as it came down the line to solder something onto a metal bar in the line.

“See? There is nothing to worry- Ekk!” The line began to move in earnest, along with the metallic board and the soldering crane. Unfortunately for the redhead, the arm had gotten caught to her bra and was dragging her along the line.

Cheryl soon entered the view of the whole factory line. Her face went as red as her hair and she desperately tried to push the machine back, but she wasn’t strong enough. However, her embarrassment soon proved to be the least of her issues, she was heading straight for a crusher.

“What the-?”

“Who is that?”

“Why is she naked?”

“Jenkins, stop recording and turn off the machine!”

“I can’t, it takes five minutes to turn off!”

“Ah!” Cheryl fumbled with the straps on her bra and managed to get free in time to dodge the crusher. She jumped off the conveyor belt, her breasts swinging freely as she did, and landed into a slowly heating metal pail. “Ouch, hot hot hot!”

Cheryl jumped to get away from the metal, but a passing crane hit her head in midair and knocked her back into another conveyor belt. Dazed, the naked security guard rested atop a metal slab on the moving line, unaware of the danger she was in. Above her, a robotic arm getting ready to solder a bar into the place where she was in.

Ana peeked out her hiding spot. Despite feeling vindicated at Cheryl’s predicament due to her lack of protective gear, she couldn’t let her coworker get actually injured. Ana left her hideout and sprinted towards Cheryl.

“Another naked woman?”

“Was someone throwing a bachelor party in here?”

Ana jumped towards Cheryl, expecting to shove her out of harm’s way. However, Ana didn’t have much experience being …athletic, it was a wonder they hired her at all. Instead of pushing her coworker, Ana landed right on top of Cheryl.

“OOFF, Ana, what the hell? AAAHH!” The arm came down, but luckily for both girls, it didn’t touch them. It soldiered the metal bar into the plaque at their sides, effectively pinning both women under it. It didn’t stop there, the arm placed another bar atop their interlocking crotches and the last one near their knees. The girls were trapped.

Ana tried to push away, but the metal bars stopped her. She kicked her feet and wiggled her bare shoulders, all she accomplished was rubbing more awkwardly on her coworker. “Get off me!” Cheryl insisted, apparently not aware of their predicament.

The guard pushed her head back to stop her lips from brushing Cheryl’s while talking. Ana opened her mouth and spat out a piece of her chocolate hair that had gotten inside her mouth in the struggle. “I’m trying.”

While the girls were too busy trying to squirm their way to freedom, they failed to notice that the conveyor belt had stopped and they were now surrounded by the whole factory, including their boss.

“Wow, this is wild.”

“Jenkins, remember to send me the video at the end of the day.”

“The night shift sure is more interesting than I thought.”

In unison, both security guards stopped moving and looked at their sides. Their worst nightmare confirmed, they squealed at the sight of the crowd standing in awe of their presence.

Their boss, a bald man with wrinkles on his face, pushed his way to the front of the mob. “What the hell are you doing?! You two are going to tell me exactly why you are trasspassing naked in my assembly line! And I want only the truth, understand me?”

Ana gulped. “Right… the truth.”