white nylons

(chapter originally by MinakoTenFour at writing.com)

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Fuuka's eyes darted back upward as the sound of quiet tragedy reached her ears. She feared the worst, and what she saw was exactly that: The front of her white nylons had caught on one of the pipe's metal rings, snagging just below her waistband and tearing a thin hole. Fuuka's eyes widened as she realized she wouldn't be able to keep climbing down without further damaging her nylons, and just abandoning them was completely out of the question. She'd already lost an alarming number of clothes, and she wasn't in a hurry to lose even more.

Now feeling slightly panicked, Fuuka began to struggle against the metal ring, hoping to somehow tug her nylons free. Each **** movement began to rip a longer and longer hole. It was obvious that, at best, Fuuka would come out of this with a pair of ruined nylons, but some cover was better than none at all. If only she could let go of the pipe with one hand, she'd have no trouble at all getting herself free, but she knew she'd slip and fall if she tried anything like that. So she continued her struggling, each tug causing the tear to travel lower and lower, until it had reached the middle of Fuuka's thigh.

Unfortunately for her, the next tug happened to be a bit too vigorous, and Fuuka suddenly lost her grip on the pipe. Letting out a panicked shriek, Fuuka clung on with her knees for dear life. Fortunately, while she did continue sliding downward at a very quick pace, she was still able to keep her precarious leg-hug the whole way down, straining her nylons even more. However, disaster struck once again as she neared the bottom. Fuuka's legs squeezed together once more in an attempt to halt her descent altogether, but the sudden stop caused her to fall backwards until she was actually upside-down.

She was only a foot or so from the ground, so her inevitable fall would be little more than a bump, which was good, since right as she was flipped upside-down, she finally lost her grip once more and fell off the pipe entirely. Fuuka let out an embarrassed squeal as she felt her white nylons slip off her legs entirely, as their waistband had been completely shredded in the fall. The sudden feeling of silky cloth abandoning her legs would have been bad enough without the fall, but the sudden shift in momentum caused the blue-haired girl to lose her shoes in the process, as well. Once she climbed out of the bushes, Fuuka looked down at herself and "Eep!"'d once more. Her school jacket still hid her bra, but now she was standing out in the middle of her school's track field with her panties on display for anyone who happened to walk by! Fuuka squirmed with embarrassment, her hands flying down to shyly cover the front of her modest, white panties.

Barefoot, bare-legged, and with her panties clearly exposed, Fuuka needed to come up with a plan, and fast. She needed to get home, but how could she without someone seeing her? She did still have her bag with her, but she couldn't exactly hide the fact that she was running around in her undies.

Stifling a little, embarrassed whine, Fuuka decided to-