Want to support CHYOA?
Disable your Ad Blocker! Thanks :)

Chapter 3 by misfitrogue misfitrogue

What does she choose? Or does someone find her first?

Push Forward

After ruminating on her predicament for what feels like ages, Renee decides to push forward. If she does nothing, she'll just be a sexy wall ornament anyway with her plump rump hoisted in the air, adorned in bright pink panties that might be a bit too small for her size.

She began wiggling her waist gently to try to keep her skirt and panties intact. She was making little progress. She had only moved a few inches, and her skirt and panties slid down about half that distance. Renee was racking her brain for a solution; some trick to keep her modesty on the other side of this wall. Not to mention, all her fidgeting around in this enclosure was giving her a monster wedgie. The view behind the redhead was only getting more and more delightful, much to her dismay. Any passersby would get quite a show but luckily for her, the hall was empty...but then she heard a creak.

The heavy door around the corner of the hall closed automatically with a loud roar that echoed through the hall. And what followed that loud noise were murmurs and laughter. Not loud enough for Renee to hear what they were saying but loud enough for her to know it's now or never. Their voices grew louder and of course, closer. As soon as they turned the corner, they'd see a juicy peach on display. Anything but that!

Renee's mind went blank and she flew into a frenzy. She strained and pushed her arms against the glass with all her might. She heaved through the tight hole, abandoning her bottom cover. Her panties and skirt stuck together and bid farewell as they slid down her thighs and calves. She heard a small thump as they softly fell to the floor in front of the window. Renee sighed with relief that she was at least out of sight, even if she was completely bottomless apart from her knee-socks and loafers. If she acts fast, she might even be able to nab her skirt and undies before those people turn the corner. Renee shot up without even trying to cover her lower region and scrambled to the door. But before she could grab the knob, she heard a soft voice that made her freeze.

"R-Renee?"

Who's Behind Her?

Want to support CHYOA?
Disable your Ad Blocker! Thanks :)