She ran.

Contrary to what she thought before, it was too dangerous to go slow. She had to get there as soon as possible. If someone were to see, it may not be for long enough to recognize her due to the rain. And if she took too long, the rain could stop.

Bolting out of the alley, still covering up her parts as best she could, the girl ran down the street. People were likely spotting her at that point, but she had to ignore the humiliating excitement that was welling up in an area below. A worry came to her mind, that if she were not wet from the rain, something similar may have happened in her panties regardless. She shook that thought away though and kept moving. She felt the cool air, and the droplets of rain against her bare body. She kept imaging what it was like for any person to see her, especially if they were to become turned on by her body.

Was the charr turned on too? Was he trying to hide it?

Finally, she came to Isabelle's front door. She had made it. Someone probably saw her, but it was finally over. Her knuckles drummed on the door and she waited.

She waited longer.

A sick feeling came to her stomach. During all of the desperation, she had just assumed Belle would be home. She wasn't. Unless she broke in, she would find no refuse there, and there's not a chance she was doing to break through her partner's door. She was already self-conscious about what she thought of her.

Where do I go? I don't own a home myself, and I've lost all my stuff. The only thing I can do is try to get clothes, but I have no money on me. I can't stay here. There's nowhere to hide outside her house. This is really bad.

She started to consider options, though she became briefly distracted. Suddenly she remembered she needed to keep an eye-out for anyone who might be staring. As she turned, she saw a small figure standing directly at the end of the path leading to Belle's front door. Somehow she hadn't noticed before then.

The figure was an asura with pale grey-blue skin and short, dark brown hair. Much of his face was covered by a wide pair of opaque goggles that were clearly of a high technological level expected from his kind. His jaw was dropped practically to the ground.

"It's not what it looks like," she said.

"Amazing..." he mumbled. He never stopped staring, as if he was lost in a dream.

"Please don't stare. I'm trying to find clothes. Can you help me?"

This has to be a dream, he thought. His fidgeted with his goggles, and they started to scan over her figure. They took measurements, and even snapped a few images that were able to be recalled at a later date.

"What happened?" he asked as he took a cautious step forwards.

"It was a serious of embarrassing accidents. Now I'm just trying to find something to cover myself up until I can find my friend." Even with his eyes covered, she could feel his stare on her naked body.

Slowly, the rain stopped falling. It didn't take much longer for it to cease entirely, and the sun to slowly crack its way through the clouds above. Any chance of the storm covering her up was gone, but at least she could slowly dry off.

"You're beautiful." He cleared his throat, and then began to dig through his various bags. "I'll help you, of course. My designs are ingenious, and I'm always willing to test them on people."

"Test...?"

He pulled out a small blue circle with intricacies she didn't comprehend--advanced magical tech. On the back, it had a clip. "Here. Take this," he said.

She stepped closer and felt humiliated by such a simple task being difficult. If she were to lean down and grab it with one hand, she'd be hanging her bare, uncovered beasts freely for him to view. With her other, though she wasn't certain, he might be able to see her nethers through the soaking wet pair of undergarments. Weighing these, she decided to quickly move the panties-concealing hand forward to snatch the device before covering up once more. Her face was as red as a tomato, and her legs trembled.

"You're in luck. It needs something to clip to, so if you lost those undies, you'd be out of luck. So clip that to the back on the waistband."