She has to flee

Megan couldn't help but stare dumbfounded at the remnants of her T-shirt and jeans still partway up the ladder.

What the hell was happening to her today? She'd gone from a normal day unlocking the shop to stripped to her underwear in just a few moments.

Adrenalin spiked somewhere inside her, and you couldn't help but give her a small nudge with your powers.

Megan ran, darting out of the store room, freezing as she did. It felt surreal stood there in her underwear in the middle of her place of work. She looked down at herself. Her lower half could almost be considered acceptable. She still had her trainers, and while her shorts were technically underwear they were no more revealing than people may wear to the gym.

Her bra was another matter, her impressive bust barely held in place by the thin material. There was no way should could go out into the mall like that.

She'd barely had time to think, when her legs started moving, taking her deeper into the shop, before finally pushing open the fire exit door.

The cool air of the loading bay outside blew across her exposed body and she froze. It was one thing to be caught in her underwear at work, but if she left mine she'd have to run through the streets half naked to get home.