Willow tries to strip Mackenzie by "accident"

As Willow returned to Mackenzie and the two attractive guys they had been talking to, Willow decided to try out her simplest idea first. She'd "accidentally" trip and grab Mackenzie's costume as she fell. Hopefully she'd be able to actually rip the fabric, otherwise there would be nothing to prevent Mackenzie from pulling the costume back on.

And it wouldn't be too hard to sell the clumsy act since Willow was already beginning to feel slightly drunk. The dirty blonde haired girl drained her cup and prepared to strip her friend. She walked towards Mackenzie and, when she was close, Willow pretended to lose her balance. She let herself tip forward and flailed her arms in front of her body. Willow's fingertips found the top of Mackenzie's corset and, before the redhead could even realize what was happening, Willow's momentum yanked the garment all the way down to her hips. And since Mackenzie didn't own any strapless bras, she wasn't wearing anything under the corset that night.

"Willow!" Mackenzie said, mostly in surprise that her friend had suddenly fallen right in front of her.

With her reaction time slightly slowed from the ****, it took Mackenzie a few moments to realize that her top had just been pulled down and that her bare breasts were suddenly on display for the two guys in front of her. With a soft squeak of embarrassment, Mackenzie tried to cover her chest with the shrug resting on her shoulders. But the small black garment wasn't big enough to actually cover her chest, no matter how hard she pulled on it.

"Ohmygosh, Mackenzie I'm so sorry!" Willow said from the floor. "Lemme help!" Willow unsteadily rose to one knee before she swayed again. She grabbed Mackenzie's skirt and let herself fall back down to the floor, yanking it down to her ankles. Mackenzie's tiny black panties were suddenly on full display for anyone nearby to see. And since the stockings were clipped to the hem of the skirt, they had both pooled around her ankles as well.

"Willow!" Mackenzie shouted again, now in disbelief that her friend had ripped both her top and bottoms off her in a matter of seconds. The redhead bent over and began grabbing at the skirt still clutched in her friend's grip. It took a few tries, but Mackenzie was able to grab it and began pulling it back up her slender legs. Once it was in place she began pulling her corset up as well.

"Sorry about that!" Willow said as she slowly got to her feet again.

"No apology necessary!" said the boy Mackenzie had been talking to. He had gotten an up close and very personal view of the brief show. His friend nodded as if in agreement.

Mackenzie finished adjusting her corset back into place, securing her lovely breasts out of sight again.

"Is your costume okay?" Willow asked, sounding slightly worried. Mentally she was crossing her fingers that she'd managed to rip at least one of the garments. If she wanted this plan to work she'd need to start rendering Mackenzie's costume unwearable and she'd need to do it fast.