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You are a woman (any age, any occupation) and you have the most humiliating day ever
This choice: Scamper away and try to think of what to do next  •  Go Back...
Chapter #4

Scamper away and try to think of what to do next

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Your first instinct is to scream obscenities at the door and suggest a number of unkind things about Jean's partentage being horrible goblin people, but you need to figure out what you're going to do! You frantically swivel your head around, looking for any sort of cover or clothing. You spot a row of bushes down by the parking lot. It isn't ideal, but you're absolutely freaking about the whole mess, so you decide to break for it.

As you run down the stairs, you wish Jean could have least done this while you had a sports bra underneath the tank top. Your breasts ache as you jog down step after step, but it's not all bad... There's something about the way your nipples rub up against the cotton that makes the cool night seem a little... hotter isn't the word. But... moist, maybe.

You shake yourself out of it as you bound down the final step and dive behind the bushes and start to try and formulate a plan. You remember seeing a payphone down the block a ways. You could probably make it without too many people checking you out, at this hour. Apologize, offer to pay Jean's share of the rent for this month, and maybe she'll let you back in.

There's also the option of trying to sneak back in through your balcony. You're only on the second story and you never keep it locked, but there is a big oak tree you could probably climb up to it.

You silently decide on your plan and begin to dash away from the bush when you feel a slight tug. The tug grows into a distinct pull, until when you hear an abrupt tearing sound.

You're almost too afraid to look down. Your poor torn panties flutter gently in the breeze, hanging off a particularly gnarly section of the bush.

"Shit," you say to no one.
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