Chelsie - Shopping - T-Shirt, Panties, and Sneakers
From Create Your Own Story
| Status | ||
| Condition | A little stressed | Apparel and Items: T-Shirt, Panties, Socks, Sneakers, Purse |
| Day, Time | Saturday, 8am | |
| Need to Use the Bathroom | None | |
| Level of Humiliation | None | |
"Hey, you know the old saying: 'No shirts, no shoes, no service.' Well, they never said 'no pants!' Or panti-" "Stop right there," Chelsie cut off the voice's train of thought. "I'll follow you but I'm still keeping the panties. I need to protect some of my dignity."
"Aww, but dignity's overrated!" The teen could feel her inner-adversary pout. Chelsie rolled her eyes at the rebuttal. Nevertheless, the brunette began undressing. She then wrapped her discarded clothes into a ball and tucked them underneath her arm. The teen walked out of the stall and observed her current attire.
Her t-shirt reached half an inch past her pelvis so it provided decent cover. Her panties were dark blue and of moderate length. If needed, she could probably pass them off as incredibly short shorts. Her legs would be left out in the open but they were toned and shaven, the type of legs one would like to see.
"You know I kind of like this look. Your panties serve as concealment and easy-access!"
Chelsie sighed, "Okay, I've done your bidding. Will you let me go on with my day?"
"Hey, I'm not trying to be the bad guy!" The voice raised its non-existent arms in defense. "I just want you to have a little fun!"
"Another terrible rebuttal," the teen scoffed. Chelsie was about to leave the bathroom before her perverted shadow spoke up, "You know, it looks awkward when you have a bunch of bundled clothes in your arm. People might think you're stealing."
The brunette grimaced. For the first time in a long while, the voice had a point. The pile was too much for her purse. Her mom had to take the car today so Chelise couldn't utilize the trunk for storage. She let out a small groan, "I guess I could leave them here."
The teen glanced around the restroom, trying to find a secure place for her clothing. There was a row of cupboards underneath the sinks. All the doors were clearly locked except for one. Its hinges were broken. Chelsie had seen it last time she visited the mall. Apparently, Management felt that propping the door with a box of tissues was enough to solve the problem. Lucky for her, it wasn't.
Having placed her bra, jeans, and hoodie inside the cabinet, the brunette exited the restroom. She felt the temperature around her drop, especially around her legs, as she entered into the primary shopping area. The teen closed her eyes and took a few breaths before continuing her journey. "Don't worry," Chelsie told herself, "You've done things more daring than this. Just not in public."
After wandering around a bit, the brunette found herself in...
Chelsie - Shopping - T-Shirt/Panties/Sneakers - Candy Store
Chelsie - Shopping - T-Shirt/Panties/Sneakers - Music Store
Chelsie - Shopping - T-Shirt/Panties/Sneakers - Movie Theater
Chelsie - Shopping - T-Shirt/Panties/Sneakers - Arcade
Chelsie - Shopping - T-Shirt/Panties/Sneakers - Thrift Shop
