Make for the cabin as quickly as she can
From Create Your Own Story
| Status | ||
| Condition | Pissed Off, Lost, and Sore | Apparel and Items: Tattered Peasant Blouse, Tattered Leggings, Quarter-Cup Bra, Lacy White Panties |
| Day, Time | Thursday | |
| Need to Bathroom | Unknown | |
| Level of Humiliation | Unknown | |
Katie knew that the cabin would have the better chance of actually helping her than the cave down below. Besides, the cave wouldn't afford much warmth to her, which was her primary concern before dealing with her car. If she were really lucky, she could still make it to the date with the man online.
Sighing, she rubbing her arms together and tentatively began stepping across the snow with her bare feet. The frozen ground quickly made her feet numb to the bone. After walking for almost ten minutes, she found herself unable to go on. Her feet were simply too chilled to keep responding without get at least some covering. Swearing under her foggy breath, Katie sat down in the snow - her ass chilling as it came into contact with the snow through the rips in the leggings and her lacy white panties. Katie regretted having to do it, but it wasn't like her bra or her blouse were covering much of her. She pulled off the tatters of the blouse and her bra and made ragged coverings for her feet - after warming them in her hands. After getting to her feet, she found that while the coverings were not perfect, they were better than nothing. Getting back up and wiping snow off her ass, she found herself now half-naked. Trekking through the snow, Katie eventually came upon on the cabin after another half hour of walking. Her feet were nearly as numb as before, but it was really her icy cold nipples and bare upper half that were now bothering her. Surveying the cabin, she found that along with the smoke rising from the chimney, there was also a rugged jeep parked outside. It definitely looked like someone was home.
Katie, those embarrassed, was simply too rushed on time and desperate to do anything other than rush up to the front door and slam on it. She covered her breasts as best as she could, her free arm pounding on the door. Eventually she heard the door unlock, and someone peaked out to see who was there.
Mountain Cabin - Its a Little Boy
