Public Nudity/Look for a clothing store
That was a close call! you think to yourself. You're starting to have second thoughts about this whole adventure, and decide that it might be for the best to put on some clothes before someone else you know sees you. But that's when you remember that you had walked all the way to the mall completely naked. What the hell was I thinking?
That's when you notice the preteen clothing store. You decide to walk in there and buy some clothes to put on, but then you realize you don't have any money to purchase them. I'll worry about that later, you think as you walk into the clothing store.
The store is one of those fashionable clothing stores that had been there at the mall for as long as you can remember. You'd always been too nervous to walk in there before, because despite the fact that the store is marketed towards tween girls like yourself, they sell all sorts of slutty clothes and sex toys. Your mother had always told you to stay away from this store until you're 16, but you also don't think your mom would want you wandering around the mall completely naked either, so...
You take a look around at the panties first. There are several pairs lying on a table next to a mannequin. The mannequin is wearing nothing but bright pink Hello Kitty panties that you think might look good on you, but your eyes keep drifting to a tiny black thong sitting on the table towards the front. You've never worn a thong before and wonder how it might look on your shapely tight ass.
"Can I help you?" a voice from behind startles you and you jump up several feet into the air. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." As your feet land back on the ground, your tiny tits bounce up and down for a second. You turn back to see who was talking to you. It's a dark-haired man who looks to be in his mid-20s, wearing black slacks and a black tee-shirt with the name of the store printed on it. You're relieved to see that it's just a store attendant. "I just saw you walk in here and couldn't help but wonder if you're here to buy some clothes."
"How'd you know?" you ask him, your heart still beating loudly.
"Just a guess. We don't usually get many naked little girls walking in here on a weekday morning."
Your face immediately turns red. You had almost forgotten that you were standing there completely naked. You scramble to come up with an excuse. "I--uh... somebody stole my clothes! While I was... in the bathroom?"
You realize that you're not making any sense, but the man just looks down at you and smiles. "I'm sorry to hear that. Did you see who took them?"
"Uhm... no?"
"Okay, well I can call mall security and have them sweep the area to see if they can find them for you."
"No, that's okay", you say, knowing full well that there is no clothes thief. "I just want to buy some new clothes, but all my money was in my pockets. Now I have nothing to pay you with."
"Don't worry about that right now. You just pick out some new clothes and we can deal with that later. My name's Chad, by the way."
"Kiki" you tell him, but you immediately realize that you should have used a fake name.
"Now then, Kiki. What would you like to try on first?"
You look back at the table and point at the black thong. "I want to try that on, but I've never worn a thong before. How do I put it on?"
Chad's face lights up with a huge smile. "I'd be happy to show you how. Do you want to head into that dressing room over there and I'll bring these to you in a minute and help you try them on?"
Just then, you get a strange feeling deep inside your belly. Should you trust this man you've just met to help you try on a thong in a private dressing room? Something about this situation just doesn't feel safe. How can you even be sure this guy really works there?