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Current revision as of 06:04, 21 August 2015
If anything, this is a minor setback. With how hot it is, all you have to do is get out of the watering area and let the clothes dry themselves out. Initially, you begin to walk at the edge of the garden, but the watering still catches the sidewalk here, so you move to the tall bushes and shrubs at the edge of the forest. There is a smaller path here that you see absolutely no one at, and a little clearing of grass not too far down. Still, you are right next to the tree line, so no sunlight is here. You move to where the sunlight is, a little into the clearing, and hear that sound again - the sprinklers.
It starts just to your left, and by the time you react, it sprays you directly in the face before moving on. You gasp and hold your arms up to no avail, then begrudgingly curse your way back to the path, not even caring the water's return catches you again.
Yet more wet than before, you continue down a little further until you find some shrubs just outside the tree line's shade. It is not far from the clearing, not is it too far from a second clearing a bit further down, but it is completely out of sight of the garden, where the only people this morning are. You think you will have a few minutes, and even then, the shrubs are pretty thick and not even prickly - you could hide without issue.
You announce your presence by stomping a few times around the shrubs to try and scare off any wildlife - not something you want to deal with now. You take off the bag and put it by the shrubs, move into the shrubs, then and look at your clothes. The sundress is actually quite wet, which in turn made the slip wet, which in turn made the panties wet. Not exactly wanting to strip naked in the park, you start with crouching in the bushes to take off the sundress. You put it out on the shrubs to dry, but note how wet it is, frown, wring it out, beat it to dry, then wring it out again, then try and straighten it back out to dry again. It is quite wrinkly, but you figure it will dry much faster.
You think next would be the slip, but decide maybe to wait until the dress is done, so you take off your panties. The slip goes half way down your thighs, so the hot breeze is a little noticeable, but you know you are quite alone, here. You wring those out too, and timidly put them on the shrubs to dry before ducking back into them. You wait a couple minutes, even taking time to look up and down the shrubs to see if anything would be here that would indicate a monarch. You hear in the distance a starting motor, somewhere down the path, but it seems far enough away - you can't even see a thing beyond these bushes.
You peek your head up, seeing at the second clearing there is some movement, but it is around a small bend. Up toward the garden there is nothing. You feel the sundress, feeling it may or may not be better - you are not sure. You move to the underwear and notice that after the wringing they are incredibly bunched and small. It had only been a short while - you lift them up to look closer and realize they must have shrunk. You try and put them on, realizing that they do not go much further up your thighs than your knees. Pulling at the elastic further, you continue to pull until you feel a small sting - the elastic broken. You bunch it up and decide you will put it in your bag later. You left it a few feet away at the side of the bushes for some reason.
This sends a bit of fear into you - the sundress might also shrink, as you had wrung it up and beat it around just the same! You look at it, your eyes telling you it must be smaller, but in reality, you can not truly tell just yet. You decide you will put it back on to try, but then, well, you need to dry the slip as well, so you duck down and take it off.
Before, you were so sure no one could see you, and you still are, though it still feels incredibly awkward to be naked in a bush of a public park. You pull the sundress into the bushes without standing back up and loosely toss the slip on the bushes - you will straighten it out more later.
You hold the sundress against your chest - it definitely is smaller, and likely since it has a bit of drying left to go, will get only more yet. You attempt to gauge if it would even fit on your chest, to which it is pretty clear not so much, though it was at least quite long.
The bushes rustle just slightly and you look upward, noticing the slip is gone. You poke your head up, and see it is making its way down the path! Without anything on, you hold the sundress to your front and look both left and right on the small path, still seeing no one, hearing only the motor down at the next clearing. You jog for the slip, though it continues to float in the breeze. Silk would have been too heavy and hot today, though now you wish it was silk so it wouldn't fly away. It makes it to the edge of the clearing before settling toward the ground. You are just behind it and see someone stepping backward next to the slip. You freeze, unsure what to do. It is a lady with a weedeater in her hands. She has earplugs in and is looking at where she is whacking, but not where she is going. Standing still, you watch as she turns to get the last edge of the clearing, and completely shred the garment before stopping. She looks surprised, but surely not as surprised or fearful as you do, standing there with only your sundress held in front of you, the shrunken garment slowly blowing in the wind to show off your legs.
"I... Oh, shit." She says, staring at you. "I am so- wait, I..." She is at first concerned for herself, then you, then likely wondering what you were doing.
"I was wet." You say simply, hoping the general honestly would make things work out fine. You did not necessarily do anything bad, except of course, strip naked in a park.
The lady looks back and forth on the path, then back to you. "I, well, um. Are you going to be alright? I'm sorry about the, uh, thing. I didn't see it."
You see behind the lady is a parked trailer. She follows your gaze and waves a hand. "No one's in there. Only me here, um, I can look away, of course." She looks away from you, though you still don't feel any less embarrassed. "There's going to be a show here in a couple hours, and that's where the actors change between acts. Oh! You can use it!" She says, careful not to turn her head. "I mean, it is empty right now. I guess there are a bunch of costumes in there, though honestly, you can't really use any that are being used for the show. But!" She waves a hand, then turns from you to go to the trailer. "There are useless parts! There are always useless parts to costumes! You could use some of them, easy! Come on!"
She is now at the trailer, leaving you in the path, still naked but covering yourself. There really is no one around for now, though. You stare at the remnants of the slip on the ground. It is pretty clear the monarch hunt is bust, regardless, but you still have to make it home, which is a fair walk away. You could likely wear the dress, but you are not sure how well it will work, even if you salvage something of the slip. It is small and a little transparent in direct light as sundresses go, and you would be completely commando. Otherwise, you could see what this lady has to offer - it may be better than absolutely nothing, after all.
| Status | ||
| Wearing | Wide hat, covering front with shrunken beige sundress, boots | |
| Mood | Embarrassed at being practically naked in front of a stranger, though at least your front was well covered | |
| Inventory | Nothing | |
