Author: Unknown
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Summary: A certain someone turns the tables on Ashley, having suffered similar humiliation to Jenny in his youth..
The constant changing of jobs continued to be a trial for Jenny. It seemed that every time she started someplace new that sooner or later (usually sooner) one of THOSE situations would happen and she would have to leave in shame. Maybe this time would be different.
Once again Ashley had been responsible. She must have felt bad about what had happened at Alfonses Boutique and was trying to make it up to Jenny. Jenny hoped this job would turn out better, it could hardly turn out worse.
Jenny and Ashley were waitresses at a new Cafe in a recently revitalized section of town. It had become quite popular lately and Jenny was surprised when Ashley had returned home one day to say that she was now working there and that Jenny should try for a job there also. Despite her fears the interview went well and she had the job.
She had been working there for a week and things were going well, perhaps she had finally beaten the incredible run of bad luck she had seemed to have all her life and was beginning to relax. It was the start of the lunch rush when Jenny felt something give. Her panties were sliding over her hips. She quickly headed for the ladies room before they could drop off completely. Once she was safely inside she assessed the damage, the elastic was broken at the seam. There was no way that they would stay on now.
"Why do these things have to keep happening to me!", Jenny wondered.
There was no way that she could continue to wear the panties. Her uniform had a knee length skirt that would cover her condition, but she was filled with dread at the thought of finishing out her shift pantyless. Stuffing the now useless panties in the trash and summoning up all her courage Jenny went back to work. The Cafe was filled to capacity and Jenny was ALMOST too busy to think about her condition.
Ashley was ecstatic. The look on Jenny's face before she had dashed to the bathroom told it all. The chemical that she had treated Jenny's uniform and underwear with was working perfectly. As she continued with duties Ashley kept an eye on the now nervous Jenny, the main event would not be long in coming.
As Jenny moved through the Cafe she felt a tug on her skirt. On any normal day this would have been bad enough but with the knowledge of her condition constantly on her mind she panicked. She spun around to get at what ever it was that had caught her skirt and stumbled on her heels. Without even the normal RRRRIIIIIPPPP! her skirt parted at the seams and remained partially hanging on the chair where it had caught while several pieces simply fell to the floor. Jenny stumbled backward against one of the Cafe's patrons who caught her by the shoulders. Seeing her remains of her skirt hanging on the chair and realizing that everyone could now see her soft blond bush and shapely ass as she stood there naked from the waist down Jenny gasped "Ohmygod" and lunged forward. Unfortunately, the man who had caught her was still holding on. Jenny jerked forward, leaving her blouse, and her bra, behind in the stunned man's hands. As Jenny felt the fabric parting and her 38CC breasts bounce free she froze, then spun again to look in horror at the man holding her now shredded cloths. He stood there, a wide grin replacing the look of surprise as pieces of blouse and bra fell from his hands. Whimpering, Jenny frantically tried to cover herself as she looked wildly around the room.
Suddenly Jenny blinked as she realized something had changed. She looked down at herself in confusion. She was still clutching herself in an attempt to cover up but she was DRESSED! However, she was not wearing the clothes she had been a few moments ago. She was now wearing a nice matching blue sweater and mid-length skirt. She could tell that she still had no underwear on (she had become VERY sensitive to these things) but she was completely covered. At virtually the same moment that she noticed the sudden change in her state of dress an ear-splitting shriek split the air.
Jenny looked up in shock to see Ashley standing by the counter, naked except for her high heels.
Ashley suddenly realized that something was horribly wrong. One second she was enjoying the spectacle of Jenny frantically trying to cover herself . Now, Jenny was dressed again as if by magic. What was worse HER cloths had vanished just as quickly, and her hands seemed to be glued in such a way that she was cupping (but NOT covering) her breasts. Ashley did the only reasonable thing, she screamed.
The patrons of the Cafe were thoroughly enjoying the impromptu show the two waitresses were putting on. First the beautiful blond has a remarkable case of disintegrating cloths and now THIS!
Ashley frantically tried to free her hands but it was hopeless, they were stuck fast and the only thing she was accomplishing was to put on a greater display for the amused patrons as she squirmed about. In a complete panic she ran for the first door she saw. Pushing it open and charging through she realized her mistake, she was now out on the street and had no way to pull the door back open. To make matters worse there was a large crowd of people in front of the Cafe for some reason. Ashley, desperate to find some cover, pushed her way through the crowd. Her progress was not rapid and more than a few of the people she was pushing past took the opportunity to grab a quick feel of various parts of her anatomy.
She finally broke through the crowd, and into the area where the local news station was doing a live broadcast.
As he walked away from where the anchor was still attempting to interview a screaming Ashley, Tommy smiled to himself. Ever since he had watched the parade on Thanksgiving he had wondered about what he had seen. He had no idea why the brunette seemed to enjoy stripping the blond but as a former sufferer he was glad he could help out in some small way.