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It seemed simple enough; climb a few steps up the stepstool and dump a large bucket of ice into the hopper.
Jessica held the stepstool as Jenny climbed up, precariously balancing the bucket of sloshing ice. The entire dining room was silent, every eye on her, somehow anticipating what surely must come next.
Jenny hoisted the bucket up high and began to lose her balance! She wobbled and swayed, crying out in distress! Jessica grabbed Jenny by the thighs and squeezed, trying to steady the blonde...
"No no no! I-I'm TICKLISH! Eeek!" It was too late. Jessica's well-meaning gesture sent Jenny into spasms, dropping the bucket. Ice and melt water washed over Jenny's body and she tumbled down on top of Jessica.
Jenny scrambled to her feet, mortified she may have hurt Jessica.
"Oh my god! I'm so sorry! I'm such a klutz! Are you okay?"
Jessica pulled herself up, still dazed. "I'm okay. I shouldn't have-"
Jessica fell silent, mesmerized by the same spell now compelling every eyeball in the place; Jenny in a wet shirt. The wet material almost vanished, revealing every single detail and lacy frill of her bra. It was glued to her like a second skin, sucking right up under her round, defiant breasts, culminating in her rock-hard nipples.
It was a long, delicious moment before Jenny relished what everyone was staring at. She cupped her breasts, squealing in humiliation and ran for the ladies room.
When Jenny emerged an hour later, she seemed more sheepish and embarrassed than when she ran in, for one simple fact; she was no longer wearing panties!
All that icy water ran right down her pants, soaking her undies completely. In the privacy of the locked backroom, Jenny stripped off her pants and panties, giving her underwear a good wringing to help dry them faster.
Unfortunately, all that wringing stretched her panties out. When Jenny slipped her panties back on, they just slid down her legs, plopping on the cold floor. All she could do was slide on her work pants and stuff her panties into her back pocket.
Thin protection though they may have been, Jenny's panties stopped her tight pants from riding up too far. Now, with nothing but her bare flesh against the tight pants, they squirmed and squeezed into her most private places. The mirror confirmed her fear; she was sporting a shameless camel toe.
At long last, Jenny emerged form the bathroom, arms demurely crossed over her impressive chest and perky nipples. She was dismayed to see many of the same customers were still here, waiting for her encore.
Shameful over her vulgar display, she begged Mr. Kelly to let her work drive thru instead. He reluctantly agreed, her big blue eyes impossible to deny.
Drive thru was easy enough. The only tricky part was actually handing the customers their purchases. The larger trucks that came through forced Jenny to reach way up high on her tippy toes. Her clingy shirt rode up with every reach, displaying her tummy and the small of her back.
Her pants continued to ride up and slip deeper and deeper into her. It was making her all fidgety and antsy. She was shaving trouble focusing on anything but that constant pressure and rubbing.
Jenny glanced around... Jessica was busy with customers up front. Mr. Kelly was busy in the stock room. No one in the drive thru... this was her chance.
She thrust her right hand down the front of her pants, and tried to push her fly and inseam out of her naughty place. It was moist down there... surely just water leftover from the ice accident?
The relief from the pressure was instant and gratifying. Jenny pulled her hand free-and heard an distinct "pop". She just blew the button off the front of her pants!
The pants yawned open, holding only by the friction of the zipper. Jenny's heart jumped in her throat at the sight oh her own neatly trimmed blond muff peeking out into the daylight.
Her mind raced... "what do I do? What do I do?!"
DING! Someone pulled into the drive thru.