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"Son of a Bitch!" Linda Swift cried out in pain after getting beaned in the head by an errant Frisbee. She had chosen to go out for a jog at a park that her recent girlfriend was always talked about. It was a nice place yet it would seem that no matter the place, her errant luck would always seem to follow. The poor genetically altered Fennec girl had always had a string of bad luck for much of her young adult life. Mostly it tended to manifest in the form of the most inconvenient of situations at the worst possible times, much to the embarrassment of herself and any friend she happened to have with her at that time. Lately these situations had been happening so much that she would often wonder just what her girlfriend Jessica ever saw in her. Then again the things she could do with that bunny muzzle of hers...

Linda returned the Frisbee to its owner and then shook her head to clear it of the mischievous thoughts before she continued down the concrete path to finish her lap around the park. She didn't get far before she passed a hot dog vendor and her stomach immediately started to growl in hunger. Shouldn't have skipped breakfast this morning. Linda thought and pulled at the necklace around her neck and pulled out a small purse. Given her constant troubles of the past she found it more advantageous to keep her purse around her neck rather than a pocket. After fishing out a five dollar bill she bought a hot dog and just as she turned to leave she heard a loud *RIIIIIIP* and stopped with a dejected sigh and looked down to find one of her leg warmers had been torn from her leg and now hung from a corner of the portable hot dog stand.

"I'm so sorry!" the hot dog vendor said as he carefully pulled the tattered garment from his cart. "This old cart has been battered and bruised over the years so some of the siding has started to stick out."

"It's alright." Linda lied in an effort to reassure the man before continuing. "It's a very cheap two dollar leg warmer. I have literally hundreds of them at home." Her thoughts briefly wandered about the truth in that statement. With a wave goodbye she turned to a nearby trash can and discarded the now shredded garment. Little had she notice that an errant strand on another piece of her garments happened to fall around an errant branch of a nearby bush and snagged the moment she turned away to resume her jog.

She had managed to jog another six feet when an breeze of summer wind picked up and Linda stopped cold in her track, a deep feeling of dread quickly rushing up her spine as she quickly reached back to check the seat of her pants. That feeling of dread only intensified when she twisted her upper body around so she could look to find that the tail hole of her jogging shorts was now much larger than before.

In panic surprise she immediately pressed both of her hands over the hole. It was then her fingers noticed the errant strand and she turned to look only to feel the hole to tear itself even bigger now. With the panic quickly rising even faster now she grabbed the errant string in an attempt to break it only for it to rip the rest of the seam out down between her legs and up the front leaving her pink panties on display for all to see.

With a panicked yelp she frantically turned her head about in an effort to find the closest hiding spot. Her hands pressed against the front and back of her shorts in a futile effort to hide the embarrassing garment underneath. The search proved futile however as she could only spot a small group of trimmed shrubs off in the distance that could provide a hiding place adequate enough for her to hopefully salvage the situation. With a frustrated sigh she rushed over in that direction as fast as she could while keeping her steps as short as possible so as not to make the hole in her shorts any worse.

She was almost halfway there when she something caught the edge of her peripheral vision caught her eye so she turned her head and managed to duck just in time to avoid getting hit in the head a second time by an errant frisby. Next her ears perked up at the sound of panting and she looked just in time to see a very large feral form canine barrel into her sending both of them crashing to the ground. The dog was quick to right himself and resume his chase after formerly flying red disk. Linda however remained sprawled on the grassy ground before she noticed that something loose fluttering cloth hanging around the dogs left rear leg and her eyes grew wide like saucers. She quickly picked her head up and glanced down at herself to see that the left half of her shorts were now missing.

The blood quickly flowed to Linda's cheeks and muzzle in a deep crimson blush as she quickly picked herself up off the ground and took off at a mad dash in a random direction having completely forgotten about her intended destination. So lost was she in her own embarrassment that she hadn't even noticed the owner of the feral dog watching her hasty exit and getting a full view of her hot pink underwear.

Linda wasn't sure how far she had run but she had managed to find one of the brick rest stops to hide within, thankful that there was no one inside. She let out an exasperated sigh and decided to rest her back against one of the walls while she took a moment to collect her thoughts and reassess the ridiculous situation she had now found herself in. "How do I keep getting myself into these situations?" she muttered to herself aloud. "Think Linda, think!" She lightly raked her fingers through her hair in frustration as she paced the small room. There must be a way out of this? She thought to herself suddenly remember that she didn't want to draw any more unwanted attention on her than already had been. That man was probably off telling all his friends about the pant-less vixen with pink panties he happened to see when playing fetch with his dog.

Another sigh of frustration escaped her lips as she cupped her hands over her face and threw her back against the wall. She started to slide down when the sound of yet something else tearing forced her to stop and look down with a mix of dread and fright. In the midst of her frustration she had thrown herself against the wall with a wall sign and had snagged her panties on it. Not daring to move another in further in any direction she quickly went through a list of possible actions she could take to carefully unhook the delicate undergarment from the sign. Eventually he just decided it was best to take it slow no movement from any other part of her body whatsoever.

Slowly her hand moved to the undergarment, tentative and slow, each action on a deliberate course to avoid making the small tear any worse than it already was. The ears on her head swiveled to and row on full alert. She didn't want to risk anyone seeing her like this, yet at the same time she didn't want to risk destroying the undergarment either. She knew that if anyone were to try entering she would either have to risk tearing it to shreds and bolting out the only other exit leaving her completely pant-less and exposed, or stay put and endure yet another fully embarrassing moment as she tried to unhook her panties from an wall sign placard while trying to futilely explain to whoever was entering what she was doing and why she was pant-less,

Taking a few calming deep breaths, Linda carefully touched the fabric with her fingertips and she held her breath at the light sound of a part of the fabric starting to unravel and stopped. Her ears spun around on the top of her head and her heart racing in a near panic, fearing that someone might enter at any moment and see her like this. Taking another couple of calming breaths she gently grabbed the snagged underwear once more and to her slight relief there was no tearing sound, Now all she needed to do was unhook it from the sign it was snagged on.

Gently she attempted to lift the fabric but stopped herself as she could no feel that it had managed to get snagged on one of the screws holding the metal sign to the wall. Her heart and ears started racing once more. She had to be extra careful now as the screw had managed to entirely puncture the garment. She hated it yet she knew that without a shadow of a doubt that if she wanted this garment free, she'd have to intentionally make the hole only slightly bigger so that the screw could just slide out.

Readjusting her grip on her own panties she exposed one of her nails and pressed the tip into the cloth trapped on the screw. She took a deep breath as she started prying and pulling at the gentle fabric when-- !!!!

"So have you heard the latest album from Brutal Fury?!" exclaimed an excited male voice talking to his friend as they walked past the small concrete brick hut that Linda had stowed herself away in. The hand she had been using to pry her undergarment with was now firmly against her chest over her heart in near panic. Her heart raced as she listened to the voices getting quieter and quieter until she couldn't make out anything they were saying anymore.

Once Linda was sure they were a safe distance away she immediately let go of that breath she hadn't realized she was holding, and that's when the realization struck her. "Oh shit!" she exclaimed in a hushed cry. Her gaze immediately locked onto her thigh only to find the panty strap that had been hugging her hip earlier was missing. She looked further down and her heart completely shattered as she found the destroyed undergarment pooling around her other digitigrade ankle with the other side completely torn open.

Linda's thought processes had completely stopped. For a moment she could do nothing but stand in silence. Despite her attempts, Murphy for whatever reason just had to twist the proverbial knife that is her unfortunate luck and rip any bits of common decency she had left to completely tattered and frayed shreds. Her mind completely unable to take it anymore, the vixen broke out into a quiet sob as she slid back down the wall into a sitting position. Tears streaming down her muzzle and cheeks as she sat curled up in a ball with her back against the wall. She took another cursory glance at the shredded pink garment around her ankle and with a growl of frustration she ripped it from around her ankle and tossed it as far as she could, only for the offending garment to flutter briefly in the air before coming to a gentle lading less than a couple feet away from her. "Oh fuck it, i don't care anymore!" she sobbed into her arms, resigning herself to stay put in her hiding spot until dark. She figured then she could at least use the shadows to hide her current predicament before before reverting to a defeated sobbing mess once more.

So lost was Linda in her own self loathing that she completely failed to notice someone stepping into the small brick waiting area so the newcomer opted to speak first. "Jeez Linda, if it wasn't for your bad luck, you have no luck at all." she chuckled.

"Jessica?!" Linda's gaze immediately shot up to see a human shaped rabbit form of her girlfriend standing there near the entrance with streams of sunlight gleaming around the edges of her emerald dyed furred form as if her appearance had been in answer to someone's silent prayers. "Oh my god, Jessica!" She exclaimed through streams of tears in her eyes once more as she sprang up from her spot to nearly glomped her girlfriend over, sobbing uncontrollably into Jessica's chest while she attempted to explain the whole story from the moment she started her jog in the park to now.

Jessica simply stood there holding her up with one arm and comforting her with soft caressing pets to the head with the other while she listened intently to the story that spewed out between sobs, and when the story was done Jessica continued to comfort and hold Linda until she was done crying herself out. Occasionally she'd give her a calming shushes and fond nuzzles to the top of her head in an effort to calm her down even further. Jessica waited for the sobbing to completely stop before she finally asked. "Feel better?"

"Yes." Linda said before she let out a relieved and contented sigh before giving her lovers fur covered chest a fond nuzzle. She often enjoyed the feeling of her lovers fur brushing against her face, one of the things she cherished for the mornings after she spent the night with the female hare. Such was she so enraptured in the moment that she desperately wanted to ignore an errant thought that for some reason crawled up from the depths of her mind. That nagging little thread of a thought that brought with it a quiet whisper that something wasn't quite right about her situation. The poor Fennec girl however was determined to enjoy the feeling of her lovers embrace, yet no matter how many times she tried to ignore the intrusive thought, it just wouldn't go away. Deciding she wasn't trying hard enough she decided to try clamping her eyes shut and burying her muzzle into her lovers chest when something warm, firm, and rubbery brushed against the tip of her nose forcing her to stop. Her eyes sprang open and attempted to focus on the source of sudden irritation in an attempt to bring her vision more to focus on the pinkish patch found there, and then it all clicked. "Jessica, why are you naked?"

An amused chuckle left Jessica's lips and her grip on her girlfriend loosened as she directed the Fennec vixens attention with a point to the wall she had been curled up again. "Maybe you should have read the sign you were crying under."

Linda turned her gaze to follow where Jessica had been pointing and her eyes grew wide as she read the bright yellow sign with big bold black letters.

Fort Star Naturist National Park

Caution:This park is a fully endorsed clothing optional establishment

paid for and approved by the city of Fort Star. While you are here we

ask that you please follow a few simple rules while attending.

• No camera's of any kind allowed anywhere on or near park property.
• Be respectful to all those attending this park, naturist or otherwise.
• No lewd gestures or actions will be tolerated on park grounds.

Violation of these rules will be seen as harassment and will result

in immediate ejection from this park and a possible fine of up to

$300,000 or more depending on charges and circumstances

involved. Thank you for your understanding, and enjoy your stay.

"Fuck my life." Linda whined and immediately buried her head back into her girlfriends naked bosom.