"Watch out that the lions don't get you!" Isabel jokingly called to her friends as they traveled on to the big cats area.
"We'll meet up at the lunchroom. By then it won't just be the lions roaring," June replied as another friend pulled her along. Isabel smiled and tried to finish her can of Hawaiian Punch. Unfortunately, she was bumped by a woman. A pretty, twenty-something Asian woman... who was wearing sandals like Isabel's and nothing else.
"Sorry!" the female nude called over her shoulder as she ran past her. Isabel had just enough time to notice the bare lady had an excellent behind as a security guard narrowly ran past her. It's like something from a Benny Hill sketch, she mused, though she empathized with the naked woman. Isabel frowned as she looked down at her shirt.
The running nude had caused her to spill the last of her drink on her summer t shirt. Underneath it Isabel was wearing a white tank top with a built-in bra. Her lower body was covered with her favorite red sarong and below that a black thong. Isabel didn't want another incident and become like that streaker, but she felt she would be properly dressed without the t shirt. She carefully pulled off her outer shirt, draped it over her shoulder, and moved to the old world monkey cages.
Isabel was a fan of monkeys ever since she saw the original and new Planet of the Apes movie series. Granted, she knew monkeys and apes were different, but she found primates interesting in general. She briefly frowned after putting her shirt in front of her to check the pockets for some dried fruit and nuts when she remembered feeding the animals was prohibited.
"Sorry, boy," Isabel said to an energetic and eager young mandrill that was close now. Not taking no as an answer, the colorful youth quickly reached out with its long arms and snatched the shirt out of her hands.
"No!" Isabel shouted and reflexively reached into the cage to retrieve her shirt, but she found out the thief was strong and determined. While still tugging against Isabel, he reached up with his free hand and grabbed onto her sweet-smelling halter top. Yanking on it, it pulled the already pressed young blonde's head between the bars before the fabric tore and came off, leaving her beautiful breasts exposed and jiggling.
Cursing intensely, Isabel gave up on her tops, figuring she could create a makeshift top from the sarong and then borrow clothes from her friends. However, her head was stuck. After a few frantic attempts, a lot of bare boobs bouncing, and some light bruising of her jaws, she started to try to control her breathing.
Stay calm and think positive. June had lent her The Secret, and while she skeptical, she thought about trying it out. Good things will happen. I am going to get out of this negative situation without further problems. Isabel then tried again, which caused the weakened tie on her sarong gave out and fell on the floor behind her. Only the thongs on her pretty feet and the one between her pert butt cheeks were covering Isabel's amazing body now.
A few thoughts came into her trapped head. First, she would kick Rhonda Byrne's ass. Second, she would recreate that scene from Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom where there was chilled monkey's brain as desert. Third, she could call for help and hope it was answered by sympathetic visitor instead of an overzealous guard or exploitative visitor. Fourth, her other option was to wait and hope her friends came back to check on why she hadn't joined them.
It took her a bit of time to decide between her third and fourth thoughts, because her mind kept going back to the first two.
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