"Oh, oh, somebody's coming. I'd better hide." Katrina had snuck into the Watkins Tonic Research Lab to try and get their secret formulas. She had thouroughly searched the place without success. During six hours of searching, she had only taken a brief break and refreshed herself with a glass of soda she had found in one of the lab refrigerators. She hadn't noticed how her clothes had slowly slipped off following her break as she continued her search.
As the footsteps neared, she spotted a box she could hide in.
It only had one pull-up left in it. Fortunately, she had somewhere
to put it, and then she used the box to hide. Unfortunately, her
mind had now caught up with her regressing body, and she was likely
to have been caught, even if she hadn't been giggling.