A tiny little weird creature who helps her out

It had been a hard day for Eliza Clark. She'd been desperately writing down math notes when all her clothes had suddenly vanished, leaving her naked and stranded at school. Venturing to the bathroom in the nude, she'd been assaulted by the world's biggest pervert. Finally, she'd made it, but there was someone else she didn't know in there with her. A shrill voice that sounded almost...annoyed? "Hey there," said the voice again. A shower of sparks appeared right before Eliza's eyes, and a figure appeared.

Eliza immediately assumed a fetal position, her legs quickly moving to cover her breasts as her feet moved inward to cover her nether regions. Her hands hugged her legs, keeping them close to her, while her arms blocked the sides of her breasts from view.

He was small—barely six inches tall—and had an over—large head and a chubby body. He'd almost look like a baby, if not for the exasperation in his eyes. It made him look more like a middle-management employee who was fed up with everyone's shit. "Alright, listen here and listen good," the creature squeaked, sounding as if he'd given this spiel dozens of times before, "You've been cursed with eternal nudity. You'll never be able to wear clothes again".

Eliza sighed and looked down at her naked form, the hope leaving her. She'd already suspected as much, but she'd held out her faith, thinking, hoping, that this strange creature could help her. "These curses have been happening since the dawn of humanity. We've devised ways around them, of course".

Eliza looked back up at the creature, "you can't wear clothes, but you can wear the illusions of clothes". Eliza wondered if she was going insane. The creature waved a hand, and a small box appeared on the toilet paper dispenser. Opening it, Eliza saw a few dozen plain silver rings in it.

"These rings each contain a full outfit, not that you'll be able to tell!". With that, the creature vanished.

The rings were all identical silver bands. Taking one between her fingers, Eliza examined the underside. Engraved on it was, "White shirt, red pants". This was absurd. Rings couldn't create illusions of clothes. This was all just a cruel prank. "Interesting fact Eliza," she heard Walter, the school creep's voice call from the hallway, "you haven't entered this bathroom in a week, when it would have last been cleaned out, so I know for a fact that you don't have any clothing in there."

Curse Walter and his stalking!

Walter began whistling jauntily to himself, still outside the bathroom. It was plainly obvious what his plan was: He'd hang around the entrance and get an eyeful when Eliza inevitably walked out naked! Deciding she had no other choice, Eliza slipped on a ring.

Nothing happened. She was still naked, just now she had a single piece of cheap jewelry on. Her breasts were still exposed, her back still bare, and her vagina still uncovered. She couldn't do anything but cover them with her arms. Eliza's stomach growled. She still had to get lunch before class started. Checking her phone, she saw that she had only twenty-five minutes until her next class. Walter's whistling was getting louder now. Deciding she'd just have to brave it, Eliza shoved the ring down further onto her finger, hoping desperately that she'd see clothes materialize around her, but all she saw was her bare figure.

Wait. What was it that the creature had said? "These rings each contain a full outfit, not that you'll be able to tell!"

What if she couldn't see the outfits? That would explain the creature's words, Eliza hoped that wasn't the case—would she really have to live her whole life feeling exposed like this?

There was only one way to find out. Eliza shoved the box full of rings into her satchel and unlocked the stall door. Gritting her teeth and trying to ignore the vulnerability she felt, Eliza went out into the hall. There was Walter, scrolling his phone and whistling. His phone was directly aimed at the girls' bathroom doorway, as if to take a picture of her in the nude. This was confirmed immediately as Walter grinned and immediately stopped scrolling and tapped his screen where the shutter button would have been for the camera app. Eliza sucked in a breath and began hyperventilating. A boy—the school's biggest creep nonetheless—was taking photos of her exposed body, and she couldn't do anything about it.

Walter's face turned to confusion. Could it be? Could the rings really be working? "But—how—I saw you—" He didn't get very far as a pair of students entered the hallway. They were Harry Harper, a jock with a penchant for chivalry, and his girlfriend Annie Porter. Eliza froze again—that marked another two people who had seen her naked! "Hey Eliza," said Harry, giving one of his friendly smiles. "Nice pants," added Annie, glancing at Eliza's bare bottom. Some of the tension in Eliza's muscles relaxed. They hadn't seen her naked. She appeared to everyone else as wearing a white shirt with red pants, just as the ring had said. This wasn't an ideal situation, but she could work with it.

Checking her phone, Eliza noted the time. 12:29. Her next class started at 12:50, so she'd have twenty-one minutes to get and eat lunch before going to her next class. "Sorry guys," said Eliza, feeling less nervous than it felt like she had in a long time, "but I've got to go get lunch now." Taking her satchel in her hands, she ran off, her breasts bouncing in the wind. The reminder of her nudity fleetingly embarrassed her, but she gritted her teeth and continued to the cafeteria.