An eerily familiar situation

Dana looked down, her eyes following the guard's. She did a double take when she saw the target of his gaze.

Her blouse was missing its top two buttons, giving the guard a very generous view of her cleavage. It definitely didn't have any missing buttons when she had put it on, so she must have lost those sometime in between leaving her home and now. How could that have happened?

Dana felt a sinking feeling in her stomach.

As if to confirm her fears, she felt her breasts become unrestrained under the blouse. Invisible hands pinched her nipples, simulating them until they were erect. She could see them poking through the fabric.

Events of the last night began to play in her head, as it dawned on her that she was no longer wearing her bra. Clearly, the guard had noticed it too, for he was clearly staring at her chest. Suddenly, he was in no hurry to let her through, and took his time moving the metal detector over her body.

After what seemed like an eternity, the guard finally waved her through, satisfied with his search. Dana had lost another few buttons by this point, only two more buttons holding her blouse together. She practically ran to the conveyor belt to retrieve her blazer.

On her way, she felt the last of the buttons vanish, leaving her blouse wide open. By the time she put on her blazer, it had disappeared entirely.

She pulled out her phone from her purse. There was a new message on it. It simply said:

"You're late."