Free! Or is she..?

Vanessa awoke with a sudden, as soon as she was able to gain conciousness the former CEO quickly opened her eyes. She was laid down in an alleyway off the carnival street. She felt a cold breeze all over her body, glancing down she noticed she remained in her birthday suit. There were no other noticeable changes on her body, Vanessa thanked the lord.

She sat herself upright and took in her surroundings. Her clothes were an untidy pile next to her legs with a note stapled to the jeans. Without a second to think, Vanessa quickly stood up and grabbed her clothes. She didn't pay attention to how they looked or what was attached to them, she just needed to get dressed as soon as possible before someone saw her.

Jumping and down to get her tight jeans over her big butt, Vanessa still hadn't noticed the paper flapping about attached to the rear part of her jeans. Once she was back fully dressed, Vanessa marched toward the street. She knew she was out of the naughty street, because it looked totally different and there weren't any clown cops around. "What the fuck now." She pondered, forgetting about the embrassing debacle earlier.