Getting Dressed

On the top floor, a curvy brunette was wrapped in a towel and drying her hair with another as she got ready for the day. On her bed behind her the clothes she'd laid out for the day began to twitch. Unseen to the girl, she dropped the towels and strode to the bed. Reaching for her black panties, she grunted in surprise when they slid out of reach at the last second.

"What the hell?" she asked, reaching again.

They jerked away again, this time sliding off the bed. Bending over, she looked under the bed to find nothing on the floor. Standing back up, she froze. Hovering over the bed her panties floated, inflated as if an invisible woman were wearing them. She slowly backed up, then yelped and jumped as she backed into someone.

Spinning around, her eyes bulged as she saw the rest of her outfit fully formed and floating behind her. Stepping back, she looked down as she felt something at her feet, but realized too late she'd stepped into the waiting leg holes of her possessed underwear.

In one quick motion, they sailed up her legs and wedged between her legs. She gasped as she felt hands on her ass and what felt like a tongue licking her mound over her panties. She stumbled back and fell onto the bed as her haunted underwear worked her over. As she lay there, her possessed jeans and t-shirt crawled on top of her. She froze and stared at the outfit as it straddled her. Looking down, she saw invisible hands imprint her tits as if unseen arms protruded from the shirt.

Still too surprised to speak, all she could manage was "oh" as the collar leaned toward her neck, and invisible feminine kisses began to trail down her body.