Her mom!

Shit.

"Oof, good morning honey! Sorry, didn't see you there!" my mom says cheerfully, carrying a laundry basket.

"Oh... yeah sorry mom. I'll just get out of your way here." I laugh nervously. She doesn't seem to notice anything wrong with my "attire", so hopefully she gets the hell out of here and I can get back to finding something to wear.

"Wait!" my mom interjects. "I'm actually about to start putting a load of sheets in the dryer right now. You came just in time!" she says with a laugh.

"Uhh, actually I washed this just a few days ago, I think it'll be fine" I lie, hoping that'll be good enough to get her out of my hair. She's still right in front of me in the doorway so I can't comfortably maneuver myself around her.

"Oh, nonsense! No harm in washing it again, might as well throw it in while it's here." she laughs as she grabs at my bedsheet.

Oh shit, this is about to get interesting...

"Mom wait!" I yelp as I clutch to the sheet. I'm not giving my only covering up that easily!

Unfortunately, I'm not that strong, and I can feel the sheet becoming looser around my body.

"Emily, stop being difficu-" she begins but trails off as she gives one final yank, causing the sheet to fly right off of my now exposed, naked body!

I freeze up, and am too shocked to even cover up as my mom stares wide eyed at my nude form.

"Wha- why are you naked Emily?!" my mom asks loudly. "Where are your clothes?!" She seems more confused than angry.

Still too shocked to cover or speak, I am unable to answer her question.

"Em, why are you naked?" my mom repeats. I can tell she definitely was not expecting her daughter to be nude when she pulled the blanket off of her. She continues to stare, and I can see her eyes dart towards my boobs.

I finally muster up the strength to respond, telling her...