Ms. Appear

The second that Wenda turned visible again, the crowd went even wilder as the young woman unknowingly exposed herself, believing the cheers and whistles were still for the band.

"Uh... Is this a birthday prank you two set up for me?" Emma asked her band mates in a hushed whisper, the drummer blushing as she stared at Wenda's chubby ass. "I mean, I do like cute girls with cute chubby asses, but..."

Both Stacey and Frida could only stare in stunned silence at the posing and panting naked woman who just appeared on the stage, neither able to utter a word.

But they weren't the only ones who were surprised...

The Bouncer, who was now using a cardboard box as a makeshift skirt to cover her thong, had reentered the club just as Wenda turned visible again, her eyes going wide at the sight. There, on stage, stood that one woman who she always tried to throw out having just appeared out of nowhere... Butt ass naked! How did that -

Just then, a thought came to her head. The only logical way that her keycard could have flown out of her pocket and land near a streetlight... The only logical way that that stupid bike lock had somehow snagged onto her belt loop... The only logical way she could have received a wedgie and a spank and hear a familiar voice was if...

"Oh, ho, ho!" The Bouncer laughed quietly with an evil grin. "You're mine now, Bitch!"

Micheal stood in the audience, completely baffled as he recognized his ex-girlfriend... Well, first ex-girlfriend after both figuratively and literally losing Brenda, who had left the club during the song. Wenda had just popped on stage from out of nowhere, completely naked, almost like she was...

"Wait a second..." Micheal said as he closed his eyes, recalling back to the hair salon. First, he recalled Wenda's voice from when they were dating.

And then he gave her a phony Russian accent...

"Oh, you little..." Micheal snarled, shaking with rage.

Sandra and Lucy where just about to throw down when they saw Wenda appear on stage completely naked, their jaws dropping to their knees.

"What the hell?!" Lucy shrieked, her voice drowned out by the audience.

Suddenly, the two former high school bullies who used to fight just to see who'd pick on Wenda first turned towards one another, the same thought entering their heads.

"Did anyone see the fire alarm being pulled when you were **** to streak out of the gym?"

"Nope. Did that street magician even gesture to your pants before they fell to your ankles?"

"Nope."

Both Lucy and Sandra grinned evilly at one another.

"Truce?" Lucy asked.

"Truce." Sandra replied, shaking her hand.

"And just how do I know you actually found my niece's clothes by the trash and you didn't -"

"I swear! I thought someone was throwing it all away!"

"Someone was throwing away not only their clothes, but also their phone, house keys, and wallet?" Leroy challenged.

"Okay, so when I found it, I may have been... Drunk." Sophie chuckled nervously, "But I quit cold turkey after I saw that floating shampoo bottle after I left the liqueur store!"

"..."

"Which, now that I think about it, may have actually been her."

While Sophie and Uncle Leroy were going back and forth while heading to Club X, Oliver couldn't help but notice some... Uncanny similarities between the two.

The same hazel eyes...

The same nose shape...

The same way their foreheads wrinkled when they yelled...

It was almost as if...

"Not to interrupt our rescue mission here, but are you two related?" Oliver asked curiously, getting two confused looks in return.

"Of course not, Boy!" Leroy replied, "My younger brother only has one daughter. And I'm not married. Especially after a heartless, evil, bitter nightmare of a woman made me rethink the idea entirely!"

"And, if you must know, I'm an orphan who got abandoned by my monster of a mother at four." Sophie said, shaking her head sadly. "I don't have a family. I only kept her stupid last name because no one wanted me enough to give me a new one."

Oliver raised an eyebrow skeptically. "And what was the name of this woman? And your mom's name?"

"Her name was Janice Jones." Leroy and Sophie said simultaneously.

Leroy's car screeched to a halt at a stop sign, approximately two hundred yards away from Club X.

Back in the club, Wenda smiled as the crowd continued to go wild. Strangely, however, she didn't hear the band starting another song.

Opening her eyes, Wenda saw the audience staring at and even filming the empty space in front of the drums. Almost as if there was something to...

Gulping, Wenda took a look down... And was instantly greeted with the sight of her own naked body. She shot her head back up, wide eyed and red faced as she looked around her.

Club goers were watching and filming her completely naked.

Her friends and enemies were seeing her naked.

The drummer of her favorite band was blatantly checking out her ass!

She was visible again!

"Oh my..." Wenda squeaked pathetically burned bright red. Not even a second later, she threw her hands over her naked body and screeched loud enough to match the cheering, whistles, and now laughter of the crowd.

"Oh yeah! Now she's embarrassed!"

"Maybe they should've gotten an actual nudist for this part!"

Humiliated beyond belief, Wenda chuckled sheepishly and began to crab walk towards the exit to the stage before bumping into a wall of muscle.

"Going somewhere?" The Bouncer chuckled darkly.

Wenda gave a nervously sheepish chuckle as she looked over The Bouncer's shoulder... A look of fear on her face as she saw Sandra, Lucy, and Micheal standing behind the muscular woman.