Nancy wakes up

Nancy could feel the sunlight warming her face, but she had just enjoyed the most peaceful sleep of her life, and wasn't ready for it to be over just yet.

She shivered and frowned in annoyance when she realised her sheet had slipped off during the night. The brunette awkwardly twisted her arm around, fingers groping to try and locate the runaway sheet. Her forearm smoothly brushed against her side-

-wait, smoothly? That couldn't be right.

Accepting that she wasn't going to get back to sleep, Nancy sat up and looked down at herself.

"What the-?"

The usually reassuring fuzz on her arms was gone, her legs were devoid of stubble...and her pussy was bald!

"Robin?!" Nancy called out shakily, hugging herself and looking around desperately.

She squinted as sunlight continued to shine onto her face...and it didn't take long for Nancy to see why.

"Ahh!"

The curtains hadn't just been pushed open, they had been completely removed! Anyone walking past would be able to see right into the room...and see her!

Screaming, Nancy fell off the sofa and scrambled into a shady corner, hugging her knees to her heaving chest.

"R-robin?!" Nancy shouted. "Robin, are you there?"

No answer.

"Alright, very funny!" she called out in a voice that was not her own. "Please get me something to wear, before anyone sees!"

But it was clear that Nancy was home alone.

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Nancy rubbed her sides absentmindedly, resting her chin glumly on her smooth forearms. Her bare toes twitched on the carpet as a chill settled into her body.

She hadn't yet dare move from her hiding spot, not wanting to run the risk of someone looking through the window when she was visible.

But the nude girl knew she would have to move sooner or later. Her stomach was already starting to rumble, and it wouldn't be long before her need to use the toilet became urgent.

Waiting for Robin to come home was pointless. Nancy had no idea where Robin was or how long she would be gone for, and even when she did come back, was her host really likely to take pity on her? After all, she was the one who had done this to her!

Fighting back tears, Nancy tried to gather her scrambled thoughts and devise a plan to escape her predicament...one that preferably involved wearing clothes again.