Noises Downstairs

Rose awoke gradually, her eyes fluttering open slowly. “W-what time is it...” She said to herself, glancing around the room. A hint of dawn sunlight streamed through the bedroom window at her right, causing Rose’s eyes to widen. “How long was I asleep?” She said to herself, slowly rolling over towards the nightstand.

As she moved, and tried to sit up, Rose suddenly realized there was feeling of bedsheets in places where she had expected clothes. Even her bare tits, ass, and pussy were rubbing against sheets unrestrained. Rose recalled the events that had led her to where she was. Naked, and unable to change that fact. She remembered the previous evening, and how she had stripped down in front of her own parents at her mother’s request. She sat up in bed, and shuddered.

The time on the clock read that it was ten o’clock, which was abruptly followed up by a loud grumbling in Rose’s stomach. She recalled skipping dinner, in light of her condition. Now that she had skipped a meal, and slept a great many hours, Rose’s hunger seemed insatiable.

A stumped Rose began to think about her options, only to find them quite limited. “I can either sit in my room and starve... Or go downstairs and eat...” she said to herself. Rose dreaded the thought of willingly exposing herself to her family again, but knew it would be nearly unavoidable under the current circumstances.