Janice volunteers her clothing

"Oh honey, here, take my clothes," Janice offered to her daughter.

"What?!" both Candace and Gerard perked up.

"Oh please, Care Bear," Janice called her husband by his pet name while she slipped off her Christmas sweater and white T-shirt, throwing them in the backseat to a nonplussed Candace, "it's nothing you haven't seen before. And Candace has the same parts, she won't mind, right honey?" Janice snapped off her white bra and hurled it at her daughter.

"No, not at all, thanks Mom!" Candace was very grateful for this gift "but why your underwear?!"

"Honey, you've been through a very long and stressful day," Janice calmed her daughter, "you deserve to wear a full set of clothes, not just some of them," as she lifted her butt off the seat and swiped her tights, panties, Christmas socks, and slip-ons in one fell swoop and handed them to Candace.

Candace couldn't believe it. She took a full twenty seconds, but was actually fully clothed for once! She cherished the feeling of a full set of fabric on her body, and she felt like a real person after hours without any semblance of dignity. Best of all, the clothes actually fit her perfectly.

"Ohh, thank you, thank you, thank you, thaaank you!!!" Candace squeaked, reaching up and kissing her nude mother.

"You're welcome, dear. Merry Christmas! After what we've done to your room, you'll likely need them for a while."

"Umm, okay?" Candace asked quizzically, before exiting the car and approaching the pharmacy.