Lauren is alive... And naked!

Lauren shot straight up with a gasp, looking around at the crowd of people gathered around her as they muttered amongst themselves.

"I'm alive?" Lauren asked herself, "Wait, did that even happen? I mean, I'm laying in the middle of the street, so it must have. I just need a week to set everything right, and I can go through those gates."

As Lauren got to her feet, she could hear members of the crowd talking with each other out loud.

"How is she still alive?! We saw her get hit by a bus!"

"Should we call an ambulance or something?!"

"Uh, why is she naked? Wasn't she wearing clothes when she got hit?"

That last one got Lauren's attention. Looking down, the young woman was once again greeted by her pathetically flat chest and small breasts, her shaved womanhood, her short and stumpy legs, her wide hips, her massive ass, her little paunch, her pale and freckled skin.

She was freaking naked again!

"Not again!" Lauren shrieked as she crossed her legs and covered her breasts. "Where are my clothes?!"

As some members of the crowd began to laugh and film the nude Lauren, the young woman in question looked around for anything that pointed to where her clothes went. However, all she could find was her keys, her wallet, her phone, and...

The Life Book!

Chuckling sheepishly, Lauren scooped up her belongings before grabbing the book and placing it over her fat ass. With her face crimson, the young woman grabbed a news paper from a member of the crowd, opened it up, and plastered it over her front half.

"Thank you all for... Um, checking up on me. However, I... Gotta go." Lauren stuttered in awkward embarrassment before racing towards her apart.

Ignoring the jeers and laughter as she did so...

Soon, Lauren unlocked the door of her apartment and threw it open, racing inside and slamming it shut. That was downright mortifying! Her secrets all on display like that. Seen by practically everyone.

Where the hell did her clothes go?!

"I can worry about that later." Lauren groaned to herself as she placed her keys, wallet, and phone on the counter before placing the Life Book down next to them and throwing the newspaper aside. "Right now, I have to get dressed so I can make amends with everyone."

Lauren went over to her bedroom and opened her underwear drawer, pulling out a pair of shaping panties before slipping them on. However, just as she opened the drawer containing her padded bras, she let out a squeak as her spanx disappeared completely.

"What the hell?" Lauren asked in a mixture of shock and horror, slipping her bra on before opening her underwear drawer again. No sooner had she done so when her bra vanished too. "What the hell?!"

Lauren tried practically everything. Shirts, pants, coats, panties, bras, shoes, socks, skirts, swimsuits, bath robes, tank tops, belts; every article of clothing she put on merely vanished into thin air.

"I tried to warn you, but you didn't listen."

Lauren yelped as she jumped, turning around to see Sarah sitting on her bed, still in her robe and sandals.

"What are you doing here?!" Lauren barked, "Shouldn't you be at The Gate?! What's going on?!"

"In order," Sarah began, "it is common for an angel to accompany a mortal going through the redemption deal. I asked personally to be the one accompanying you because I do believe there's at least a kernel of good in all mortals, even if I'd yet to see it from you, and they have another Gatekeeper watching The Gate so I could act as an advisor. And apart from you destroying half your wardrobe, you're experiencing the reason many are hesitant to take the deal in the first place."

"You better start making sense right now, you winged freak!" Lauren demanded as she snarled at Sarah, who merely shook her head; clearly unimpressed.

"Don't try to intimidate me, Lauren. I've battled demons - LITERAL demons, mind you, that you've only seen in your nightmares."

"Let me make myself crystal clear with this next question, and you better answer it in a way that makes sense." Lauren growled. "Why. Can't. I. Wear. Clothes?!"