Put on the violet bra and panties

Happy to have something to wear, at least, Cassie reached down to grab the bra and panties before closing the door. She could still hear static coming from the other side, so she walked to the other end of the bathroom to get dressed. It was better to be safe.

The purple undergarments smelled flowery, like violets and lavenders and something she couldn't place, and she instinctively held them up and breathed it in. The scent was almost dizzying, and Cassie relaxed a little. Smiling despite herself, she slipped on the pretty panties and hooked the matching bra behind her back.

There was little doubt that these were hers, because they fit her body like a glove. They were so soft and wispy, too. It was as if Cassie was wearing nothing at all, but she didn't feel unguarded and exposed like before. No, she felt free, unfettered. The ghost of flowers past lingered in the air, and she wondered again what that mystery smell was.