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Amy kicked the dress away and began hurriedly dressing in what few reasonable options she had left to her. She pulled on a thong and pushup bra, followed by a black tank top with spaghetti straps, and finally her denim skirt.

"Forget the peaceful morning, I'm going shopping for a new wardrobe right now!"

Amy threw on some socks and shoes before grabbing her phone, purse, and keys. She hurried out the door and began the five minute walk to the bus stop. Amy kept expecting something bad to happen, but everything seemed fine. Still wary, Amy reached the bus stop and began waiting with the other people.

A few minutes later, the bus pulled up and Amy moved to climb aboard. She paid her fare and turned to look for a good spot to sit on the crowded bus. That's when it happened.

For a split second, Amy felt some weird sensation above her shoulders, quickly followed by a loud SNIP sound. Amy had been expecting something bad, but she hadn't been expecting this. In an instant, the ghost had cut through both Amy's tank top straps and her bra straps. The effect was immediate: both the tank top and the bra cups fell forward, exposing Amy's round breasts to the entire busload of people. Both garments slid down her body, coming to a stop on her hips. Amy was effectively completely topless!

To her credit, she reacted more quickly than she had the day before. She clapped both hands over her bare breasts, at least shielding her nipples from view. Her fight or flight or freeze reaction was kicking in big time.