What's next?

An unexpected visitor

Madison scrawled another autograph, then another, then another. She almost wished she was back at work tidying the clothing, she definitely wished she had her uncomfortable old uniform back.

The queue did not seem to be getting any shorter, no matter how many people approached her table, got an eyeful of her nudity, and then moved on with a snarky comment about her. She wondered whether these people were demons, projections or other residents of Hell who were being punished by being made to act in her own personal Hell.

After another fanboy walked away, snapping photos with his phone, a girl dressed all in black, and with long straight blonde hair, approached, not holding anything for Madison to sign.

"You!" Madison gasped.

"Surprise, bitch." Zoe Benson smiled, "Bet you thought you'd seen the last of me."

"Get me out of here!" Madison jumped up, her chair clattering away behind her. Zoe and the rest of the crowd got a full view of Madison's nude body as she did not try to cover any of it.

"Yes, I'm naked, get over it." Madison told the fans.

"I wouldn't have thought nudity would be part of your Hell," Zoe mused, "I thought you'd be enjoying this."

"Not in this place." Madison replied. "Can we go?"

"No!" the witches turned to see the manager approaching, "You can't take my employee, she has the rest of her shift to complete!"

"I quit." Madison told him, as Zoe raised a hand and sent him flying backwards into the wall. Then Zoe grabbed Madison's arms and pulled her away from her autograph session and away through the people.

"Hey! Stop that!" Madison squealed as her fans grabbed at her, pinching her buttocks, cupping her breasts, one even getting a hand in between her legs that made her jump. As Madison pushed them away they turned on Zoe, tugging at her black dress and tearing the seams open to expose her pale skin and black lace underwear.

"Don't let go." Zoe told Madison, as a bright light began to surround them.