She finds that her skin is now extremely slippery

Mackenzie didn't even bother with the towel. She simply grabbed the shorts and immediately stepped into them. She swiftly pulled the soft fabric up her legs, securing it around her hips and finally providing herself a bit of decency. She crouched back down and picked up the t-shirt next. But, after she had greedily pulled it into placed over her head, she began to notice a peculiar sensation coming from her lower half.

There was a strangle tingling feeling where the waistband of the shorts was pressing into her hips. And, a moment later, Mackenzie watched in stunned silence as the shorts began slowly sliding down her body.

"What in the..." she muttered to herself as she grabbed them, halting their descent. But a second later, the shorts slipped out of her fingers and continued their journey to the floor! "H-huh?!"

The now bottomless redhead was thoroughly perplexed. It felt like the shorts had just effortlessly slipped free from her grip! She crouched down, reaching for her newly acquired shorts, when her feet suddenly slipped out from under her! With a 'WHOOMF' Mackenzie fell back onto her ass. She cringed in a minor bit of pain as she reached her arms behind her, trying to raise her torso off the floor.

But before she could, her torso was tingling all over as well. And her shirt was suddenly slipping up over her head! In an instant, it had somehow slipped off her body completely, leaving the beautiful woman naked once again.

"What... is... happening?!" she said through a grimace.

Mackenzie tried to stand up, but found it difficult to do so. Her tingling feet kept slipping out from under her! After two full minutes of effort, however, the nude redhead had managed to get back on her feet.

She was slowly learning that, presumably because of the nefarious substance she'd been completely coated in, her skin had become extremely slippery! Mackenzie could stand on her feet, but only if she was very well balanced. If she leaned too much in one way or another, the edges of her feet came into contact with the floor enough to send her slipping back to the ground. Her hands, likewise, could only tenuously grip things at best. If she got a firm grip on something, with enough of her palm, she could hold onto it. But just holding onto something normally with her fingers soon sent it slipping out of her grip entirely.

She'd spent a solid five minutes desperately trying to get her newfound shirt and shorts back on her body, with not so great results. The shorts weren't staying on at all, as friction was typically the only thing keeping them up anyway (and Mackenzie's body now apparently had virtually no friction on it). But it seemed like, even if she bent over slightly, her shirt would slip off her shoulders and over her head entirely! It almost made her think there was some sort of slight **** propelling the clothing off of her body or something. But how on earth would that even work? Maybe some heightened static electricity or something? Mackenzie had no idea...

"Just what the hell was that stuff anyway?!" she whined to herself, still peeved at the strange tingly substance that was now coating her entire body.

Mackenzie blushed, trying and once again failing to hold her shorts in place with one hand. She slowly crouched down, Mackenzie sure to keep her torso completely vertical (otherwise her shirt would go flying off again). She grabbed the shorts firmly with both hands and slowly slid them back up to her hips. She didn't even bother with the useless drawstring. The only way her shorts were staying on her body was if she used both hands to keep them there. This was just her luck! Mackenzie's only thought was that maybe she could find a way to rinse this foreign substance out of her skin. But the sink in front of her did nothing and she certainly wasn't getting back inside that shower.

As if on cue, the wall on the opposite side of the bathroom began slowly sliding open. Mackenzie thought she could make out a dim hallway appearing ahead of her. She really really really didn't want to go traipsing around this haunted house in such a precarious state If she so much as moved the wrong way, she was going to find herself suddenly slipping around naked again. But Mackenzie wasn't going to get anywhere sitting in the bathroom any longer. Mackenzie stepped forward extremely slowly and kept her torso as upright as possible, almost as if she was walking on ice. Fully clothed, but a mere second away from nudity at any point, the redhead cautiously made her way into the dark hallway, wondering who or what might await her next.