She got her clothes back but

Lucy finally got her clothes back, but her boss paid her a visit. "Good news! I finally got my clothes back!" said Lucy. "Well, I'm not entirely sure for how long, but that doesn't really matter," said her boss. "I'm getting these letters, but now it's starting to get out of control. In fact, almost half the country now wants you to become a nudist. It's getting to the point where even I can't stop the possibility. Have you been crossing my mind anymore?" said her boss.

"Wait, no way! Just how bad is it?" said Lucy. "Let's just say after that little stunt you pulled on camera earlier, almost half the country wants you to stay a nudist now. Plus, you even masturbated in front of them. Talk about giving them the wrong idea," said her boss.

"Wait, what?" Then she checked the video herself, and sure enough, she was on camera and everything. "Oh no! I must have forgotten!" Lucy thought to herself. "How did I forget I was on camera? Oh man, my life is getting worse and worse! I’ve got to reverse that spell!" Lucy thought, yelling at herself.

The rest of the day went perfectly, but her guy fans were disappointed that she was wearing clothes. However, after that exciting performance earlier, they didn't care at this point. Lucy finally got to keep her clothes on all the way until she got home. For once, she went inside, and sure enough, even her mailbox was full of letters saying things like "Become a nudist and just get it over with!"

"Stupid spell!" said Lucy. "It's ironic; I wanted this kind of attention all my life, but not to get naked!" said Lucy. But this time, when she went to her room and checked her closet, she had 121 outfits left. "Really? Are you kidding me? Like this couldn't get any worse!" said Lucy. She checked her follower count, and sure enough, it was in the millions now. She had so many fans that it was not even funny.

"Well, on the bright side, I got my goal done at last," said Lucy.

And then finally, at last, her clothes actually stayed on for almost a whole month after that without incident, which was surprising even to her. "That's weird; it looks like masturbating actually worked in my favor even more than I thought," Lucy thought. Still, it worked out well this month, but there are bound to be side effects somewhere, Lucy thought.

And then, four months later, there was no incident; it was like the spell was completely gone altogether. "Something's off here; there's no way that could have been an off button," said Lucy. Then Tuesday came, and she opened her closet only to find nothing there—nothing at all. "Wait, what? Where are my clothes?" said Lucy. She checked her drawers; there was not a single one, not even a sock. "What the heck? But why?" said Lucy. "Obviously, I can't keep wearing my night clothes!"

Then she found a note: "Your clothes haven't been washed in over four months. I took them to the laundry," said the owner of her building. "Wait, what? Now that I think about it, how did I forget that of all things?" said Lucy. "I have work today!" Her timing was the worst. "What does she expect me to do, go there in my night clothes?" said Lucy.

Then she went inside the shower to think things over, but when she came out, her night clothes were gone—not even a towel to dry off. "I almost forgot these," said her boss, leaving another note. "P.S. Walking around naked won't hurt for a single day, right?" said the owner of her building. "Oh, now I get it—the sticking spell! I knew it was too good to be true," said Lucy. "Still, though, I'm glad it lasted this long, but still," said Lucy. "I can't go to work looking like this!"

But as soon as she went to check her bed for at least a blanket, even the blankets were gone; even the sheets—everything she wanted to use to cover herself was gone. "I know this is bad!" said Lucy. "I know I'm going to regret this, but heck with it!" said Lucy. She used one of her keys to call someone she knew and asked her to bring some magical clothes that she could wear. She did what Lucy asked, and she was able to wear at least a really weird, fancy outfit. "Okay, now I don't have to be naked going to work—excellent!" said Lucy.

So she went to work looking really weird, but compared to her usual outfits, nobody even cared at this point. But then she started feeling strange—really strange. She started to feel hot, and throughout the day at work, that sensation only got worse and worse. Before she knew it, she started stripping off her own clothes in public before she even realized it and began masturbating at work. Sure enough, she found herself naked at a climax. "I want nothing like this!" Lucy screamed to herself inside her head. "You're lucky no one saw that," Lucy thought. "Man, I'm losing it; I better get dressed," Lucy thought.

But as soon as she got dressed, her outfit changed into a cat outfit. Then she realized that this wasn't the original outfit she had been wearing at all. "What the—this isn't what I had in mind!" Lucy yelled in her head once more. Then she got dressed in the other outfit once again. "That outfit disappeared years ago!" Lucy thought.