Stacey gets a strange call

Stacey rushed out from the bathroom, freshly showered and still fully nude, to grab her ringing phone. She checked the number and didn't recognize it. Shrugging, she answered.

"Yes? What is it?"

"Hello Stacey." A man's voice came across the phone. "Do you like movies?"

"Of course! ...Is this some kind of survey?" Stacey's eyes narrowed.

"No, no." The voice reassured her in a friendly way. Something about this voice was familiar, but she couldn't place it. "I just want to talk about movies."

"Yeah, what about them?" Stacey asked, growing ready to hang up.

"Do you like... ENF movies?"

"What is that?" Stacey asked.

"Google it." The voice suggested.

Now more intrigued, Stacy, moved over to her computer. Bending over, bare pinkish ass sticking out behind her, she searched 'ENF'. Her eyes widened at the results.

"What is this?" She asked. "This stuff is absurd!"

"You don't like it?" The voice asked.

"Are you kidding?" Stacey shook her head. "This is silly male fantasy. It's totally unrealistic!"

"Why do you say that?"

"Well, women's clothes don't just fall off." Stacey pointed out, rolling her eyes. "And even if they somehow did, women don't just stand there naked making funny faces and rubbing their hands on themselves!"

"Well, what if I told you it was about to happen to you?"

Stacey's eyes widened. Feeling nervous and remembering her own nudity for the first time, she looked around her dorm room.

"What do you mean?"