What's next?

The room gets more crowded

Amid the sound of laughter and cheering from the corridor, Cordelia Chase threw herself into the small room with Willow and Buffy. Cordelia was now divested of her cheerleader uniform, with not a stitch left on her toned, tanned body and impressive curves. She closed the door quickly and looked at her companions, the equally naked nerd Willow and Buffy, who looked amused and raised an eyebrow at her. There was barely enough room for the three of them to stand without pressing against each other's bodies.

"I saw you run in here," Cordelia explained to Willow, "it seemed like a good place to hide when I found myself in the same situation as you. Which obviously is something I've always tried to avoid."

"You can't even stop being snarky when you're stripped to your birthday suit." Willow said, "Maybe I don't want to share my hiding place with you."

"All right, sorry." Cordelia sighed, "What just happened to my uniform?"

"There's some sort of humiliation ghost going around." Buffy replied, "It got Willow, now it's got you, who knows who's next?"

There was a shriek from down the corridor.

"Sounds like it got Harmony." Cordelia observed. "You're managing all right, Buffy."

"I just got here, but I probably won't be dressed for long if we don't stop her."

"Speaking of," Willow said, "how do we do that?"

"We..." Buffy paused, "Well... I'm open to suggestions."