One day, you are walking through the park getting some sunshine when you notice a particularly attractive woman you've never seen around town before. She is dressed immaculately, with a sweater and skirt that match her leather jacket and knee-high boots. Not only do you want to see her without her clothes, but you feel you could give her stellar outfit to Melody as a present.
So, you calmly walk up to her and say, point blank, "you must give me all the clothes you are wearing, including your underwear."
"Ummm," she responds indignantly, "what the fuck did you just say to me?"
"You heard me," you assert more, "give me everything you're wearing."
"Am I on camera...?" the woman looks around her.
You start to get nervous, seeing as the woman has yet to make any motion towards her clothing.
"I'm... I'm the clothing controller..." you stammer, trying to reclaim control of the situation.
"Wait..." the woman starts realizing, "did that muscle man come up to you, too?"
Your heart drops... this must be one of the other test people they were talking about.
"Ummm... yeah..." you try to curry favor with this woman you just tried to strip naked, hoping she won't use whatever power she got on you. It isn't a good sign, though, that you watch a sly grin creep up on her face.
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