Yes but a slight few

Mirajane became one of Lucy's biggest fans, but she already knew Lucy was kind of into that sort of thing. However, she was going to keep this a secret to herself, well, for **** reasons. Obra found out too; she subscribed immediately. She had her own personal reasons but planned to keep this secret to tease Lucy about it later. Even in front of others, she would drop hints—that was her plan anyway. Brandish was just hoping that Lucy would get it out of her system and move on. Plus, she always found herself in situations where she ended up naked in front of him; she didn't know how, but it always happened. Even from a distance, it was almost like they were following her, and now it was time for her to get her ****.

After a while, when Lucy came back from her own training, she started making her own videos again. Her last video had made her so embarrassed that she couldn't even go online for a week. Then, Lucy got a chance at a job starting at the bottom level, working for one of the biggest newscasts ever. Even her boss knew about her naked videos and fully approved; after all, she was just that good-looking. But he wasn't going to tell her that—she already had a big enough head as it was. The ranks were ridiculous, and from 1 to 10, she was at the bottom; she had a long way to go. Between her books and her videos, she was becoming increasingly popular little by little. But now she had even less time due to her videos, which was kind of a good thing; Lucy was actually glad about it.

On top of that, she had a good excuse for her fans. She was wearing a purple shirt that did not cover her belly, brown shorts, and a brown belt, of course, with her keys in the pocket. On the other side, she was wearing a white bra—not that it mattered; it felt like her breasts were trying to pop out for all to see. But thanks to her bra, nobody noticed. This was her third week doing videos, and she allowed herself to take three days off from filming. On those days off, she would focus on her main job to get a promotion. So she focused on it until Tuesday, and of course, just like before, her clothes slowly vanished one by one off her body. Each time, they would reappear, but her other clothes in the closet would disappear in their place. She had 129 outfits left already, and she wasn't even trying to buy new clothes; she had bigger problems trying to reverse the spell. Not to mention, she needed to pay rent until she got a promotion; she couldn't afford to miss rent.

But five days later, she was completely nude again on video, and she forgot she was naked. She checked her body every day now, but during the videos, sometimes she would get carried away by her fans, who would do that on purpose just to throw her off. The worst part was that it worked every time. This time, she started filming in the streets, forgetting all about her curse altogether. Of course, people were shocked at what she was actually doing, but it didn't occur to her that she was doing anything wrong. Since everyone in the city was getting used to it, no one tried to stop her this time.

Then she found herself walking all the way to work completely naked. Her boss was impressed that she had the guts to do that. She did all kinds of poses for him completely nude, and she didn't even realize she was naked. She even walked straight to the bus completely naked without a slightest hint of embarrassment, thinking she was doing it on purpose, but in reality, she wasn't. Before she knew it, she started doing a bunch of dances on video too, and she never even bothered to check if she was dressed for the day. By the time she looked for her clothes to get dressed and get out of there, it finally clicked. She saw her video was still on and slowly turned around, terrified of what she actually saw. She looked down at herself, and sure enough, she was completely nude.

"Oh my gosh, how long have I been naked?" she said, asking her companion next to her. "What are you talking about? You arrived here naked; you've been naked all day! You mean you didn't even notice? How is that even possible?" said Jenny. That's when Lucy's face turned completely red with embarrassment and humiliation. She ran home, completely covering her face with her hands. Seriously, she forgot to get dressed today, and she didn't even notice? "Now that's impressive, but that's a blonde for you," said Jenny.

Of course, Lucy made it back, and sure enough, her fan count was no longer in the hundreds; it was in the 2000s now. But then it finally clicked. "Wait a minute, no, it can't be!" Lucy yelled. Sure enough, she checked her closet, and even more of her clothes had vanished this time. "Oh no, please tell me this spell is not doing what I think it's doing," said Lucy. She turned around and turned the video off, and sure enough, her clothes finally reappeared—the ones that were on her body, at least. She couldn't say the same for the ones in her closet. "Uh-oh, I was afraid of that," said Lucy. "Wait, why didn't I just turn off the video feed earlier? What am I, an idiot?" she yelled at herself, hitting her head.

Sure enough, she spent the rest of the night feeling too embarrassed to sleep and humiliated. She went through a whole other book that night—her eighth book. There were only two more left, and she was starting to panic. Because if it wasn't one of the ten books, it must be the new one she got. If that's the case, Steve was going to have a never-ending nightmare until she found a way to reverse the spell, if she could, that is.

The next day at work, she didn't even bother to do the video before work; this time, she was not going to fall for the same trick twice. Everyone was so happy and somewhat disappointed at the same time. The women just wanted to humiliate her because of the fairy tale making them look foolish as time went by. Some had poor **** reasons—the list goes on and on. The bottom line was that it was not just guys who wanted her to be like that anymore; it was a whole bunch of them.

This time, it wasn't even her who turned on the camera; it was her boss. Sure enough, her clothes were there, at least for now. Her boss was glad that she didn't make it too obvious, but he knew that she had to change the pattern at least a little bit. Four days later, she was only barefoot, and every time she went to work, her boss turned it on for her. It was no longer required for her to do it at home anymore after that last fiasco.