"No...." Sam moaned, "this is impossible! I got rid of the wardrobe! This shouldn't be happening! How did you get into my closet?! How are you affecting my doors?"
He stood there hoping that he would receive SOME answer to his question, only for a blouse to levitate out of the closet and drape itself over his torso.
Astounded by the levitating clothes, he was stunned still.
Whatever **** that was at play seemed frustrated as the blouse was violently ripped away and returned to the doorway, as another one came and took its place.
The **** seemed satisfied with the yellow blouse as a blue pleated skirt floated towards you and hung just under the blouse pressed against him.
"Wait...are you picking out an outfit for me right now?!" Sam yelled, his frustration and humiliation continuing to grow.
Again without answer a pair of yellow stocking floated out of the closet to join the outfit, followed by a white bra, panties and flats.
"Whoa...stop it. I am NOT wearing that. I'm a man- don't you get it? Men like me don't WEAR this stuff!"
The door slammed shut while the various articles of clothes laid themselves neatly on his bed.
"Now wait- listen to me!" He said lunging towards the door, attempting to open it in a further attempt to reason with this magical closet thing, but finding the door unmoving. With his hardest effort, the door wouldn't budge a bit.
He ran back to his closet door and tried to open it- again unbudging. He then moved to his bedroom door- that had somehow closed on its own without his knowledge. It too was stuck in place like the other doors and the wardrobe doors the previous night.
He looked over to the outfit laid out on his bed. He would either be stuck in this room or he would have to put the outfit on.
"Fine...I'll put it on- but afterwards, we're going to finish our little talk."
He put on the panties, the skirt and the blouse- avoiding the shoes and the bra(given there was no reason for him to wear one)
"Is that good enough? I put on your stupid outfit, now open up!"
But still the doors didn't open.
He put on the flats- nothing.
Stockings- nothing.
"You've got to be kidding me..." he said as he unbuttoned his blouse while reaching for the bra.
Now, with the entire outfit on he tried the door again, and it opened with ease revealing his bathroom.
He felt a momentary sense of relief until he noticed a glow emit from his body.
"What is this...what is this?"
It was a pale pink glow, that increased in intensity and richness of the pink before it instantly vanished.
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