What's next?

Ground level

Gwen carefully slid her hands sideways. At the moment she was glad of her mysterious new sticking power, as it still looked a long way to the ground. Although she felt sure the growing crowd of students down there would happily break her fall if necessary.

Once she reached the upright pole, Gwen shifted her grip, finding that although her fingertips remained firmly attached to the metal as if magnetic, she could move them along, which was an improvement from earlier that morning.

Now all she had to do was slide down the pole, and within seconds her bare feet were on the ground. And her only problem now was that she was completely nude in the middle of campus.

"Uh... Hey." she blushed, looking around her at the crowd. She took a step closer to the lamppost, using it to hide her crotch, but that had the result of her breasts sliding into view either side of the pole. And behind her there was no coverage at all, her bare backside jiggling as she looked around for some sort of help. Her fingers still showed no inclination to detach from the post, and she felt an awful lot like some medieval criminal, pilloried in the town square.

"Could, uh, could one of you fetch me a towel or something? Or even stop taking photos and hold your bag in front of me? Something? Anyone?"