He stretches the truth

Robin, relying more on scientific instinct than his social skills, lifted Sophie by her bottom and set her on the table, like it were an examination room. Sophie, not wanting to brush him awkwardly with her legs, spread her knees out to the sides giving him plenty of room to stand directly infront of her. He tried not to look down as her hairless lips spread wide open, the smooth and delicate pink teasing his periphery. Looking into her wide eyes he said, "Sophie, i think there might be something cursing your clothes. Its like... your robe is decididing who gets to see it, and... well uh.... who gets to sees through it. Like its making your clothes a little invisible."

Sophie laughed at his comment, her tender breasts jiggling ever so playfully in front of him. "What?" She asked, incredulously. "Are you trying to say you can see through it? To my shirt and shorts?" Instictively she lifted her arm and leg a little, covering part of her chest protectively. This motion, unfortunately for her, drew his attention to the puffy pink nipples perking out pressed against her arms, and then even lower to her stunningly stretched out legs.

"Uhhh... shirt and shorts? Well like... obviously, yeah... youre wearing those. that makes sense." He says with a gulp, glancing down between her strong, naked thighs. He ran his thumbs up the inside of her thighs discreetly, under the lip of her invisible robe. They stopped gliding along her skin part way up at what felt like them hem of a pair gym shorts. A barely noticable sharp inhale, paired a quick twitch of her exposed labia, reminded Robin that Sophie was likely finding all this increasingly embarassing, even if she could see all her clothes. It took all his willpower to casually remove his hands, placing them on the table on either side of her instead. "Yeah Soph. uh, its like it is making your clothes er... glitch?" He said, kicking himself for being so awkward. "Thats why ive been trying to inspect them and diagnose the problem."

Sophie started to laugh again but cut herself short, her twinkling eyes looking deeply into those of her roomie's. She saw genuine worry, concern, even... was he blushing? Shit... he had never joked or acted like this before. As jolting as his unexpected touches had been, the odd behavior proved to her that what he was seeing was real. "Okay..." she said, still acting cautiously, "So if my robe is cursed and my clothes are glitching, you havent been able to see through to my um..." shhe lowered her voice to a shy whisper, "...my bra ...or panties?"

"No!" He replied a bit quickly. It was technically true, he hadnt seen her undies. He'd been staring straight at her naked breasts and bare mound. But it felt like telling her the truth would be almost as bad as if he himself had pushed her back on the table and forcefully stripped her body nude. So he decided to just stretch the truth just a little... for her sake, of course. "Soph, its like they glitch in and out. You can see them, but sometimes i cant. I havent seen your bra yet... " he said calmly, placing a finger between her breasts feeling for the underwire again. "...Nor your panties." He said, tracing his finger down her "clothed" tummy, stopping just shy of her pink folds. She twitched again. Was that her clitoris peeking out?! He quickly bounced his eyes back to hers. "but a curse like this would definately NOT be safe! Its like... the robe or outfit is jealous? I can tell when i touch it - just sense - it doesnt want you to be seen in your normal clothes right now. And thats why its glitching."

A flash of worry and panic filled her face. She squeezed her chest with her arm, actually covering her exposed nips for the first time. She locked eyes with Robin and whisperered, "help me please! I dont want any more of my clothes to go invisible!"

"Dont worry, i wont let that happen!" Robin said, stepping back a moment, scratching his chin and looking her over thoughtfully. He was again stretching the literal truth into what she wanted to hear. But he wanted to comfort her. He wanted to embrace her. No... that would be weird. At the same time, he couldnt let her leave the room, what if she was cursed? What if sonething else happened to her?" "But you have to trust me, okay?" He said stepping back in between her knees again, hands resting on her legs. "First, I need to eliminate which items of clothing may or may not be the root of the problem. Are you okay with me doing that?"

Sophie wanted to run! Was she cursed? Her hair stood on end and her nipples stiffened inside her bra. Was this as serious as he made it sound? Yes, she believed Robin. Wasnt belief enough reason to trust him too? He had always been so respectful, like a brother she never had. She had never felt extra close to him before, but he was a nerd and she was an introvert. That level of emotional distance was pretty typical. That said, she had felt safe with him. For a moment she selfishly wished that the person she felt most safe with - Robin - wasnt a guy. She knew that wasnt really relevent... but his attractiveness certainly make things more embarassing for her. What did he even mean by what he said? Was he just going to inspect her clothes? Or actually eliminate them? Certainly not the latter. That would be... unthinkable. Did she feel wet all of the sudden? No... she was spinning this situation out of control. It was all in her mind. What she needed was to snap back to reality. She took a leap of faith, looking up innocently into his eyes. "Yes. I trust you. Go ahead."