Chapter 8 by wicker

What happens when she puts on the clothes?

Infestation

Dana put the clothes on all the while fighting the impulse to just strut around naked so strangers could gawk at her bare ass and tits. She also was still heavily breathing as she licked her lips thinking about how much she enjoyed sucking that young man's cock. She shook her head trying to free herself of the perverted thoughts her mind was swimming in.

As Dana walked back to her friend's house, she kept having impulses to flash her tits or moon every stranger she saw. When she arrived at her friend's house, she found it was still locked, so she sat in a rocking chair on the front porch and tried to figure out what was happening to her.

A few moments later, Dana felt itchy. She scratched herself but the itch got worse. She pulled the waist of her pants forward and stuck her hand down them. When she did, she saw the problem: body lice.

"You have got to be kidding me!" Dana yelled in exasperation. She scratched her crotch with one hand and rubbed her tit with the other. "Infested clothes?! Ugh!"

Dana got up and paced across the porch. "Come on, get home!" she said aloud as she tried the door handle again. The itching got worse.