Jennifer's time in Scott's house is a nightmare

Scott eagerly opened the door to his house to let his new girlfriend inside.

As they entered a small bulldog approached and barked at Jennifer repeatedly.

"don't worry he's friendly. That's Max." Said Scott.

The dog started sniffing her and she got timid and tried to just let it as she wanted it to be satisfied and leave her alone. Finally it did and walked into another room.

"Um... are your parents home?" she asked meekly.

"No they're at work, it's just us! No shoes in the house by the way."

Jennifer kicked off her flip flops leaving her barefoot as she entered into their tile kitchen. She went back to crossing her arms across her chest to obscure her nipples. Scott was leading her upstairs, no doubt to his bedroom.

"The bathroom..?"

"Oh... right in there..." He said sounding disappointed, as he pointed towards the end of the hall which was away from the stairs leading to his room.

Jennifer made her way to the bathroom and opened the door. She closed and locked it behind her. It was a small bathroom with a ceiling fan and a mirror as well as a toilet and sink.

She finally examined herself in the mirror and saw the outline of her nipples. She blushed and hoped Scott hadn't noticed.

She lifted her shirt to find her bra practically ruined. She double checked the lock and then lifted her shirt and the bra over her head revealing her small b-cups with pink aureolas.

As she tried to think of what she could do to make her nipples less obvious after she fixed her shirt situation it reached the top of her body and she removed it completely. Suddenly she felt an incredible strong and fast tug on the fabric and as she looked up her bra and shirt were caught in the ceiling fan. She frantically grabbed at it but it just wacked her hand repeatedly, so she looked for a switch to try to turn the fan off but every thing she flicked just turned off various lights. Horrified she realized the fan switch must be outside the bathroom. She was stuck topless and desperately she looked for a towel or even toilet paper to wrap around herself to exit the room to turn off the fan in case Scott was standing outside but there was literally nothing as the roll sat empty and there was nothing under the sink.

She recoiled in horror as she was becoming more and more convinced she was actually cursed. In a few moments she would know for sure she was entirely cursed.