Your crush Brooke, but it backfires

You thought about the perfect girl, Brooke: the one you’ve known since middle school. She was miraculously in most of your class through middle/ high school and even went to the same community college studying the same degree path. You couldn’t believe just how similar you two were but she barely even knew your name and has really only said a few words to you ever. You definitely felt like there was no one more perfect than her to be the target of your enchantment. You do everything the book tells you and go to bed satisfied. As you go to sleep, you drift into a dream where you are talking with her but she immediately points out that you are naked in the classroom.

You look down in horror and see that are indeed without a stitch of clothing on your body, even your shoes are gone. You begin to freak out as you try to figure out where to go but she ultimately grabs your hand and says she would help you. You cover your erection with your free hand as best as you can as she pulls you through the crowd. You feel your cheeks burning as you feel hands touching your bare skin as well as hearing the cheers and jeers of your various classmates.

You wake up from your dream in a tizzy and gasping for air as the dream felt way too real. You feel the softness of your bedding to remind you that you are still safe in bed. You feel the sheets may be a little soaked in sweat but you also feel that your body seems to be in direct contact with the sheets as well now too. You quickly rip off your covers and expose your morning wood to your room. You also scream out as you know you went to bed with pajamas so how did you end up completely nude. You quickly hop out of bed and look for something to put on in your drawers.

Your horror becomes more apparent when you look through each drawer to find them completely empty. You rush to your closet to find it with only empty hangers of where your shirts once were. Maybe your stepsister played a prank on you but this felt too elaborate considering everything you owned, even the clothes you wore to bed the previous night, were all missing. You go sit in at desk feeling your naked cheeks hit the smooth leather as you put your head in your hands confused on what to do now and how to even fix this.

You look at the book and try to see what the fuck even happened to make your clothes all disappear from existence. You quickly get back to the page you had left it on the previous night and learn that you may have enchanted yourself in the process. You needed to figure out what the parameters were for the enchantments. You could only guess that it definitely had to do something with Brooke and maybe speaking with her. You just didn’t know how besides remembering your dream as maybe the answer. You didn’t have many other options if you wanted your clothes back and maybe this was your chance to stand out to Brooke.