Bra

"Very nice," Tim said. "Did you see? She knows something's wrong, but she doesn't know what."

"Dude I think I saw her skirt shift. It worked."

"Okay. What's next?"

"Well," Jacob said. "If she doesn't have any panties on now, then she doesn't really need a bra either, does she?"

"I love it."

This time, when Renee felt something, she knew what it was immediately. Her boobs shifted downward, and she couldn't feel the straps on her shoulders that she was always keenly aware of.

She looked down at her chest, then looked around at her classmates. What was going on? Did her bra just vanish? But things like that didn't happen. Maybe she forgot. No, she always made sure she had underwear on. Clothes just don't vanish in thin air.

Do they?

And what could she do?

She looked around again. No one seemed to have noticed yet. She wondered how long that would be true.

Someone was bound to notice sooner or later.

She wondered what else was going to happen.