Robin makes her understand, despite his shyness

Viki watched, suppressing a giggle as Robin's gaze drifted down to Sophie's form on the floor. He seemed frozen, a deer caught in the headlights of an impossible situation. His mind was clearly a battlefield between his genuine desire to help his mortified friend and the undeniable, electrifying reality of her naked body inches away.

"Well?" Viki prodded, her voice a sly whisper. "She asked for help, Romeo. Don't leave a lady waiting."

Robin swallowed hard, the sound audible in the small apartment. He shifted, his knee accidentally brushing against Sophie's bare calf, causing her to flinch. "Right. Sorry. I just... I don't know where to start."

"Start with the basics," Viki coached, barely containing her amusement. "What's she wearing on top? Or, you know, *not* wearing?"

Robin took a steadying breath, forcing his eyes up from the floor to meet Sophie's panicked gaze. He tried to keep his expression clinical, scientific, but the heat creeping up his neck was a dead giveaway. "Okay, Sophie. Just... stay still for a second. I'm going to try and describe it."

She nodded, her wide, brown eyes fixed on him. Her arms were clamped tightly over her breasts, one hand still pressed between her thighs.Robin’s hand trembled slightly as he reached out, his eyes darting between Sophie's frightened face and the arm she had pressed firmly against her chest. "Okay," he breathed, his voice cracking. "I'm... I'm going to check the top first. Just to be sure about the robe and bra. Okay?"

Sophie flinched as his fingers made contact with her forearm, pushing gently but insistently against the barrier she had created. "Robin, wait, I'm holding it... you can't just..."

"Shh," Viki interjected, leaning in closer with a predatory grin. "Let him do his job, Soph. He's being scientific. You want data, don't you?"

"Data, right," Sofie muttered, mostly to herself. Robin applied a bit more pressure, forcing Sophie's arm away from her body. She whimpered softly, her resistance crumbling under his persistent touch, until finally, her arm was pinned at her side.

To Robin, the sight was breathtaking. Her chest was completely bare, the pale skin rising and falling with her rapid breaths. To Sophie, she was still covered by her cotton pajama top and bra. But as Robin's hand hovered over her, she realized the futility of her position. He wasn't reaching for a fabric strap; he was reaching for her.

"I... I don't see anything, Soph," Robin said, his eyes locking onto the soft curves of her breasts. "Not a stitch. It's just... you." He gulped, hovering over her nipples, but restaining himself and instead reaching for the freckles on and around her curves. "I can see freckles here, here... here, and... here."

"So the top actually is gone?" Sophie squeaked, her face burning so hot she felt like she might actually glow. "What about... what about the shorts? And the underwear? Please tell me those are visible."

Robin swallowed audibly, his gaze drifting downward. Sophie tried to snap her legs closed, but Viki was still kneeling there, effectively blocking her knees apart. "Well," Robin started, his voice dropping an octave as he stared at the space between her thighs. "I can see your... uh... your legs. But as for anything in between..."

"It's a clear view, Sophie," Viki supplied helpfully, enjoying the way her friend's eyes widened innocently. "Robin can see everything. Literally everything. You might as well be center stage at a strip club. Nice shave by the way."

"No, no, no," Sophie chanted, squeezing her eyes shut as if that could reverse the curse. "I have shorts on! I put them on five minutes ago! I can feel them!" She grabbed at the waistband of her shorts, her fingers digging into the empty air. "They're right here! Why can't you see them?"

"Because they're invisible to us," Robin said, finally managing to tear his eyes away from her vagina and look her in the face. "But I can feel them. It's the strangest thing. It's like... the clothes are viewable in your world, but not ours." He said, caressing the invisible hem of her shorts.

"So I'm really naked." Sophie whimpered, opening her eyes to look at him pleadingly. "To you, I'm just... completely naked!?"

"Completely," Robin confirmed, nodding slowly. "And I have to say, Soph... for a shy girl who always hides in hoodies, you... uh... you have really nothing to be ashamed of. You're actually kind of... perfect."

The compliment hung in the air, awkward and heavy, causing Sophie's blush to deepen down to her chest. She felt exposed in a way she never had before, not just physically, but emotionally. Her darkest, most private secret—her body, which she kept hidden from the world—was now on display for her roommates, and there was nothing she could do about it.

"Okay, so we've established the nakedness," Viki said, clapping her hands together and breaking the momentary trance. "The question is, what do we do about it? You can't go out like that, Soph. You'll get arrested within five minutes."

"I know!" Sophie cried out, trying to scoot backward into a more defensive position, but only succeeding in backing up against Robin who was now behind her. "I have to stay here! I can never leave the apartment!"

"Or," Viki said, a mischievous glint returning to her eyes. "We test this curse thing. See how far it goes. Maybe if you take the clothes off, they become visible again?"

"Take them off?" Sophie looked at her like she was insane. "I'm already naked! What difference does it make?"

"It makes a huge difference!" Viki insisted. "Right now you're wearing invisible clothes. If you take them off, maybe you'll just be... naked, but at least the clothes will exist somewhere else. It's worth a shot, right?"

"Do it," Robin said, before he could stop himself. He immediately regretted it when Sophie's head snapped toward him, her mouth agape. "I mean... for science. We need to know."