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Chapter 3 by wicker wicker

What happens next?

The First Time

Molly waited outside the club for her Uber. Suddenly her blouse disappeared, then her bra, then her skirt.

She panicked, but did not know what to do. She covered herself the best she could.

In a gray SUV, Molly's ex-boyfriend sat in the backseat, hidden by tinted windows. He used what looked like a game console remote control to fuck with Molly and make her clothing disappear. He had found the remote in a second hand store and had no idea it had magical properties. He watched Molly squat down and cover herself

Finally, the Uber showed up, and Molly jumped in the back, shocking the driver that nearly naked woman jumped in. "You OK? You attacked?"

"No, I...I don't know what happened. Just take me home."

After Molly arrived home, she realized her apartment key, phone, driver's license and some cash had been in her skirt. She knocked on the door, hoping her roommate Katelynn was home from her date with her boyfriend. Luckily Katelynn was home.

After Katelynn opened the door, Molly rushed in and hugged her.

"MOLLY! What happened. Were you assaulted?"

Molly stepped back. She looked at the small table near the door and saw her skirt, bra, and blouse were all neatly folded on top. "What the hell?"

Katelynn saw what Molly was staring at. "Isn't what what you were wearing earlier?"

"Yeah, but how did they get back here?"

"I left before you. Did you leave her naked?"

"NO!" Molly tried to explain to Katelynn what happened to her as she waited for her Uber, but Katelynn found it hard to believe.

Eventually, Molly went to bed and went to sleep. She woke up late and decided to go for a jog. She put on a pair of gray cotton panties, a pair of tight spandex shorts, a sports bra and black tank top. She put on her shoes and socks, strapped her phone to her arm and put in her earbuds.

Katelynn had left to go to her normal Sunday brunch with her boyfriend and his parents.

Molly locked the door, slipped the key under the mat and went for a jog.

A mile into her job, a gray SUV pulled up along Molly's route.

what happens next?

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