Waverly can't stop losing clothes

Nicole walked over to her desk after shutting her door. In the matter of seconds it took her to turn around, Waverly had found herself pulling her shirt up over her head, exposing her now braless chest.

Nicole quickly reached back to try and grab her arms, to stop her, but was too late and only succeeded in stopping Waverly cover herself for a couple of seconds.

Waverly squeaked when she could, flushing a deep red and crossing her arms over her tits, squirming on the spot.

Slowly, keeping one eye on her girlfriend, Nicole bent over to pick the discarded top off on the floor. She held it in one hand, warily regarding Waverly.

“Can I, uh, have it back?” Waverly said, blushing.

“Will you keep it on?” Nicole said uncertainly.

“I’ll try,” Waverly said.

Nervously, Nicole reached out and offer it. Waverly quickly grabbed the shirt, exposing her chest for a moment as she held it in both hands-

And then tore it down the middle, rendering it useless. Her eyes went wide, a whimper escaping her lips as she stared at it.

“Waverly!” Nicole said.

“Oh god!” Waverly said. “I didn’t- I didn’t mean to… I can’t stop it Nicole, I keep- No matter what, things are…”

She bit back a sob, squirming on the spot with her arms crossed. Even with just Nicole watching she felt embarrassed; these were such terrible circumstances, and she’d have to leave the office at some point.

She’d have to leave… Waverly whimpered at the thought.

“Hey, hey, Waves, hey,” Nicole said. She rested a hand on each of Waverly’s shoulders, trying to be comforting. “We’ll figure it out, ok? I can head out, come back with a shirt for you, nothing major.”

“No!” Waverly said. She squeaked. “N-no, um, please don’t leave me alone. I don’t know what I’ll do.”

“Oh,” Nicole’s said. her eyes went wide suddenly. “Ok. Still, we’ll work something out. Look at me Waves. We’ll figure something out, ok?”

“…Ok,” Waverly said, softly. She still flushed.

“That’s my girl,” Nicole said.

She leant closer; Waverly sank into the kiss, something in her thrilling at it. It was good to, finally, relax. For a moment she could almost forget about how awful her day was.

Nicole seemed to stiffen, just as a load left Waverly’s mind. She instantly felt so much better, drained but better. A long few seconds passed before she moved back.

And immediately saw Nicole regarding her with a rather different expression. She smirked, and when she spoke her tone was thoroughly new.

“Now that’s better,” Nicole said. “So much easier. You really were exhausting to deal with.”

“Wh-what?” Waverly said.

Nicole’s eyes flickered black, darkness filling them for a fraction of a second. Waverly whimpered.

Had that thing been in her/ had that been what had made her strip, humiliate her, and-

It was in Nicole now. Waverly tried to take a step back, before the demon’s grip on her through Nicole tightened.

“Don’t go,” Nicole said. “We were having such fun, weren’t we?”

Waverly bit her lip, but yanked herself back, managing to move away-

And the demon went from holding her shoulders to grabbing at her jeans. Fingers hooked around the waistband and pulled with unnatural strength, making Waverly topple over. Waverly scrambled, whimpering as she felt her panties and jeans ride down her legs, pulled by ‘Nicole.’

“I think the town enjoyed getting a glimpse of you, don’t you?” ‘Nicole’ said, and with a last almighty tug pulled the garments clean off of Waverly, leaving her bare legs kicking uselessly up into the air. “Maybe we should give them more. What do you think?”