Lauren smiled slightly as the theater began to empty out. Shortly thereafter she teleported again. Her butt hit the floor of her new location hard since she had been in a seated position, and no longer had a chair to support her weight. Once she stood up she rubbed her bare ass on the spot that she landed. It took her a few seconds to gather her bearings and she was relieved to see that she was in her kitchen.
"Dad?" She called out.
Lauren waited for a reply and figured he didn't hear her since he was in the basement working. Lauren ran upstairs to her room to quickly get dressed. Despite being home it still felt weird to hher to run naked through the house. Even though she knew she would teleport again and be naked in her new location she wasn't about to go into the basement naked to see her father. He had already seen her naked when the cop brought her home and that was enough embarrassment to last a lifetime. Once dressed she went down to the basement and walked in on her father doing more work with the teleportation machine.
"Hi Dad," she said as she walked into the room.
"Thank goodness you're okay!" He exclaimed. "I was so worried after you teleported last time."
"Yeah, me too," she replied. "I ended up in some movie theater. Any idea yet on how to stop this?"
"Unfortunately, no," he began to explain. "So far the only thing I've been able to determine is that only organic material will teleport which explains why your clothes stay behind when you go wherever you go."
"Dad, you've gotta figure this out! I keep ending up naked in different places. It's humiliating when I'm discovered and it could be dangerous," Lauren said as her eyes began to water.
"I'm trying the best I can sweetie, I promise," her dad reassured her.
"I ended up in a movie theater last time. It was someplace foreign, but I have no idea where. I was so scared," Lauren said on the verge of tears.
"Hmmm...I may not be able to stop you from teleporting yet but you gave me an idea," her father told her as he began to tinker with the machine.
"What are you doing?" Lauren asked.
"Well I may not be able to stop you from teleporting just yet, but by adjusting a few settings I should be able to limit how far you'll go," he explained. "At least this way you'll never end up too far from home so I'll be able to come and get you if you're able to contact me."
"Well that's good news, I guess," she replied.
"If my calibrations are correct you shouldn't teleport any farther than 25 miles from home," her father said as he continued to tinker with the machine. "Unfortunately I couldn't get the radius any smaller than that, but better than nothing, right?"
Her father waited a few moments for a response and when one didn't come he already knew she had teleported again. When he looked back in Lauren's direction his suspicion was confirmed as only the clothes she had been wearing were on a pile where she had been standing.
He started going back to work on the machine to figure out a way to get his daughter to stop teleporting as he wondered where she could have gone this time...
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