She looks down at your clothes and smiles. She says “first I’m going to fix those. I wouldn’t be caught dead wearing your terrible clothes.” As she says that, she skips down the hallway back to her room. Still hating this sensation, you’re trying to, with no success, take back control of your body. She then walks into the room and shuts the door behind her. She then says “first of all, it’s off with these.” Before you can really process that, she had already taken your tee shirt off and was reaching for your pajama pants. In less than a second, she had pulled those down and threw them to the side. The last thing was your boxers. You think “Kate, please stop! I’m sorry if I’ve done something to upset you.” She says “you haven’t. I just don’t like you.” Right after saying that, she reached down and pulled your boxers off and threw them aside. She then looked down and laughed, saying “wow, kinda small aren’t you.” You mortified at this point. She standing there in the middle of her room, in your body, butt naked. She then says “man it’s cold in here. I gotta wear something I guess.” She…
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