"Request specifications not met. Please rephrase the request Rebecca." say the Robotic voice.
"Giving me back my clothes!" you yell
"All set of your clothing are available for selection. Please specific request." say the Computer
"I'm going to kill Rebecca after this." you mumble to yourself
"Suicide is never the answer." say the Closet
You take a deep breath which was difficult in the corset you were now wearing under the mini-dress.
"Ok Closet can you give the set of clothing I was wearing earlier."
"Please specific time of request."
You reach for you pocket to check your phone for the time, but are disappointed to find only the silky pink fabric under your fingers. Trying not to panic you try to remember the time.
"It was two um-"
"2am selected." says the Auto-Style Consultant
The metal arms grab you wrists and ankles as it quickly unzips the dress and remove it. As soon as the pink fabric passes over your eyes soft black fabric pass back over your head. A pair of arms adjust your flesh colored corset as the others adjust the satin teddy which you were now wearing. You look at yourself in the mirror seeing the skimpy piece of lingerie that you were now wearing. It was a transparent fabric with only the breasts being no-transparent. Your mouth goes slack as you see this figure before you. Then a terrifying thought came through your mind that this must have been what your sister wore when you were hanging out at Brad's last night. She must have worn this when she was with her Boyfriend! You try not to vomit.
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