Valerie stepped away from her closet, confused. What happened to all of her clothes? Nobody could have come in and taken them all --- and undressed her, for that matter! --- without her waking up!
Just at that moment, the door to Valerie's bedroom opened, without so much as a knock. Valerie squeaked with shock and surprise at the sudden event, and scrambled to cover herself somehow. Only she somehow couldn't think of how to do it: her hands hovered near her chest, strangely uncertain as to how to cover her breasts. After another tenth of a second, it occurred to her that she was also standing with her feet some small distance apart, so that her fuzzy crotch was in plain view of the doorway.
After a moment of shock and confusion, she looked to the door to see: |