"Hey, don't worry about it." You reassure her, taking them from her. "I can put them on for you. You just have to lay down on the floor for me, okay?"
"...okay..." She says nervously, laying on her back and spreading her legs.
You take each of her ankles and put them through the legholes of her underwear, and slide them all the way up her legs and over her crotch. You then do the same for her pants, and finally you stand her up and put her shirt back on for her.
At last, Amanda is fully clothed once again, but thanks entirely to your help.
"Whew, I'm glad that's over." Amanda says. "Thanks for the help Danny."
"I'm still curious, though." You look over at the trash can. "Why did you wet yourself a minute ago anyway?"
"I swear that's not a thing I ever do!" Amanda exclaims. "That really was just a freak accident."
"Hmm. Weird." You say, scratching your chin.
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A few hours go by and you and Amanda have a pretty normal time hanging out, watching TV and doing chores together, until the time comes that Amanda has to prepare for her husband coming home from work. With a sapphire command, you make it to where Amanda doesn't want to make you leave, and in fact is totally fine with you continuing to stick around.
"Auhhh" Amanda yells, tossing an assortment of clothes onto her bed.
You slowly come into the room, watching her.
"Daniel!" She exclaims at you. "I need your help!" Clothing gripped in her hands, she waltzes up to you. "I need to be wearing just the right kind of clothes right now, but I still don't have any idea how to put them on!"
She looks at you with a bit of desperation and a lot of gratitude.
You smirk and cross your arms.
"Don't worry man, of course I'll dress you!"