Jake climbed on the bus and felt a strange tingle run through his body, quickly realising that he was no longer under the power of Kyle’s last command he instinctively covered his junk with his hands, trying to hide his nakedness.
But the eyes of his classmates weren’t on him; in fact no-one was paying him any attention. He looked around, even the bus driver; sitting right next to him didn’t bat an eyelid.
“Hurry up and sit down please” she said, glancing over her shoulder. Jake tried to leave but now found himself unable to anything but walk down the aisle and sit in one of the plastic seats. The cold material stuck to his naked flesh and he winced silently as he sat down. What the hell was going on? He was naked and no-one seemed to care!
“Hey Jake!” Ben, one of his teammates sat down next to the humiliated young man.
“Ben! Ben! Thank god!”
“Ha ha! Calm down Jake. What’s wrong with you today?” Ben replied, rummaging through his bag for his iPhone.
Jake suddenly felt calmer, not comfortable with the situation but more relaxed than before and he definitely wasn’t panicking so much. He realised that he’d just followed another command; this caused his former panic levels to return. Why was no-one noticing that he was naked?!!
“Ben! I’m NAKED!” he whispered to his friend, who was currently scrolling through his Facebook.
“Yeah? So? Jake you’re always naked. What’s with you? You’re normally so calm”
Jake grabbed hold of the seat in front in panic, “What do you mean always naked? I can’t!”
Ben put down the phone and looked around the bus before turning back to his naked friend, “Jake we’ve been friends since we were in kindergarten, and I’ve never seen you act this way before. Are you on drugs or something?”
“What?! No! I…I…always …naked?” Jake said trying to think. Ben rolled his eyes and pulled up Jake's Facebook profile. "Of course you are. Here's you last weekend when we went to Taco Bell after the game."
Jake looked at the picture and saw himself sitting at a table eating with his friends. He looked down and realized that the tan lines he had sported from hours of practice with the team had vanished.
"What's going on with you? You're not shy about your body." Ben said with a quizzical glance.
Jake felt his posture slacken and his hands move from desperately trying to cover himself to a relaxed manspread as he assumed the composure of someone completely at home in their own skin.