"Come on Jenny, let's see what mom and dad think of you." He told her as he dressed. She positioned herself by his side, making no effort to get dressed.
"Aren't you going to get dressed?" Jeff asked.
Jenny blinked. "Dressed?" It honestly hadn't occurred to her. "Do you want me to?"
"It's weird...I mean...it feels silly for you to be dressed..." Jeff said.
She looked down, seeing her naked body. She knew, because nothing had changed with her memories, that she usually wore clothes, but she didn't feel any..she struggled for the word, modesty. "Silly," she said, agreeably. The idea of wearing fabric made her itch...
"Well, come on then..." Jeff said. Jenny started to bound down the stairs. "Jenny...slow down.." Jeff said.
She obeyed and did so, and they headed down to the kitchen, where Jeff's parents were unpacking shopping bags "Hello, dear," his mother said. "Can you help us unpack? We needed to get some supplies. We got food, a bowl, a leash...we wanted to be supportive...."