Exploring this extravagant mansion, you eventually come across a woman's room. Immediately, you're dazzled by its contents: a pile of glittering jewelry scattered haphazardly on a dresser, some of the most intricate curtains you've ever seen, a bed that looks like it could easily be worth more than everything you own combined... The people who live here must be fabulously rich, because otherwise there's no way they could afford to live like this.
However, amidst all these glamorous things one thing in particular stands out, not because it's exceptional but rather because nothing else in the room isn't. While most of the stuff around you is fit for a queen, what you've spotted is well within even your meager price range. Still, while you can tell that whatever you're looking at is some sort of cheap lingerie, you can't tell what, exactly. You lift it by a strap... and that's all it takes.
Without giving you a second to think, the lacy bra you'd just grabbed slithers up your arm and into your sleeve. Even as you frantically try to remove your shirt, you can feel it wrapping around your chest, and by the time you've managed to reach it it's already tightened itself onto your torso. You try to get it off, fiddling at the back to find a clasp and tearing at the front to get it off, but it refuses to budge. Even after your best efforts to rip it off your chest, it remains completely undamaged and just as tight.