As Jen turned the last page of her document the room was suddenly filled with a gust of wind that threw papers into the air and pushed the report up into the face of the young executive. Struggling to push the paper back down Jen turned to look at the windows of her office, they were all closed tightly, the air con was working fine and the door was closed. The source of the wind was a mystery and yet it continued to swirl around the small office as though there was a hurricane blowing.
She stood up and found her shoes her missing, “What the?” she said to herself as she looked down at her now bare feet. The wind wasn’t strong, to Jen it felt like a slight breeze but it was roaring like a full force gale and it was picking things up from her desk and forming a spiral of wind around the scared woman. The wind was blowing at her skirt and jacket and both seemed to split at the same time and fly away into the spiralling mass of paper and air. Standing in just her panties, bra and blouse she started to scream for help but the roaring of the wind around her made her cries inaudible. She grabbed herself and tried to keep a hand on her blouse and panties, but despite the wind not feeling strong it seemed to be acting with incredible force on her clothing.
With a loud rip her remaining garments joined the spinning mass that used to be the contents of her office. Her fingers clutched painfully at the remains of her blouse before it slipped from her fingers.
Now completely naked, Jen started to cry and covered her breasts and pussy with her arms, closing her eyes she desperately wished this was a dream as the rushing noise of the air quickly faded.
Opening her eyes she looked around in horror at her office. Everything was exactly as it had been before the strange event, apart from her missing outfit. She was now naked at work, her clothes were nowhere to be seen and there was no evidence of the strange event that had taken them.
To her horror there was a knock at the office door…