While Dan was still thinking about something else to do to the 18-year-old Laura, she turned toward the door, and he quickly sidestepped a bit so she wouldn’t spot him. She apparently didn’t spot him, but she did notice that the door was ajar, and shut it.
A disappointed Dan mumbled, “I wish I could see her change.”
Dan was stunned as not just the door, but the entire wall separating Ashley’s room from the hallway, faded out of existence. Laura was in there, and she had just taken her babydoll top off.
She happened to be facing about three-quarters away from Dan, but he didn’t dare move, or even breathe, or even blink. He couldn’t see the full-frontal toplessness, but he could see a bit of her boobs from behind, and that was plenty for him. He became aware that most of the blood in his body was rushing straight to his crotch -- he could feel his fingertips tingling a bit.
Laura picked a lacy white bra out of her suitcase and put it on, easing her breasts into it. Dan stared as if he might never see such a thing again, counting the small hooks that Laura used to fasten the bra closed, one, two, three, four. She then wriggled her way into the halter top he’d seen her select earlier.
She grabbed a skirt and slid it up over her underwear; it turned out to go about halfway down her thighs. Next she sat down in Ashley’s desk chair to put on a pair of sandals. As she was strapping the second one around her ankle, she suddenly noticed there was someone standing in the hallway. “Hey, Dan,” she said.
Dan’s blood ran cold. “Uh...uh...” he stuttered.
“We can go in a couple minutes,” she said with a smile. “I just need to put on my makeup.”
“Uh, okay,” said Dan, incredulous that she didn’t seem to mind that he’d been watching her due to the lack of a wall.
She got up from the desk chair and walked past Dan to the bathroom. It was then that he turned around and noticed that all the rooms upstairs were missing the walls that separated them from the hallway -- they now only had walls separating them from each other.
That included the bathroom, he realized, since he could see Laura standing at the sink putting on mascara, and the toilet behind her, and the shower -- which now had a clear glass door instead of a curtain.
He walked into his room and noticed more changes. His closet no longer had a door, his dresser was now just a shelving unit that had clothes piled in it, and the drawers in his desk had clear fronts -- there was a Victoria’s Secret catalog pressed against the front of one.
More oddly, though, his window had become huge, taking up almost the entire outside wall, and didn’t have any curtains or blinds. He looked outside, and was taken aback to see that all the houses in his view also had these gigantic windows, with no curtains or blinds apparent. He could clearly see one of the next-door neighbors sitting on the toilet in their bathroom reading a newspaper.
He turned around and saw that Laura was putting on lip gloss -- and that he could see the bathroom easily from his room. It appeared that he’d be able to see Laura naked in the shower at least once a day -- but with little to no privacy for anything, what would he be able to do about it? He cringed a bit as the thought of his sister or parents seeing him masturbate.
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