Shit sometimes just happens but like, i met someone at a convention and we became friends really quickly, anyways i was at his house to hang out and cosplay anyways we were sitting on his bed and cuddling (which i think is fine for friends to do) but then he told me he didn't like cuddling if we were wearing clothes, i told him i wasn't comfortable with taking off my clothes, and he kept going on about how it was just better, eventually i agreed to take my shirt of, which is something i already regret. Anyways we continue cuddling and talking until he starts talking about how he hates the way my bra feels on his body and how uncomfortable my bra was and that it hurt, and i said again i wouldn't do it but he just kept talking and i didn't wanna fight him and took my bra off as well. At this point i was just tired and really not wanting a second argument with him. But now it just makes ne feel so sick