Futher Humiliation

As Hillary bent over to pick up the remains of her dress, she noticed her bra and panties started to shrink and feel tighter and tighter. She looked down and not only was her underwear shrinking, but it was also turning translucent. "What the fuck?!" she cried.

As she picked up the pieces of her dress to cover herself, the fabric disintegrated in her hands, and her bra straps snapped. In a half-crouch, she held the bra to her chest and winced as her panties shrank more and dug into her pussy and ass crack. She ran for the corner.

Trixie threw some powder on the sidewalk, and as Hillary stepped onto the powder, her shoes became stuck to the sidewalk with her feet about 24 inches apart. "Oh come on!" She looked up and saw Trixie grinning at her. "YOU! You did this!"

"Yeah, I'm some powerful witch. Wooooo!" she waved her hands mockingly.

"Help me!" cried Hillary as she saw the paparazzi coming in for better, tighter shots. She held the tiny bra to her chest, and tried to cover her ass crack, which was pretty much exposed as the panties were so small and wedged up her crack so tight, they were invisible. "Oh my god, this huuuurts!" she cried.

Trixie patted Hillary on the head, turned, and walked off, loudly humming to herself.

Hillary was beet red as the paparazzi surrounded her and documented her public humiliation.