Better deliver that box of dud pills to the neighbour

By now of course the strange chemical concoction is coursing through Rachel's veins, though her new found mini skirt and recent rediscovery of her body means she hardly remembers drinking the orange liquid earlier.

Still looking in the mirror she slowly runs her hands up the sides of her body making herself gasp, then on up over the curve of her breasts to briefly glance over her nipples sending gorgeous warmth and sensation across her chest. "Wow" she takes a deep breath, concentrates hard for a second and manages to snap out of her trance...

Choosing a top is also easy, a strapless fitted black top is soon wrapping her in its delicious embrace, each rub of the soft material against her nipples sending luscious feeling straight to her welcoming mind. It is all she can do not to touch herself more, but her will is strong and she manages to tidy away all her sister's clothes and pick some simple wedge heels to round off the outfit.

Taking one last look over her shoulder at the vision in the mirror she walks carefully and a little unsteadily downstairs to the kitchen and opens the cupboard where the box is waiting.