times...

No matter how much Vanessa jabbed the wand toward her own legs, she couldn't get the damn thing to bring her jeans back; the tingling sensation would build up and the wand would glow, but without a viable target to vanish away the energy would just fade away. Vanessa had to face facts: her jeans were gone, apparently for good, leaving her pantsless out on a city street. Her purse was the only thing covering her from the front, her black panties baring plenty of cheek behind her, and a shiver went down her long, totally exposed legs.

"Damn it... C'mon, think!' Vanessa hissed to herself. She couldn't make people disappear (not that she'd want to, uncomfortable at the idea of just erasing a person from existence), but it'd be nice if she could just make one... go away, maybe? There were people sitting near her, and if she couldn't make her own pants come back, if she could just pull a pair off of someone nearby....

Could she?

Looking around, Vanessa's mind raced; it was better to cling to a dumb, risky idea, than to sit there frozen in fear, right? She'd have to take something off of someone else nearby. Well, since she sent that one woman inside, the only other people nearby were in a group, at the table just past the woman who spilled had been sitting at. There were two women and one man there, all dressed fairly casually... and the man happened to have a sweatshirt he'd taken off, pinned between his body and the back of the chair! If she could distract them long enough, maybe she could swipe it and wear it around her waist!