She comes to your home

"And.... what if I did wind up enslaving myself to my mom's clothes... and pretty much all the clothes in my home in general?" You asked as your briefs made your dick come back inside them... so the briefs could then feel up your dick.

"Then you're a bigger idiot than I thought. You need to make sure that you don't lose the book, got it?" Denise asked.

"I've... seen it. The clothes like to move it around, so my mom and sister don't mess with it. I thought about reading it, but..." You trailed off, trying to ignore your underwear giving you what felt like a handjob.

"but what?" Denise asked.

"I don't get close enough to read it before my mom's clothes **** me," You answered.

"Good god, you're such a stupid pervert. I'm getting over there now," Denise said before hanging up.

You sighed as you put down the phone.

"I'm alone in a house with magically possessed clothes... while in briefs," You muttered.

You swore you heard the basement door open. You walked out of the makeshift guest room and saw your clothes, still with a woman's figure. They carried the basket with your sister's clothes and the magic book.

"I take it I'm going to masturbate and that my semen is going to animate the my sister's clothes?" You asked.

Your clothes placed the basket at your feet and your briefs let out your dick once more.

Denise arrived to your home an hour later, carrying spray Starch, hoping it would work.She slowly opened the door, calling out, "Hello? Adam? You here?"

From the basement door, your voice called out, "I'm down here... along with the clothes!"

"How many?" Denise asked as she stepped inside, ready to spray anything that moved.

Your response was to cry out as you cummed once more.

"Adam, you dork," Denise muttered.