Time for a trip

Twenty minutes later Sarah woke up. Still a tad sore, she looked around her bedroom but found it devoid of any magical clothes. Getting up she made her way to the bathroom for a hot shower.

Leaving the door open to let steam vent out she turned on the water and waited for it to warm up. After a minute steam rose from behind the shower curtain and Sarah stepped inside. She stood in the shower and let the hot water run down her achy muscles. After fifteen minutes of standing in the shower and massaging her muscles she turned the water off and stepped out to be greeted by a floating towel. It looked like it was draped over a ball like a bad ghost costume, she took the towel and began to dry off. Walking out of the bathroom feeling better and with the towel wrapped around her body she stepped into the living room to find the bags of sex toys missing. Deciding to ignore the shenanigans of the enchantment she sat on her couch and turn on her computer. Pulling up HBO max she turned on Castle and began to watch it idly.

A few episodes later Sarah got up to check what she would need to go shopping for. "Shredded cheese, butter, steak and garlic powder. Should be an easy trip." Sarah turned to her bedroom and heard the sounds of her closet opening through the open door. A pair of blue jeans and a red shirt flew out and joined to make a single outfit. Sarah looked for only a moment before giving a nod of approval. With an excited wiggle the outfit briskly walked to Sarah.

Before it could begin to dress the naked girl, she held up a single finger to halt the outfit. "I'm not going commando in jeans." She reminded gently. A short sleeve of the red top motioned towards her bedroom where a drawer was heard sliding open. A white panty and bra set flew out of the room and inflated in front of Sarah. She looked at it and nodded her approval. The silky fabric slid over her body smoothly and settle in. She turned to look at herself in the mirror from across her apartment, keeping her back to the mirror she placed her hands under her plump ass cheeks and admired herself in the mirror.

The outfit was anxious and walked over to stand next to the girl. She sighed and gave the final go ahead to get her dressed. It was a quick and efficient process. The jeans flattened out under her feet and she stepped into them the best she could until both her feet were just beginning to enter a leg hole. From there the underwear and jeans began to float and hold her in the air as the jeans finished sliding on. The shirt slid over her body when she was set back down and could raise her arms up without banging the ceiling. A scrunchy also flew over and onto her wrist.

With a slight adjustment to the shirt and a gentle smack to her own ass Sarah was ready to face the world. The outfit took control and strutted her out of her apartment confidently. Her purse jumped out of the door as the last moment to join her, almost like it was an after thought of the spell. Her controlled body walked down to a nearby Walmart.

Inside there wasn't anything special. Sarah let her outfit do the piloting while she just browsed the aisles lazily scanning the shelves for some garlic powder. Not able to find anything her jeans walked her down the aisle to the refrigerated section. Her hips began to take on a slight roll and as she approached the colder part of the store her nipples hardened underneath her bra. Sarah quietly gasped at the sudden sensation of her nipples being pinched. "Really?! We're in public!" she exclaimed quietly, looked down at her shirt. The outfit didn't particularly care about that fact however. Instead the scrunchie around her wrist **** it up and placed her hand on her breast. Her hard nipple could just be felt through her bra. "Can we not play this game? What if someone sees!" Sarah pleaded quietly. Her phone floated out of her purse, already unlocked and in the camera app. It snapped a silent photo of her shocked expression and tit in hand in a public place. The notes app opened and typed a quick response. "Play along and this gets easier."

A groan of frustration escaped the girl and she began to gently squeeze her breast with the one hand. Her jeans pinched her ass and she jumped, her free hand reflexively going to her rear. The back pocket took the opportunity to dissolve and reform around her hand, trapping it. Now she truly was stuck and had to obey the outfit's every whim. The hand on her ass was held tightly against it by the reformed pocket, her short sleeve began to shake her arm, forcing Sarah's hand to jiggle her ass while groping herself. Red faced from arousal and embarrassment Sarah tried to negotiate with the enchantment to no avail.

After a solid minute of enforced foreplay her hands were released and her jeans began their hip rolling walk down the aisle to find the items she needs. Picking up a basket in the aisle she finally found what she needed from her short trip and proceeded to check out. While waiting in line her jeans **** her to constantly change stances to accentuate her ass, like a subtle dance.

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