Violet, sleeping peacefully as the spell takes effect.

Violet should have known better than to trust some dingy old library book. She'd found it tucked away behind one of the stacks, and thought the old looking language and strange symbols looked interesting. With a little help from the trusty old internet, she started translating (more or less) the parts she couldn't understand. The dusty old tome seemed to be occult, and as she got further and further into it Violet found herself more engrossed with the idea that it could actually be magic!

That was how Violet wound up sitting cross legged on her bed, her room totally dark aside from a few candles arranged in a circle, as she recited a spell that she thought was to summon magical assistants, who could do everything for her from chores to acquiring endless wealth!

...Well, it was either that, or a spell for finding lost loose change. It was hard to tell, when she was using Google and years old forum posts to try and decrypt a language that looked like it was made somewhere halfway between ancient Gaelic and Korean.

Either way, she recited the spell a good few times, but aside from some candle flickering, which turned out to be a cross-breeze from the AC, she tossed the book aside and got ready for bed, frustrated that she could have believed the spell would work. Her socks, tight jeans, t-shirt and hoodie were tossed into a pile on the floor, where a good number of her clothes already were, and she replaced them with an old t-shirt and sweatpants, the baggy clothes obscuring her lean and slightly curvy figure as she settled into bed.

But, as Violet fell into a deep sleep, she didn't notice the faint glow coming off the clothes she had tossed away, nor the rustling that began in the dark as the aura faded. A scrap of white fabric appeared at the top of the pile, followed by its twin, as the two socks suddenly sprung to life, bumping 'toes' together before zipping off to work their way through the mess they had been discarded in. Whatever clothes the socks touched twitched for a moment before becoming just as animated. The sweatshirt and jeans clung together, rising up and taking on a filled humanoid shape, while other articles started picking themselves up, either coming together with others to take on the shape of Violet's body, or simply crawling around as they were to spread this glorious new sensation to others. Slacks, jeans, yoga pants, tank tops and tees, bras, panties and socks, all were springing up of their own accord!

One sock even crawled up onto the bed, inching its way to spread the magic to Violet's pajamas, gently grazing across her back. The clothes rustled, and Violet stirred in her sleep; the clothes all freezing as she let out a drowsy grumble....