Work and a question

The next day was a dreaded Monday. Monday meant work for Sarah. For the enchantment, it was an opportunity. Sarah worked at a chain clothes shop that had all kinds of new clothes for it to possess. It knew this and gleefully set about getting the day started long before Sarah woke up.

Sarah woke up to the song "Happy" playing over a Bluetooth speaker. She stretched her arms over her head and locked her legs feeling them shake. Still sore from the gym she slowly opened her eyes and climbed out of bed. Her phone was nowhere to be seen. Padding to the kitchen she found the catsuit dancing to the song and scrambling some eggs. She smiled groggily at it and it waved in return. Plating the eggs and serving them fresh and hot. Sitting on her couch, her missing phone bobbed into view. The enchantment was definitely in a good mood she noted. The catsuit continued it's dance as it cleaned up the kitchen.

Finishing the eggs she passed the plate back to the suit and stood up. "Okay, what do you have in store for me today?" In response a pair of jeans and a striped long sleeve combo with heels stepped into view. "Cute. I like it. What's underneath there?" The top raised six inches and and white lacey bra and panty set flew through the opening. "Hot. A little thin don't you think?" In response her top **** her arms into the air and flew off her body. "Okay, okay. I'll trust you." Her leggings sat her down on the couch. Her legs spread wide with her feet flat on the floor and her hips were raised so the leggings could slide over her round bottom. Then her hips were set back on the couch and her legs were brought together and stuck straight out parallel to the floor. Then the leggings slid the rest of the way off her body. Just in panties Sarah stood back up and felt the panties unceremoniously drop to the floor so she could step out of them.

The now naked Sarah looked at the underwear expectantly. "Go on. Have your fun." The underwear tackled her onto the couch and in a flash she was wearing it. She didn't have a moment to process what had just happened and she inspected herself. She wasn't wrong about the fabric being thin. You could still see her most of her breasts through the cups. But the very tip of her nipple was covered by a thicker strip of fabric that ran through the cup. Said strip crisscrossed on her chest with a mirrored strip on the other cup. She pressed her hands to the cups and felt them supporting her already perky breasts perfectly. "I never should have doubted you. Let's get the rest of it on." She smiled at the outfit as it gently strode to her. It placed invisible hands on her shoulders and she placed her hands on it's hips. The outfit began to sway it's hips to the music and Sarah felt the underwear gently coaxing her own hips into doing the same.

The girl and her outfit danced energetically. Soon it grew sensual with the outfit grinding it's denim butt against her. "Okay, okay. That's enough. I have to get to work." She laughed. It was a good way to start the day being doted on, danced on and soon dressed on. She voluntarily raised her hands to let the sweater slide over her top half and stepped a leg into the jeans at the same time. Trusting the outfit to not let her fall should she lose her balance. The outfit shuffled a little on her as it adjusted. Then she felt some support given to her still sore legs. Relaxing into the support her leg was lifted up and her foot stepped into a heel which was repeated with her other leg.

A smack rang out as a latex hand smacked her round bottom in jest. Sarah turned and pressed her ass out and back. "You wanna do that again?" She purred. The catsuit reciprocated her offer with a hand on her ass, rubbing and feeling it up. That's when a familiar paper dove flew into view. It flattened itself and slipped into her front pocked. Sarah looked at the catsuit inquisitively. "What's your plan? Even with everything that's happened don't think I haven't noticed when that dove shows up more things come to life." The catsuit shrugged in response and mimed picking up a phone.

Taking the hint Sarah grabbed her discarded phone. Finding the notes app reading "You work in a clothes shop. We want to help you out a bit and maybe get some new vessels for pleasure." "You want to enchant the shop? That could get me in trouble. What if we get caught. Not to mention enchanting clothes like that before they're sold is a fire-able offense." Worry crept into Sarah's voice at the end of her sentence. The phone typed a new message quickly to assuage her fear. "We can't be tracked. Haven't we broken through every magic barrier you've encountered with ease? All that will happen is the day will be more pleasurable." "You bring up a good point. Not like I could stop you even if I really wanted to. Just keep things subtle. Okay?" At that the catsuit walked in front of her and gently place a hand on her cheek, rubbing her face gently with the thumb. Her phone read "You won't get in any trouble. We promise." Leaning into the hand on her cheek she nodded. "Okay. Let's get the day started."

Her outfit swung her hips around in excitement and the catsuit jumped up and down. She slipped her phone into her back pocket and grabbed her keys. One last groping by the catsuit sent her out the door and walking to the apartment's garage and to her little white Honda civic. An uneventful drive later and Sarah was behind the counter of the store.

The morning ran by quickly enough with a few shoppers every once in a while. One woman walked in with her kids. They were clearly tourists. The woman was in her mid thirties but had her hands full with just the two young children. One of them ran off into the store and the other stayed close to the mom who ran after the rogue child. She looked at Sarah and apologized for the disturbance and began to browse quickly, clearly looking for a particular item. After a few minutes of no not seeming to have any luck Sarah approached the woman. "Can I help you with anything Ma'am?" A practiced customer service voice relayed. "Yes, please. I'm looking for a yellow blouse that my niece wanted for her birthday. She's just turning 19 and thought it was really cute." "Certainly I might know what you're talking about. Here." She indicated a rack with several blouses hanging from it. They both looked the rack over when Sarah's jeans took the initiative and stepped her to the left. That's when she saw the little bit of yellow fabric sticking out. She grabbed it and held it up to the woman. "Is this similar to what you're looking for?" "Yes! Thank you so much!" The woman gushed. This was followed by a soft plop. Some shirts had fallen to the floor as the rogue child played with the shelf. The woman saw and immediately apologized, kneeling down to pick up the strewn about clothes. "Oh no, it's okay. I'll take care of this. You can head up to the register and I'll meet you there in just a sec." The woman looked apologetically at her but yielded and walked to the register, making sure to keep a firm eye on her children. Sarah kneeled down to pick up the shirts and set them on the shelf quickly, sighing internally at having to refold them after the family left. Walking behind the counter again she scanned the blouse and held it under the counter to cut the tag off it as a courtesy. That was when she felt the dove slip out of her pocket and flap it's wings at the blouse. There was no obvious sign that it was no enchanted but Sarah knew exactly what happened. Trying to keep a straight face she handed the blouse back and finished ringing up the family.

With the family gone she walked to the shirts to begin folding them. She tried to reach out but found her arms suddenly pinned to her sides. The sweater's sleeve put her hand behind her to grab her phone and open it. The notes read "Let us do the folding. You enjoy a free moment." At that her bra began to massage her breasts and her panties lightly pawed at her labia. She let herself sink into the pleasant sensations and watched her arms being directed into perfectly folding the shirts and stacking them back on the shelf.

With her task complete she was returned to her spot behind the counter still the subject of some hidden play. With plenty of her day still left ahead of her. She wondered what was to come next

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