"Accidentally" let go.

The opportunity is too perfect. You let go.

"Oops," you say innocently. "Crap. Sorry. That's my bad."

The white bra falls to the tiled floor. Through the mirror, you see the shocked face of Ika, but also the completely revealed tits as well. Her small nipples become freed. Both D cup breasts bounce free from coverage for you to ogle. The phantom hand strokes your fully erect cock as you stare her over for what feels like an eternity. In reality, only a few moments pass before she raises both her hands up to cup them.

They were so perfect, and you could have sworn they were stiff. It isn't that cold in here.

"Aah! It's uhm. It's okay. No problem," she says as she flushes red.

Quickly she bends over and picks it up, wrapping it around her torso again. This time, she doesn't seem to trust you as much, as both hands stay wrapped around each cup of her bra. You fasten it up and he lets out a sigh of relief.

"Thank you so much. P-Please go back outside now."

You don't have to be told twice. You quickly make your way back out and shut the door behind you. For better or for worse, Sarah shows up a few moments after. She offers you a smile and approaches.

"Sorry that took so long. I'm coming inside, Ika."

You watch as they both disappear into the room once more.

When they finally emerge, you see redness to Ika's face. You follow the two out back into the store. Some of the pieces they put back, and others they bring with them. This continues for quite some time, maybe even a couple hours or more. The three of you wander the store and talk of things to do with work, school, and even magic.

Part of you wants to tell Sarah about the witch's curse. Maybe she'd believe you. Though, then you wonder what Shindra would do if you actually started telling people. For all you know, she might punish you for that. You'll have to remember to ask her if she comes to your dream again. Can you speak when she's doing that? You can't remember. At the very least you can try.

You, Sarah, and Ika eventually depart from the shop. They both have a couple bags in their hands filled with clothing.

"This was a lot of fun," Ika says.

"Yeah, and Ika talks more around you than anyone else, besides me. We should hang out more often," Sarah adds.

"Yeah. That sounds good to me."

"I bet," Sarah says with a coy smirk. "Have fun, John. But not too much fun."

With that, you separate after a few goodbyes.