At the store

About three months had passed since Enid tortured her. Still Wednesday kept dreaming of that humiliating weekend. For years they had been roommates and for that many years Enid had feared and respected her. The day Enid found Wednesday's secret underwear drawer that fear and respect were over. She had been wedgied and tortured with itching powder for 2 days straight. Wednesday had to resort to a memory altering juice. It was a simple recipe, just some pills, the breath of a dying spider and a touch of vanilla ice cream for the taste.

After the incident with Enid, Wednesday decided to get some new underwear. It had taken her some time to finally get the courage to do so. She had to stop wearing whatever underwear her mother bought her. Especially since her collage was an actual magic boarding school and more than a few students had been closed to cracking that x-ray spell. Enid had found out about her dorky undergarments and it had been so humiliating and Enid was her friend. Wednesday didn't want to think what one of her rivals would do if they knew about her secrets.

It was Sunday morning and Wednesday had taken a cab to the closest Bloomingdale's. After a quick 2 week search Wednesday had come to the conclusion she would find what she was looking for there. The store had just opened, it was the perfect time to go buy her stuff and not be seen by onlookers. She was looking for something formal, elegant and there she says... sexy. It wouldn't be hard to find something that would suit and fit her better than the frilly Beauty and the Beast printed pair she wore under her black long skirt.

Had her undies always been this small or had her buttocks grown? Could people see her obvious pantyline? Of course not, she was just nervous. She took a deep breath, tried not to blush and walked into the underwear section. She shouldn't be embarrassed it as perfectly normal for a 23 year old to buy her own underwear.