Checkout

They made it downstairs with their bags and joined the check out queue. Nadia squeezed James's hand to tell him that she was sad to be leaving.

"We'll be back soon." He squeezed back and moved his arm around her.

Soon enough, they had checked out and were in the parking lot, each wheeling a case towards the car. James liked to park at the furthest end of the car park because he insisted that it was less likely to get scratched or damaged, but he'd failed to take into account the tree sap and leaves. He spotted his mistake across the car park, and was so consumed with trying to devise a way to enchant his precious car to keep it clean, he missed the sound of an enchantment bouncing around the parking lot. The first he heard of it was Nadia yelling at him.

"Ow!" Nadia stumbled, feeling an enchantment hit her on the hip. "James! Not here!"

He looked back at her, "What did I do?"

Nadia didn't reply - she was distracted by the familiar feeling of her ass stretching outwards, consuming her panties just as it had on the beach. This time, her expanded ass was lifting the back of her summer dress, tenting it behind her and lifting the skirt from the back of her legs. She rubbed her sensitive backside and looked up at James.

James, meanwhile, was piecing this together and acted quickly. He projected a protective bubble around her to protect her from more attacks. "Get in the car! The wards will protect you."

Nadia ran to the car, once again having to deal with the delayed wobble of her thicc, unconstrained cheeks.

James tried as hard as he could to look for the caster, retracing the bounces across the parking lot, but found his attention being involuntarily drawn to his partner's jiggling butt.

As soon as they got to the car, they jumped in. James deactivated her collar and Nadia pulled it off. James looked out of the windows to check for any further threat. He looked over at her widened lap and asked, "reckon it was the same person as before? Want to teach them a lesson?"

"Nah. If it was, the enforcers would know - he's marked. They'll sort him out. Can you do something about this?"

"Maybe when we get home," he said, hoping she'd forget by then.

"Seriously, this again?!" She slapped her thigh in frustration. She lowered the window and threw a few fireballs to retrace the steps of the enchantment out of frustration as the car started to move.

They had a very long drive ahead of them.