Chad's boon

"Easy," says Chad. "I want the power to manipulate girls' clothes with my mind."

Etherial, kneeling on the forest floor, rubbing her red bottom, scowls up at him. Turns out one hundred spanks is quite a lot. "That's all? You don't want gold, or good fortune, or anything like that? Just vestikinesis?"

Chad looks blank, so she helpfully translates. "The power to move clothes with your mind? That's the only thing you want?"

"What else would I want?"

"You men are so short-sighted. Well, fine." With a shimmer of magic, she grants Chad's wish. "Okay, if that's all, maybe I can get some clothes now-"

"Eek!" says Samantha, as she's suddenly yanked off her feet. An invisible **** is pulling the back of her panties up into the air, taking her with it. Her feet kick helplessly in midair as she floats in a fierce hanging wedgie. "Hey, put me down! This isn't funny!"

"Hur hur hur," says Chad.

"I didn't know I could ask for special powers! Give me, I don't know, antivestikinesis or something!"

Etherial shrugs. She's just had her ass thoroughly spanked by Samantha, and she's not inclined to give her any favours. "Sorry, you already had one boon. Enjoy being pranked."

"Chad, no! Let me go!"

With a rustle of fabric, Samantha's shorts are tugged once more down around her beautiful thighs. They're slid off her feet, leaving her pantsless and trapped in the air before the amused gaze of the boys. She covers her pussy with her hands and pouts.

"Cool," says Troy, who's thinking about his own boon idea.