Pretend to do magic

You look behind you, then you glance at the ground, pretending to look for something. You then stare at your hands. "Oh, oh. Where did I leave my wand?"

"So you mean, you can't help me?" A tear slowly forming in the corner of her left eye.

"I guess I'll have to do magic that does not require a wand," you say reassuringly. "Come closer," you command. Cinderella move toward you until she is only a few inches away from you.

You place your hands of her shoulders and notice the threadbare thinness of her tattered clothes. "I am going to move my hands from your shoulders down to your thighs. Whatever you feel, you must not make any movement or you may damage the threads I am weaving." She nods slightly and looks down.

You mumble something to yourself and slowly move your fingers down the sides of her arms. You reach her elbows and gently move your fingers back up until you reach her collarbone. You notice uneven patches of skin and cloth as you do so.

This time more gently, you move your fingers down her chest, slowly caressing her breasts. You notice her close her eyes and you feel her nipples harden though her clothes. You make your fingers linger, testing her resolve, then move them downward towards her abdomen.

Then, you move to a knelling position, and transfer your left hand behind, gently feeling her right butt, while your right hand moves between her thighs. You feel a slight warmth as your right hand lingers on the thin cloth covering her pussy. A slight moisture forms and you abruptly stand up.

"Oh, I can't stand it anymore," she says, opening her eyes and looking at her clothes. "I feel something strange inside me."

"My power is not working! That feeling you have should flow out and form the cloth but it is not happening. I guess you would have to take off your clothes."

Cinderella stares at you hesitantly as a slight blush forms on her cheeks.