Try a small amount

Adella is unconvinced. “I think we should try a small amount first. If it doesn’t work, we can always take more. I would hate to overdose on this mysterious concoction and suffer lasting harm.”

“Of course, m’lady,” says Courtney, still looking uncertain.

Courtney retrieves two teaspoons and pours from the bottle. The contents pour out, clear and fluid as water. After one last shared look between the young ladies, they simultaneously swallow the small portion of the potion.

They sit for a few moments, trying to breathe normally. Nothing happens.

“I guess you were correct, Courtney,” says the princess. “We must take more of the potion.” She takes the bottle and lifts it to administer a second dose. As she does so, she sees her hand and arm appear to dissolve before her eyes. The bottle seems to be hovering on its own above the table. Adella cries out in alarm and releases the bottle. It falls and smashes to pieces on impact.

The women spare the bottle little attention, however, because as they stare at each other, they see themselves disappearing. The invisibility potion works its way through their bodies in less than a minute. They stare in wonder at what appears to be two animated dresses with no one inside them.

“It’s working!” exclaims Courtney.

They get up and stand in front of the mirror. The only indication that there is anyone in the reflection is the clothing. Their bodies have totally disappeared.

Courtney begins undressing. When Adella realizes what she is doing, she says, “What? Do you mean to say that we’ll need to be naked to leave the palace?”

“Of course,” responds her friend. “Unless you think the sight of our dresses floating through the air won’t attract unwanted attention? And why so modest? It’s not as if anyone can see anything. You will have less of your body visible while naked in this condition than you would on your most dressed-up days while visible.”

Adella cannot argue with that logic. She follows suit by taking off her clothing. Although she knows that Courtney is unable to see her, she cannot help but feel self-conscious as she removes her panties and bra and stands completely nude. She looks toward Courtney and sees nothing.

“Where are you?” she asks.

Instead of a voice, she feels a gentle slap on her bare bottom. Adella jumps and utters an exclamation of surprise. “What are you doing?”

Courtney’s giggle can be heard a short distance away. “Here I am. I was just making sure there was tanglible flesh, despite my inability to see it.”

Adella cautiously reaches in the direction of her friend’s voice. Her hand stops when it makes contact with soft, warm skin. “Amazing!” she exclaims, as she moves her hand over her invisible friend. “If not for hearing and touching you, I’d swear there was no one there,” she says.

Courtney giggles and asks, “And can you tell what you’re touching right now?”

Adella pulls her hand back with a start as she realizes that she has been running her fingers over one of Courtney’s breasts. “I’m so sorry!” she exclaims.

“Don’t worry about it,” responds Courtney. “In truth, it felt rather sensuous.”

Adella feels the blush rising in her cheeks and is grateful that her embarassment is as invisible as her body. She changes the topic to avoid further awkwardness. “I suppose we should be on our way. Rezkin will be expecting us. Let us gather our things and depart.”

No sooner does she say the words than the realization hits that they cannot take anything with them. Anything they wear or carry will be visible and attract unwanted attention. They will need to leave the palace and walk through the streets of the city without so much as a stitch of clothing!

Courtney senses her friend’s discomfort and says, “Relax. It will be quite the adventure! You wanted freedom, didn’t you? Well, what can be more freeing than the ability to stroll about in the nude without so much as a raised eyebrow from anyone? Besides, this is a fine evening, and the fresh air will feel good.”

“You are right,” admits Adella. “Let us be on our way, then. If we depart through the back of the palace, we will be less likely to run into anyone. Although, I suppose in our present state, it matters little whether we encounter anyone along the way.”