The bottom of the stairs

Sabrina reached the end of the stairwell, where a single door stood. She pushed it open a crack, carefully, and looked through. She was at the back of the building's reception, and could see a wooden desk, a couple of secretaries with their backs to her, and a handful of people hanging around. No one had noticed her peeking through the door, but the witch without a stitch was definitely not going to chance going out there.

She noticed a telephone, sitting on the desk about three metres away from her hiding place. Sabrina pointed her magic-casting finger at it.

"Come on..." she whispered to herself. In a faint stream of blue sparkles, the phone lifted from the desk and floated through the air towards her, trailing its landline cord back to the desk.

Sabrina got the phone in her hand, lifted the receiver and dialled home.

"Spellman residence." a precise voice answered.

"Aunt Zelda!"

"Sabrina! How is the internship going?"

"Oh, just great. Perfect. Except I'm stuck on a staircase, naked."

"Did you say naked? Oh my, you didn't wear the suit, did you?"

"I was wearing it five minutes ago."

"Amanda put a curse on it! Salem was supposed to tell you!"

"Well, that's what happens when you get a house pet to give messages. What can I do?"

"Do you have any of the suit left? Enough to fashion into some smaller outfit?"

"No, the entire thing is in pieces back upstairs."

"And I suppose you've got no underwear on?"

"How did you know?"

"That's also part of the curse. And you don't have a purse, with any money or your own phone."

"Curse again?"

"The kid really went all-out, this is an advanced spell."

"Admire her later, how am I going to get home?!"

"Okay, there's a spell you can use to transfer clothes onto you. Find a clothes store somewhere, and use it to take an outfit from a mannequin in the window."

"Isn't that stealing?"

"You're right, whatever was I thinking? Enjoy the moral high ground while you walk home naked."

"Sorry, please tell me the spell."

"Clothing come, clothing go. Clothing to, clothing fro. Got it?"

"I think so."

"Right. Good luck."

Sabrina hung up and looked outside again. She thought there had been a clothes store up the street, she just had to make it through the lobby first, but there seemed to be even more people now.

As she watched, two women entered the building. One was dressed in a black suit, but the other, a red-headed woman in her early twenties, was wearing pink and blue lycra workout clothing. Sabrina watched as they went past het and the woman in the suit pressed the button to call the lift.

"I'm not waiting for the elevator." the woman in workout gear said, "See you up there."

"Haven't you had enough exercise, Michelle? You already ran here."

"It's called a cool down." Michelle smiled, "And maybe if you joined me for a run occasionally you wouldn't have split your skirt getting out of the cab."

The woman in the suit blushed, holding her hands over her rear, as Michelle suddenly pulled open the stairwell door, revealing the naked Sabrina.

"Er... Hi." Sabrina smiled awkwardly, her nude body suddenly revealed to ths entire lobby. She paused for a moment as multiple people turned to look at her, then did the only thing she could think of.

"Clothing come clothing go clothing to clothing fro!" she babbled quickly, as a shower of sparks shot from her pointing finger.

Michelle was suddenly lifted from the ground as her lycra outfit stretched, then pulled away from her body. The trousers dropped, the bra top lifted. Then the clothes were flung from her body onto Sabrina's, dressing her in the outfit in an instant, the lycra pulling skintight over the curvier body of the witch.

"Er... Sorry!" Sabrina shrugged, pushing past the woman. Michelle stood, now naked herself, her breasts full and unhindered but standing perky, nipples erect after the top had rubbed past them. Her red pubic hair was trimmed into a neat triangle, fully visible as she had not worn underwear beneath the workout clothing as she found her running freer that way. Michelle was frozen in shock as she watched the strange blonde girl tear out of the building, dressed as her.

"What just happened?" she finally managed to say.

"I think you'd better hope you've got an outfit in your desk." her friend replied.