The whole of Denise's house was affected by the spell.

Denise watched Adam head back to his house. "If only he was a little older..." Denise sighed. "He's cute enough, though, he studies the supernatural..." She chuckled. "I'd still hook up with him under the right circumstances," Denise said to herself as she walked into the kitchen. She had to adjust her clothes a bit; her underwear was somehow giving her a bit of a wedgie. She passed it off as a rare clothing malfunction--but in reality, this was the living clothing spell manifesting itself.

As she watched for her mom’s car, her cell rang again. It was her mom.

"Yeah?" Denise said as she picked up the phone.

"Mom again," said the familiar voice on the other end. “You’re not going to believe this, but traffic downtown is insane. Something’s going on, and I don’t feel like pushing through this again. Do you mind if I just bring dinner home instead?

"Uh--that’s fine with me..." Denise replied, turning on the stove to boil water. “We’re going to just hang, then?”

"Yeah, we’ll hang. Thai?” Denise's mom asked.

"Whatever’s easiest for you to get to,” Denise said. “And just get me some kind of curry. Surprise me.”.

"Alright, hon. See you soon." Denise's mom said.

After Denise and her mom hung up, her panties wedged up on her. She clinched her teeth and pulled them down again.

"Owww--what the hell?" She exclaimed, straightening her underwear out. Upstairs, a few clothes in Denise’s room began trembling. In her mother’s room, the clothes hanging in the closet began to sway.