Clothes Adventures

Sarah had been living on her own for a few years now. She moved out at nineteen and currently worked a full time job to pay for her one bedroom apartment. It's a cozy little place with enough for one person and what ever furniture they may bring. She had her couch in the middle of the front room, it faced away from the door. Instead facing the back wall where the TV hung. Below it was her computer's tower. She used the TV as a monitor and had a Bluetooth mouse and keyboard so she could sit comfortably on the couch and still browse the web. Next to that was a door that lead to her bedroom and on the other side was an open kitchen.

Sarah lived in a world of magic and technology. Just over fifty years ago an unknown sorcerer opened a gateway to another world. Upon opening that gate waves of magic flowed into our world. It literally permeated the air. Some were able to learn how to harness and use magic for their own benefit and the benefit of others. Schools were being opened to teach young students about the uses and protections needed to use magic. It had taken some time for a large community of scholars to begin to master magic. These scholars found that almost anything could be done with it if you had the mind for it. While you couldn't just create something out of nothing, you could certainly make it appear that way by teleporting an item into your hand or building it atom by atom.

Of course, with this new power came those who wanted to use it for the wrong reasons. It only took a few incidents for protections to be placed over every location where people may be . Schools and hospitals were the first places to receive these wards of safety and every time a new protection can be conjured, it is applied to these buildings first. However, they can be slow to spread these protections elsewhere leaving many others . Mages are hired to cast these protections but their results vary. Sarah would find out the consequence's of these varying results.

Sarah just walked into her apartment, coming home from work. It was a long day and an uneventful trip on the bus home. She would change into some comfy clothes and move to the kitchen to begin making dinner. As she changed, unbeknownst to her, an enchanted paper dove had wormed it's way into her purse. It hid on her person to prevent detection and to slip by the apartment building's weak defenses. Now it was inside it's targets home and it had a mission. Silently, it flew into Sarah's bedroom and hid in her closet. It seemed to be watching her change as it hid. Sarah for her part, was a very attractive woman, brunette hair, a defined jawline and a button nose made a face that few would pass up. Her lips full but not bloated with clear skin on top of it all. Her large pair of breasts and a shapely bottom were also head turners. Her outfits were usually tight on her and she had come to accept the attention it brought.

Changing into a pair of comfy sweat pants and a t-shirt Sarah moved to the kitchen to prepare some dinner. The paper dove took stock of her closet, noting a particular favorite of it's creator, corsets. It knew those would be saved for later. For now it weaved through the closet, enchanting every item of clothing in the little room. This was just the beginning of it's work however and there was much more that needed bewitching before it's plan could come to fruition.

Sarah finished making her dinner of steak, rice, and broccoli. Sitting down she ate quickly and watched some Netflix on her couch. Finishing up she set her plate to the side and sat back, relaxing as her show played on. The dove knew this was it's chance. It commanded the enchanted clothes silently and to work they went. Her closet emptied quickly and quietly, all lining up in her room perfectly. The dove swooped over her dresser, magic coursed through the wooden furniture and her clothes crept their way out. A pair of spandex leggings and a sports bra inflated to her proportions and joined to look like one outfit. They nodded to the dove and a few belts slithered on the floor like snakes. The dove needed a few more articles of clothing to be enchanted, particularly the very clothes Sarah was wearing. It flew and landed on the back of the couch behind her. With a small flap of it's wings her clothes now had a mind of their own.

Leaning back Sarah felt her breasts shift in a strange way. Confused, she looked down at her chest and saw nothing wrong at first. Must be hallucinating. She thought to herself. Focusing back on her show the clothes became bolder, they outright squeezed her chest this time and held their grip firmly. Sarah squealed at the sudden groping and looked down while also bringing her hands up to her chest protectively. She saw the indents in her shirt and her face went pale with dread. Some how, something had managed to enchant her clothes and now they were molesting her. She reached down to try and removed the shirt when her pants her to stand with sudden, jerky motions. Once again surprised by the abrupt unwilling movement of her body she gasped. She looked past her chest to see her pants waving and flapping in wind that didn't exist against her shapely legs to show their lively-hood.

Now her panties decided to join the fun, they began to gently rub her clit as her pants rocked her hips back and forth against the motions. Sarah let out a little moan at the pleasurable sensations. She knew however that she needed to escape this enchantment and find a mage to remove it. When she reached down to her shirt a belt sprung up from the floor and captured her wrists, binding them together and pulling her arms above her head! Sarah was truly trapped now and she knew it. Her hips were rocked more aggressively against her panties and they in turn picked up the pace. Sarah always had an extra sensitive body and never had an issue getting off and her clothes took full advantage of that fact. Soon enough Sarah was moaning and felt an orgasm approaching. Her bra bounced, squeezed and caressed her tits. The very middle of the cups took to gently pinching her nipples too. This with the added vigor of her lower halves clothes expedited the orgasm's approach rapidly. She hit the point of no return and with a loud moan came for the clothes that held her hostage.