What the hell? you think very loudly. You look at yourself without the mirror, and notice your clothes have nothing over them. You look under your shirt, and sure enough, there's your bra. You tug your pants out a bit and what do you know, there's your panties. Now how in the world did that happen? you wonder as you correct your outfit. A minute later, and you are back to looking hot and ready to mingle about the party again. With your bra on top of your shirt, and your panties on top of your pants, you look damn sexy. Checking your phone, you have a text from Claire. Odd, you don't recall giving her your number. Someone else must have. The text read "Steph, when you see this message, come find me out in the backyard. I have to finish that trick I was showing everyone earlier!
So you head out to the backyard. Feeling confident, you ask everyone on the way if they like your pretty underwear. It felt good to be so casual tonight. It's rare that you get to let loose like this. Everyone stares at you and many giggle or snicker to themselves. How nice of them! Maybe you'll get a chance to talk to some of them later. But right now Claire is priority.
You find her standing by a couple of guys you've never seen before. They all stare at you as you approach. "Hey Claire, what was that trick you wanted to finish?" you inquire as you near the group. "Oh nothing, just a little magic I learned over Winter break last year. Check it out!" Claire replied, and snapped her fingers. And just like that, you realized your underwear was on all wrong. "Whoa, Claire, that's a little risque. I didn't know it was that kind of party... I'm gonna put these back on the right way, if you don't mind me un-doing your little trick."
Claire chuckled "go right ahead, Steph"
So you set to work removing your bra and panties. You watched Claire to make sure she didn't pull any funny business as you righted your undergarments. Once finished, you checked yourself one final time, just to be sure. Panties on your head, bra back around your waist. Yep, everything's right as rain again.
You finish up the party like it never happened, and those guys Claire was talking to were pretty cool, too.
You wake up the next day...
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