I could see the nervous look in in her face reflected by the mirror on her closet door. I decided to come right out with the situation. "I'm holding up your breasts, I'm the bra that your wearing."
"Your what?! Yeah, right. Okay, this isn't funny anymore, whoever you are come out where I can see you!"
"I'm not kidding around. I'm a bra."
"Yeah, right. And I'm the Queen of Egypt. Did Sarah put you up to this?"
"Uhm, no, not really. Although she is partly to blame..."
"I thought so. Sarah and her pratical jokes," Keli glanced around the room again, before laying down the bat. "Sarah! Come out here, this isn't funny anymore."
"Well, she is right her. She's the panties that your wearing..."
"What? Let me get this straigh. Your my bra and she's my panties?"
"Well, yes and no. I'm her bra, and she's your panties, but your wearing both of us."
"How come I can't talk to her then? And why did I put these on when I was looking for Sarah earlier?"
"She wished to know what it felt like for me to be her bra, so she turned into a pair of panties, that you then put on."
At this point Sarah finally lost her patience, "Just tell her to wish us back to normal, already!"
"She wished that she was a pair of panties?" giggles Keli. "Sure, why not. And I'm supposed to make a wish now too?"
"Yes! Please wish that your roomate Sarah and me were back to normal!"
Keli smirked, and then shrugged, "I wish that ... "