You blush furiously when your sister takes the blankets, expecting her to burst out laughing or something, but she just stay there, looking at you.
"Where did you get those clothes?" your sister gasp, droping the blankets.
"Andrea, look, I can explain, I...-What?" you ask her.
"I said where the hell did you get that dress? And everything?" shouts your sister.
"It-It just appeared out of thin air!" you lie, "I don't know! Why?"
"It's the exact same outfit I was thinking of wearing to Brad's party tomorrow!" your sister responds, "How is this possible?"
"I don't know..." you lie again, and that very moment, a puff of smoke comes from your desk. When the smoke disipates, you can see an envelope with "To Andy" writed over it. You reach for it, but your sister holds your hand, asking "What's going on here?". You shrug and she opens it, taking out a note.
She examines it curiously before reading it aloud.
"Hello, Andy!
How are you doing? I hope you are enjoying the clothes you take away from my shop today. They are special, you see, and change to whatever the wearer needs them to be. When I saw you doing it, I thought how desperate you were about clothes to do such a mean thing, so I decided to give you a gift.
As you like clothes and taking away other people things so much, you will never have to worry about them as they can't be damaged nor they can come off, but I'm going to take away your free will about what they become.
I really hope that you enjoy it and have as much fun as I'm having right now, byes!