Rachel could barely concentrate on the way home, her mind reeling at the events of the
day so far. She always wanted to believe in magic, but this was the real world, right?
Mysterious packages containing magic lingerie?
That's insane.
And yet...unless she was going crazy, she'd seen it with her own eyes.
Pulling up into her driveway, Rachel practically ran into the house and upstairs to her
room.
Mom wasn't home yet. Perfect.
Locking the door, Rachel took a deep breath. She wasn't really sure this was a good idea,
but she had to know.
She quickly stripped down to her panties, and stared in her mirror. Nothing, really. Just a
moderately pretty girl too smart for her own good.
Only she wasn't smart where it counted. The breakup between her and Mike...she didn't
even know now why it had happened.
The sex had been good, they'd had a lot of fun together, so when he told her that he was
more comfortable with her as a friend...it hurt.
She hadn't felt right about herself ever since. Her mother had been so understanding.
Letting her live here, not saying a word about college.
What a waste. All that work to graduate early, and for what? To mope around the house
all day, no friends in the area...her only release being the mall.
But now...
"Ok bra, do your thing."
She put on the bra. At first, she didn't feel it, but then there was a warm sensation all over
her body. She smiled at her reflection. "Hey cutie, miss me?"
She brushed back her hair and took a seductive pose. It didn't even occur to her how silly
she looked. In fact, she didn't think she looked silly at all. She looked _good_.
She ran her fingers across her tummy. "All that working out has paid off...we're sexy as
hell."
She turned on her CD player and lay back on her bed. She was overwhelmed with the
need to touch this beautiful body. She started slow, just the way she liked it. "Oh
yes...just like that. Mmm..."
The only thing that was bothersome was her bra and panties...they just got in the way!
Still, she did the best she could, pushing her panties down enough to give access to her
groin.
She was already wet, and she slowly pushed her fingers inside her vagina. Explosions of
pleasure wracked her body, and she started to moan.
Turning to face the mirror, she smiled. "I love you so much."
When it was over, she felt much better. Laying back, she purred with contentment. With
the lingerie on, she was happy with herself and her life.
With great regret, she removed the bra and panties. And everything shifted. She felt
guilty, even foolish. It was enough to bring tears to her eyes.
"God. I can't even love myself without help. What's wrong with me?" She sighed and got
dressed, and headed out to the laundry room, placing the magic lingerie in a load of
colors.
Too bad she didn't read the tag that said NOT TO BE MACHINE WASHED.
The Lingerie of Forbidden Desire were created to allow the wearer to enjoy the attention of
the fairer sex. Regardless of their natural inclination, women are curious creatures, and
the Lingerie would allow them to satisfy their curiousity, even if normally they'd be
incapable.
Enchanted objects have to be handled delicately, however, otherwise their magic can be
damaged, with unforseen consequences.
Later that evening, presented with a clean scarlet bra and panties, Rachel was tempted to
use them again.
What will the magic of the Lingerie do to her this time?