The moment the single bill of Wishing Money disappeared, Jennifer felt something happening to her shoes. Looking down, she watched as they morphed into a sexier version of them, which looked more like heeled sandals than sneakers. And her ankle socks also changed, becoming a pair of knee-high white stockings. Shrugging, Jennifer went to her closet and pulled out a typical outfit. A gray T-shirt and a pair of jeans. After she put them on, she watched as they changed too. But just like her socks and shoes, the shirt and pants didn't just get re-sized to fit her body. Instead, the T-shirt shrunk, becoming a pink bare-midriff baby T-shirt with a very low neckline, which showed off her ample cleavage, and her jeans pulled up her legs, changed material, then eventually became a white pleated miniskirt, the bottom ending just below her butt. Looking at herself in the mirror, she definitely looked sexy, without looking like a total slut. But this wasn't what she wanted. She just wanted her clothes to re-size themselves to fit her new body. Not change in style. But then she realized that maybe the clothes had to change style. After all, if she wore her normal clothing on her new body, then maybe she wouldn't be considered the "sexiest girl at school".
She sighed, then figured it could have been worse. Her clothes could have turned into slutwear, like stuff made of latex and PVC. She should have counted herself lucky.
Jennifer took off her "new" clothes and grabbed one of her plain white bras and some panties. No way was she going to go without underwear. First she put on her panties, seeing no change in them after she put them on. Then, as she put on her bra, she briefly wondered if her underwear would change like the rest of her clothing. After all, other people at school would rarely see her just in her underwear.