Jennifer slipped her bra over her shoulders and looked at herself in her mirror as her underwear morphed to re-size itself to her new proportions.
“Phew, that would’ve been embarrassing” Jennifer said with a smile, relieved her underwear had remained relatively unchanged by her wishes. She quickly slipped her tiny white skirt back up her legs before putting her forever sexier pink t-shirt back on.
The second she felt her t-shirt stretch around her breasts she realised her bra had disappeared. Panicking she lifted up the shirt again and shook it, but her bra was gone. She looked around on the floor, wondering if it had snapped and fallen but it was nowhere to be found.
She quickly smoothed down her top and looked in her mirror, her nipples were showing a little too prominently through her top for her liking, but her new sexier body didn’t seem to require a bra. Her new breasts stood proudly unsupported on her chest, her revealing pink t-shirt stretched tight across them, showing every curve.
Her eyes grew wide in sudden panic, surely her underwear…?
She squeaked when she lifted her tiny pleated mini skirt, her panties had disappeared too, leaving her ass and pussy completely exposed under the too-short skirt. Jennifer dropped her skirt back down in a panic, trying to smooth it out with her hands or tug down at the hem in an attempt to make it longer, but nothing seemed to help. No matter how she tried she couldn’t make her skirt cover any more of her and it simply covered her to the bottom of her ass cheeks and then stopped, leaving all of her thighs exposed, her pussy barely concealed at all.
She tried walking while watching herself in the mirror, with each forward stride her skirt would lift and give everyone the tiniest peek of her ass and pussy. She winced and looked at the wishing money again. She couldn’t go out in public like this, she’d be arrested, she had to fix it…