I saw Ava give me a curious look as I stared at her naked tits, if only for a split-second. Her face then changed to a look of amusement. She might have thought that she was dressed, but Ava knew exactly why I looked down.
''You know... if you really want to see, I can show you them sometime,'' she said in a joking, yet seductive voice.
I gulped. Ava and I had been flirting for years, but lately she'd been speaking in a way that suggested she was serious. I knew that if I wanted to keep this real, I needed to undo my wish. In my head, I wished for her clothes to be back on.
Instantly it came true. The clothes just seemed to appear, seemingly out of nowhere. Ava was now wearing a pair of black yoga pants, a thin red hoodie and a pink bean hat. Her hoodie was unzipped halfway, which meant that a lot of skin could be seen. Unfortunately for Ava, her breasts weren't big enough to have much cleavage showing. She sort of looked like a hipster. But only partially.
(What happens next?)