
When Kat got back to her room and looked through the index of the book, she saw the same old stories. In frustration she ran her fingers along the titles, pressing down hard as she re-read them with tight focus, trying to make sure she hadn't missed anything. Something about that motion seemed change the stories available because all the titles shifted when her finger got halfway down the page.

The first story was called "Wendy's Wondrous Wardrobe". Kat smiled, "Well, I bet that will make it easier to find stuff that fits." She said, cupping her rip breasts. She began to read.

*Wendy was always wondering what it would be like to wear the most wondrous clothes. When she wandered westward she was want to wile away her days watching wanton ladies. Wendy wanted to wear wonders...*

The story was about a girl with such an obsession with pretty and sexy clothes that she discovered and cast a spell on herself which allowed her to transform her clothes at will. 

Kat put the book down and looked in the mirror. She focused on her too-tight bra and watched in delight as it loosened enough to fit her almost perfectly. She kind of like the way her breasts looked when they were bulging up over the top of the garment, so she left it a little tight on purpose. "Awesome." She breathed.

This ability would have been great to have when the other girls soaked her. She could have just willed her clothes dry, or ducked into the bathroom and pretend that she had brought a change of clothes.

Kat shifted out outfit rapidly between a collection of dresses, skirts, tops, and pants, admiring her full figure in each one of the different outfits. As she shifted outfits she had a delicious idea. She wondered how Angelica would feel about playing a never-ending game of who wore it better.
