for a few moments you were confused, you couldn't see yourself on the bed in the mirrors reflection, just a pile of your room mates clothes with a frilly hot pink bra on top, then it hit you. You were the bra! you tried to struggle, to cry out in a panic but of course, a bra had no muscles to more nor mouth to speak with. you lay there staring at your reflection as it sank in. this was your first day, you hadn't met anyone. no one at all knew you, let alone your room mate, she might think your in the library a lot or have differant class times to her, who knew how long you could be a bra.
you remembered that some spells coud be broken with a mental enchantment, it was on that page you had been reading before the girl changed you...now what was that spell... you wracked your brain trying to remember but panic was blocking any chance of memory right now. the book lay on your bed still open, too far for you to make out the words though. if you had eyes you would have cried.
your panic is broken by the sound of the door opening, the Blonde you had bumped into before walked in and closed the door behind her, she glanced at your bed and huffed "Great...so much for a room to myself. oh well maybe we will be friends" she muttered to herself and looked at her bed "right, need to put these away" your panic came back tenfold hearing that and you tried to get her attention, trying to will her to hear your thoughts.
turns out telepathy was not one of your powers right now as she muttered a spell and waved her hand, you and the rest of her clothes began to float up off the bed, you saw her skirts and dresses hang themselves up and fly into the wardrobe, panties folded themselves and dropped into her drawer, shoes walked themselves into the bottom of the wardrobe, then it was your turn. you flew over to a drawer that opened, you saw it was full of various Bras, some the same style of you. you folded in half, making you get dizzy from your vision on the bra cups being differant directions now.
Down you went, into the drawer and then darkness, the drawer shut and you were stored away with the rest of your roommates bras. you needed to remember that spell or this freshman prank could end up giving you a life of being a Bra instead of a Witch.
hours passed as you tried to remember the spell without success, you could only remember the first half of it. how were you going to turn back now?...
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