"I don't know how you did that." you say. "But give me my clothes back now."
"Or what?" she asks, smiling. "You'll walk home naked?"
"So you're just going to leave me standing here naked?" you respond.
"Of course not." she clicks her fingers and you no longer feel the cold air against your skin.
Most of your skin that is. Your legs still feel exposed. You look down and are horrified to see that you are now wearing a short pink dress with a puffy skirt. On your feet are a pair or shiny black little girl's shoes with white socks.
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