She started spinning, letting her pajamas spiral out like a ballerina's tutu. 'pajamas all day' She caught herself in the mirror and smiled proudly at the reflection.
She was really beginning to like her body. Her long auburn hair was slightly disheveled from sleep, but still mostly straight and shining.
Her pale milky barbie-doll skin was blemished only by her light freckles that seemed to compliment her nicely.
And finally, the boob fairy had visited her - her breasts were nearly handfuls. She cupped them for confirmation and felt her nipples stiffen a little from the attention.
She released them back to gravity, but they only bounced slightly, resisting the pull of the earth. She could visibly see the nightgown tenting at two points from her slight arousal and noted that she would need to start wearing a bra soon.