The she-dragon took in a deep breath, making sure the spell was ready. Reciting the words said in the tome, she concentrated her magical energies, glyphs floating from the pages and circling her. A soft wind surrounded her, making her billowy robes flap and rustle restlessly, a sign that it was almost finished casting. With a large gust of wind, she vanished in a puff of smoke.
She felt the hot sun beat down on her as she waved away the dust that appeared, coughing whilst she looked about. Then she heard the laughing and the ooos, the comments and the looks aimed at her. The dragoness froze in shock, realizing that something had gone horridly wrong. She had teleported, but failed to bring her robes with her!
Covering herself with the tome she held, she blushed madly as she dashed off back to her home. Of all the places, it had to be at the markets to do some errands, the whole city would have known by evening that a young dragoness was seen streaking across the district; sporting electric blue panties with a flowery hem. She was sure that some of them had groped her as she eased her way through thick market crowds, just wanting to get home.
It would be ages before she left her home again, or even tried her hand at spells. At least alchemy would only leave her naked within her own walls if she screwed up