A flustered Laura, a sexy suit

Fourteen minutes in, you heard the sound of something colliding with the windows near the lab's entrance, glancing over. Outside was a clearly unamused Laura, trying to get her badge to touch the scanner to let her in. Laura kept her identification badge clipped to her lapel, but the badge reader was much lower. Her face contorted into a mixture of fear and anger as she seemed to twist and shimmy to figure out how to tag the badge, since when she leaned down, her knees hit the glass, and when she bent forward, her head bonked against it instead. It wasn't until she turned to the side to dip down to touch the badge without using her hands--a challenging feat when Ela didn't form gloves. She could have, but you assumed this was more fun.

Laura strutted in through the open door, her hips wriggling against the outfit but the outfit had other ideas in mind, propelling Laura forward with relative ease. Unlike last night when Ela formed shapes larger than your own petite form, Laura was tightly encased in her business attire. Or, at least a variant of it.

As Laura sputtered for words, her clothes twirled her around, lifting her arms up in the air so you could see. You gulped, watching silently from your seat. Laura's body was truly something to behold, and with Ela's modifications to shorten the skirt and create deeper cleavage from her blouse as her suit jacket hung open, there wasn't much Laura could do to cover up when fabric showed off just a little more of herself than she was comfortable with.

Eventually, Laura found the words. "D...Dr. Hildebrand, what the HELL is going on?! Why am I up here? Did you do something to me with one of your idiotic science fair projects?"

You smiled lightly, standing up and stepping closer toward Laura, though all Laura could see was Zoe's form standing before her. "I think you look rather lovely in your new clothes, don't you? That suit jacket and skirt combo really pops! Speaking of popping, you seemed to be popping out a little yourself..."

You lifted a hand, prodding into Laura's cleavage, dipping a finger lightly between both breasts, into what flesh was exposed. Laura, in turn, grew even more furious and red-faced. "Don't you DARE touch me, Hildebrand! I'll call HR and get you shut down for good this time!"

You glanced up, confident in the situation being far more under your control than hers. You wouldn't exactly consider this typical behavior on your part, but for Laura, you were willing to briefly play the villain. Really, to everyone downstairs, you'd be more the hero than anything, the valiant knight slaying the dragon that was Laurazilla. She wanted to lower her hands down to stop you so much, but Ela kept the clothes holding Laura's arms firmly in the air.

You tested further by reaching up to grab both of Laura's breasts, hefting them in your hands. "It pains me how you get to be both beautiful and the arrogant, bossy one in charge of a whole department." Laura's face contorted into confusion, since she was staring at Zoe, the beautiful head scientist, not Emily the petite average girl at the bottom of the research department's food chain. "A lot of people could put a lot more good into the world with a body like yours."

"Whatever, you hack. You're not even on any of the projects for Hideki's next phase, all your ideas are apparently worthless!" The venom in Laura's words didn't do much to you...

...but someone else who had a direct line to your ear wasn't as amused. "I think she's a little overdressed, myself," Zoe said in the angriest tone you'd ever heard her. That is, she sounded slightly less calm than usual.

You nodded a little, letting go. "Let's get that jacket off, maybe that skirt too." Stepping back, Laura looked wide-eyed, and then squinted again. She didn't seem to realize you weren't going to remove anything from her. Instead, she squealed as she felt the jacket pull up and slide off her arms, while the skirt unbuttoned and easily slid down her legs! She was in her blouse and dark stockings, legs fully encased, but you could see the outline of panties underneath the stockings, delightfully hugging her rear. Laura's eyes grew wider as the jacket and skirt seemed to hover before her, reaching out with the sleeves to give Laura's breasts a playful bounce that way. Ela definitely saw this as more a game than anyone else, she was just happy to participate as she jiggled Laura's boobs in delight.

Laura's mood was clearly changing, now that she was quite literally more exposed. "...F-fine, I guess I overdo it sometimes, but that's the job, doc! You don't climb the ladder without stepping on some fingers along the way, you know? I push myself hard, and everyone else has to keep up."

You leaned on the floating suit jacket that stood next to you with Laura's proportions, finding that it was as sturdy as if there were someone wearing it. With a cocky half-smile, you shook your head. "Nah, not buying it. The blouse and stockings have to go next."

"What?!" Laura shrieked as her blouse unbuttoned itself completely, tugging up and off her arms again. The stockings descended as well, taking the shoes with them, reforming quickly once they had departed from Laura's legs to join the floating skirt and suit, now looking much more complete as an outfit, though clearly lacking the solid form at its center. Trying to stay covered with arms that were now in her control, Laura turned to bargaining. "Please... just let me go, you've made your point! I mean, it's a stupid point and you're treating me horribly, but... I'm sorry, please! I'll approve your funding for your next project, whatever it is!"

"And the bra," you said. "But we need to do something about those hands." The outfit next to you shimmied its hips in what you guessed was agreement, since it couldn't nod or give you a thumbs-up. The bra unclasped, and then began to tug away, despite Laura's best efforts to hold everything in place. The bra tugged up the arms, once again pulling them over her head--and then began to twist and knot in strange ways, clasping shut with Laura's arms behind her head! She tugged forcefully at her new restraints, only causing her breasts to jiggle, embarrassing her further. She thought to simply run away, but those panties around her hips held her position in space firmly, causing her legs to lift off the ground when she tried to run, looking like she was on a treadmill instead.

Defeated and practically dangling in place as her underwear gripped her tightly, Laura looked down, her voice speaking below her outraged volume for the first time you could remember, her struggles stopping. "I'll truly do anything you like if you'd just stop whatever this is. Please."