A new outfit.

Alex climbed to her feet and I cleared our trays. We strolled off into the throng of people as she told me about her parents and the hardships they had been facing before my 'generous' act at lunch. I stopped her about halfway through the mall and turned to face her directly. "What are we..." Alex began before I shushed her.

"I need you to do me a quick favor here," I interrupted. "First, close your eyes and picture something for me." I began scanning her thoughts as I guided her with my words. "I want you to picture in your mind what you want to look like. Every little change, no matter how minor. Hair color, length, style, skin color and tone, beauty marks, size and shape of your body, how sensitive you want various parts to be, everything." I watched as a picture sprang up in her mind. It was still recognizable as her, but just barely in some cases. I made a mental map of her dimensions and quickly conjured up a soft, silken blindfold which I carefully placed on her as I leaned in close to explain in a low, soft voice, casually hypnotizing her into being obedient, yet still able to voice her own thoughts.

"I will give you exactly what you want, but you will need new clothes. I'm going to lead you into a store and get you into some new clothes. I will guide you carefully, just come with me."

"Yes," she practically purred in response.

With one hand on her hip I guided her into Victoria's Secret and into a dressing room. I sat her down and instructed her to wait calmly. She obeyed and sat with content smile as I headed back out into the store. As I was browsing through the selection I mentally shut down her senses so she would think she was simply lost in thought and proceeded to have her body painlessly morph into the body of her dreams. I picked out a garter, stockings, panties and bra that would accentuate her new body well and paid for them. I slipped into the dressing room as I allowed Alex to return to her senses.

She was now 3 inches taller with a firm stomach on an hourglass frame. Her breasts were still double D's, but now firmer and perkier, with larger nipples that were no less sensitive, but were several shades deeper red than before. I began removing her clothing, leaving only the blindfold as I carefully guided her through putting on the new undergarments. I snapped a picture of her with her own cell phone before draping a thin, silky robe over her and heading out. I led her this time to a trendy fashion boutique that specialized in party clothes and outfitted her in a dress that showed enough skin to get anyone's attention without being quite daring enough to cause traffic accidents.

A pair of strappy high heeled sandals completed the look and I positioned her in front of a full length 3 way mirror before sliding in close and asking her in a soft voice, "Are you ready?"

A bare nod of her head and I slip the blindfold off of her. She slowly opens her eyes and allows herself to take in what her eyes are seeing. I watch as the confusion plays throughout her face, her movements. The amazement at the transformation is evident in the way she touches her own body, unable to believe the changes. Smoother skin, now several shades darker than before. Her teeth perfectly straight and white, and her eyes a brilliant green. She went from a nerdy bookworm to a drop dead gorgeous model. Her muscles now were well toned throughout her body, though there was just enough softness to add some jiggle in the right places.

I pulled up the picture of the lingerie and showed it to her so she would know what was underneath the dress. She immediately doffed the dress to see it in person. The red and black ensemble practically begged me to take her, though that could have been my own thoughts getting carried away as I appreciated the view. She slid the panties down to inspect her newly landscaped nethers and found not only that she was completely bald, but that her labia were perfectly even and that her clit was now larger and more sensitive than before. I noticed her lips plump and moisture begin to bead before she managed to pull her fingers away and slide the panties back up into position. She plopped down on a bench and stared at her fingers (perfectly manicured) and I let her work through the changes for a moment before prompting her, "So what do you think?"

"Think?" She was still practically in a trance.

"About our new body."

"It's... impossible. How..?"

"I told you. I'm rich and powerful. I didn't explain what I meant by powerful, but I think you are beginning to see the true extent of my power."

"No. No, I don't want this anymore." She was beginning to freak out as the reality of the situation took hold.

"Alex," I calmly reproached her to get her to calm down as I mentally **** her to calm without affecting her actual thoughts. "I understand that this is a lot to take in, and I would be glad to change you back if that is what you truly want. You know what an opportunity this is, do you truly want to go back? Or do you want to become the person you have always wanted to be?"

"I..." she stammered, not truly certain of anything at this point.

"Tell you what, let's give it a day or a week and see if you like it. If not I can make some more tweaks or you can go right back to your old self, whatever you want."

She paused, mulling over the options and finally nodded. "Okay. One day for now. But, you have to tell me how you did it and what else you can do."

"That's a little difficult, but I'll try. First, we should go somewhere a little more comfortable, don't you think?"

"Sure, what did you have in mind?"

I smiled as I thought of the perfect place...