Deanna

There was another flash. Frank stared in the mirror.

He had dreamed of Deanna Troi so many times.

Now she was looking at him from out of his mirror.

"Oh my god" Frank gasped He even sounded like her

There he was standing there in a skin tight purple body suit that hugged every inch of him.

"Question"

Frank snapped out of his stare. He had forgotten she was even there.

"Why does this please you when you are completely covered up, while most of your other fantasies look like this." There was another flash and the purple body suit melted to a black fur bra and matching panties. Up his legs were sheer lace garters and stockings and fur trimmed hip boots with impossiblely high heels.

Now Frank looked like Deanna's slut twin.

"Interesting. This form with this attire seems to please you more than before. I need to see how this pleases others"