Dorothy from Oz

You walk naked into the dressing room and notice the mirror has been covered by a short blue dress of some sort. Lynn grabs you and pushes you onto the stool to sit. “Now do what I say, remember this is for $1000 so play nice.” She then pulls out a pair of nipple rings and a sliver stud for your navel.

“Whoa no one said anything about…” She silences you with a slap across your cheek.

“I said do what I say. Trust me.” Her smile calms you and you relent. She pierces your nipples and navel deftly as if she was a pro, it pinches at first but not to bad. She then pierces your tongue, nose, and ears at least 4 times on each side, you loose count as the pressure builds. “Hold on doll, we will be done soon.” Finally satisfied she pulls up a tiny white latex thong and to your shock it is snug but it fits. Next she grabs a cute white lacey tube top with tiny ruffled sleeves attached, she follows this with white stay up stockings with cute light blue bows at the tops, and a frilly lace petticoat, last she grabs the light blue apron dress that is so short it barely touches the tops of your stockings. Standing you up she admires her handiwork and leads you out without letting you look in the mirror. She sits you on the counter and grabs the makeup case and does your eyes in deep purple almost black, your lips a shade of sexy deep red, and your nails to match. This seems to cause her to curse and she removes your stockings and does your toes to match. She then leaves you sitting there and looks around finally smiling and bringing over a pair of ruby red 6” strappy platform sandal shoes that look about a size 8 at most, and you know they can’t possibly fit, but she simply eases them over your feet effortlessly. “There, you are the perfect little Dorothy, well once we pull your hair into a couple of cute little pigtails.” Once again you find yourself shocked as the braids drape down the sides of your face far longer than they should have been complete with 2 blue bows. “Perfect, what do you think?”

“Fuck.” Is all you say as you look at the beautiful girl standing in the mirror in front of you, you don’t even remember her padding your chest to give you those c cup breasts you see standing before you, and you would swear you are at least 3” shorter and 50 lbs lighter if you didn’t know that was impossible.

“Lets go Dorothy. Kikio is going to kill us soon if we don’t get out to the car and get to the party, we have at most 15 min before registration ends.” You both race out and climb in and head for the party.