Getting Dressed

Ash looked over at the bench as if the clothes that had been placed there might attempt to bite him. His head was still foggy and he couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong but he wasn't about to wear women's clothes...even if they were cute.

"That's an odd thought," Ash said to himself as he turned to the changing room door. He looked at his pokemon and neither of them moved so he tried to get them to follow.

"Guy's come on, we have to go before that lady comes back," he told them.

Hypno quickly shuffled in front of Ashley, Pikachu slowly walking up to stand next to him. He wasn't about to let Ashley let her nerves get the better of her. He knew she wanted to go on the date with that Gary guy and impress him but clearly, she was getting cold feet. In a motion that was getting very smooth with all the practice he was getting, he put Ashely back into a trance.

"It's okay to be nervous, Ashley, but running away isn't going to help you get what you want. I know you really like Gary and want the date to go well. Those clothes will help you! After that, maybe we could go to a salon and see if they can help too!" Hypno said, accidentally inserting his encouragement as subliminal messaging.

Ashely repeated, struggling to onboard everything he was told into his mind. It was okay to be nervous but he shouldn't run, which meant he had to stay in that changing room for the moment. That brought his thoughts back to Gary. They definitely had their problems back when they were kids but Gary's arrogance had eventually to turned into earned confidence. He might have hated the kid he was but Ashely liked the man he became...he really liked him. He sure hoped that their date...went...well...

Ash grabbed his head as it began to pound, the thoughts swirling and writhing in his mindscape. So many concepts had been planted into his mind in sure a short time, they were struggling to settle into place. Ash sat down on the bench, next to the pile of fabrics. He rubbed his temples before looking up to see Hypno holding up a plastic hook that clasped a padded bra and panty set.

"These clothes will help. I want the ... date...I want the date to go well," Ashely said as he took the garment into his trembling hand.

Hypno smiled, glad that his encouragement was working. He looked over at Pikachu who was still wrestling with his own previous commands. As Ashley kept staring at the underwear, Hypno climbed up on the bench and began lifting the back of the baggy sweatshirt.

Ash lifted his arms lazily, still feeling like something was off but was just rolling with it for the moment. He freed the underwear and tentatively put his arms through the bra straps but struggled to get it clasped on behind him correctly. After a few failed attempts he eventually figured it out, feeling more frustrated than apprehensive. The padded bra cupped his chest and pulled it together, giving Ashley the appearance of small breasts that complemented his lithe body. Next, after removing the shorts, the panties were yanked tightly into place. They smoothed out his front and combined with the bra, created a striking illusion of a feminine shape. Ash was starting to feel uncomfortable with the clothes he was wearing. He looked down at himself, feeling ridiculous in women's underwear. He wanted to rip them off and run far away from this situation.

"But that won't get me what I want," He thought, not knowing what it was that he 'wanted'. He took a deep breath and stood up, looking at himself in the mirror. He couldn't believe how different he looked. He almost didn't recognize himself.

"What...what is happing?" He asked himself, his head starting to hurt again.

Pikachu, who had been watching from the sidelines, could see that Ash was struggling. He walked up to him and nudged his leg, trying to offer some comfort.

Ash couldn't help but smile at his loyal friend. "Thanks, buddy," he said, feeling a little more at ease. Ash glanced at Hypno struggling with the fabric of the dress and reached over to pick it up. With another steadying breath, he gathered the courage to get himself to put on the dress.

"This will help the date...go well..." He said looking at it before swallowing the lump in his throat.

It took everything in him but he eventually lifted the blue dress over his head and pulled it into place. The shoulder straps were wide and linked to the upper body of the garment, tapering in tightly at his middle and flaring out down to just above his knee. Again, he looked in the mirror and saw himself wearing the same style of dress that had caught his eye in the first place. His new cleavage was held up by the sweetheart-looking top and showed just enough skin to be both inviting and modest.

Ashley felt Hypno take his hand a lead him out into the store again, feeling horribly exposed, still not sure why he was letting this happen. He was nervous but had to push forward to get what he wants...which was what again? Needing to sit again, Ashley parked himself in a chair, gently pulling up the skirt under him as he did so. It was then that Nora sat down across from him in the opposite chair.

"Look at you, heartbreaker. That dress looks like it was made for you. Your date is going to love it," She said as she opens a shoe box.

"I h-hope so...I want the date to go well," Ashely said still struggling to make sense of his thoughts.

It wasn't long before Ashely was wearing a new pair of black heels and gliding back and forth across the room trying to walk in the unfamiliar footwear. His hips moved back and forth, the hem of his dress tickling his soft thighs. As Ashely practiced, Hypno sorted things out in the same way that he did at the pharmacy. Soon they waved goodbye as they left a proud Nora.