Latex and Leather

The next morning Nate was woken by his phone buzzing, telling him he had a message. Nate looked at it as he sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. It was a picture of Sam wearing her Cinderella outfit, complete with tiara, long white gloves and her silver high-heels. "Excellent." Nate thought as he got dressed. "That's two things to look forward to today." Nate was fully aware that today was the day his wish kicked in and Rebecca would be **** to wear skin-tight latex and leather outfits. He was very much looking forward to it.

Nate arrived on campus early for once. He decided to grab a quick coffee on his way to class. As he was waiting in line at the coffee cart in the quad, he noticed a group of girls all talking and whispering amongst themselves. They were led by Veronica, who was known throughout the school for her standing dislike of the male sex. Nate was all for equal rights for women, and women's equality, but Veronica took it way too far. Nate was planning to leave her alone, but she caught him staring at their group. Her eyes met his and her face turned to a look of disgust. 'Fine,' thought Nate, 'if that's how she wants to be, I can play that game.' Nate made a wish that Veronica and all of her cronies would have to dress to show off their femininity. Veronica herself would have to dress like a cheap hooker, all of her cronies would be **** to dress like 1940's housewives. Nate smiled smugly to himself, got his coffee and proceeded to class.

Sam was sitting with her basketball teammates, all dolled up in her Princess Cinderella outfit. Nate loved seeing her in that. It reminded him of the power he had over her. Two rows behind Sam, sitting next to her theatre-club friend Stacy was Bec. She was absolutely stunning. Her outfit exactly fulfilled the criteria of Nate's wish. Her latex catsuit was bright red and looked like it was straight out of a porno. It showed off every curvature of her ass and tits. She wore black knee-high studded boots with colossal 8-inch heels, making her taller than anyone in class except for the basketball players. Per his wish, she had let her hair down, but had it pinned to one side. One thing that Nate had not specified in his wish, but that he had absolutely no objection to, was her tiny black leather jacket, the hem of which was just below her shoulder-blades.

Nate selected a seat in the row behind Bec, where he could talk to her without others overhearing. "I just have one question." He said, in a low voice. "How do you go to the toilet in that thing?"
"With great difficulty." Bec replied evasively. "It took me nearly two hours this morning just to put it on and I still don't know why I chose to wear it. It's completely not the type of thing I would normally wear, and it was really expensive."
"Well Bec, the reason you're wearing that, is because of me." Nate said, making absolutely certain that nobody else could hear him. Bec turned in her chair to look at him, gasping, while at the same time looking like she didn't believe him. Nate showed her Exhibit A. "I can see you don't believe me. Just look at Sam. See how she's dressed like a pretty princess. I made her do that. I have the power to make anybody wear whatever I want." Bec looked at Sam, decked out in her Princess getup and a look of dawning apprehension and comprehension began to spread across her face. Determined to forestall any resistance from her, Nate quickly continued, "Don't tell anybody about this, or I'll make sure you'll be wearing that catsuit for the rest of your life. Now, I want you to come over to my place tonight, here's the address." Nate said, his voice barely audible now. "If you refuse, you can say goodbye to ever wearing normal clothes again. Will they still let you be in Drama Club if you're wearing a latex catsuit?" Nate added.

There was a flurry of movement, and a hush fell over the room as Mrs Harris entered. Bec turned around once more, an accusatory stare on her face. Nate simply mouthed the words 'See you tonight,' and nodded knowingly at Sam. A veiled threat for what would happen to Bec if she refused to follow his instructions. Knowing that he would soon have a sexy bookworm under his control, there was no need to do homework, so Nate let his mind wander until Mrs Harris dismissed the class.