Lyle's fourth wish

Lyle felt very self conscious as they made their way to the mall. His clothes were way to big and he kept slipping out of his sandals. His new tits were just way too big and they jiggled and swung with every step. He was so aware of them could barely focus on anything else. When he did focus on his surroundings he was struck by just how much the world changed with his lost height. He'd never been tall, but he was now about 5 feet tall and everything just seemed so big.

Emma seemed in good spirits though. Her previous anger seemed to have disappeared and she talked the whole way there as if nothing had changed. They talked about their usual topics, or mostly Emma talked on Lyle listed. That is until they reached the mall. "Okay Lily! I'm so excited. Just leave everything to me! You are so cute, this is going to be awesome!"

Awesome wasn't the word Lyle would use. He wasn't keen on being called Lily either but he decided he had to humor Emma for now. Using wishes to try and manipulate her was a pretty scummy thing to do. If there was a chance to repair their relationship he wanted to take it. Any beyond that he needed some help to get out of this situation. He didn't think he was smart enough to wish his way out of this, now that Emma knew everything she might be able to help.

"I need shoes first, I'm going to trip sooner or later." Lyle said as they passed a discount shoe store.

Emma looked at it, "Ew. There? No. I'm not getting you combat boots or whatever. Ah, over here." Emma grabbed his hand and dragged him into women's shoe store. "Ooh, what size are you? Wait, you don't know. Umm well you are pretty tiny...let's try a 5. Excuse me," Emma flagged down an employee, "We'll try this...this...this and this. In a 5."

"Emma those..." Lyle just wanted something he wouldn't trip in. He didn't want such fancy shoes. No, it wasn't the fancy that bothered him. It was how girly they were. They weren't shoes with male equivalents.

"Hush. Trust me." Emma said.

Lyle felt like he had to go along with it. 30 minutes later they left the store. He was now wearing wedge heeled sandals. He had been vehemently opposed to any kind of heel but once he put these on Emma had lost her mind. They were just too cute apparently. In one way he was grateful for a little bit of extra height. And at least the wedge wasn't hard to walk on.

Next they hit a clothing store. Lyle just wanted some shirts and pants but Emma had other ideas. "You can try those on too but first...ok this. Put this one. No excuses. Come out so I can see after." Lyle took the pile of fabric and entered the change room. A skirt? He couldn't wear a skirt. Except Emma was waiting...fuck it. He pulled the skirt up. Then he realized how short it was and pulled it down...but no, it didn't sit right there. Argh. He put it on properly. Then the shirt. He looked in the mirror and tried tugging it closed but there just wasn't enough material.

"Emma it doesn't fit." He called through the door.

"Bullshit!" She called back. "Get out here!"

Lyle sighed and opened the door. "Fine. Happy?"

Emma's eyes bulged and she nodded, "That's it. That's the one. I think we're done here. I'm buying it, you can wear it out of the store."

Lyle shook his head, "Huh? Oh no. This is too much. If you want it fine, but I'll wear that t-shirt out."

Emma shook her head, "Nuh-uh. Two choices. You wear this, and I buy it and the clothes you want. Or you take it off and I don't buy anything."

Lyle grumbled, "Fine. You win."

"Perfect! You really are like my little dress up doll. Let's go pay, we have a few more stores to hit and then we can head to my place."

After they arrived back at Emma's, laden with a ton of bags, Emma set her purse down on the table and pulled out the candle.

"What are you doing with that...?" Lyle asked.

Emma grinned, "I want you to make another wish."

Lyle gulped, "What...why? What do you want me to do?"

Emma stepped close to him, towering over him. Lyle felt his heart racing as his crush closed the distance and looked at him with lust in her eyes, "You wanted to be closer to me, I have an idea. I enjoyed having you as my dress up doll, but you seemed a little resistant. I want you to wish to be **** to wear any outfit I want you to. Go ahead and light it then say, I wish Emma had complete control what I wear."

Lyle gulped, "Complete..."

"Control," Emma finished for him, "Don't worry I'm not going to make you parade around naked. Just some cute outfits. Consider it payment for buying all those clothes."

Lyle knew he could say no. Emma couldn't **** him to. Of course Emma could make the wish herself but he didn't think she would. He could just say no and walk away. He looked away from her, he couldn't hold her gaze. He really did owe her...and she did spent a lot of money on him today. He slowly walked towards the candle. Emma handed him the lighter and stepped back.

Minutes later there was a ball of smoke, "What is your desire?" It asked.

"I wish Emma had complete control over what I wear." The smoke exploded and his eyes fell shut.