New clothes for a new Kyle

The bathroom door reopened, and Kyle was ushered back into the bedroom glaring at Sam, his hiair wrapped in a towel, turban style, and a towel wrapped around his now curvy chest and body.

He was deposited in the middle of the room. A lacy hot pink thong was uncerimoniously slid up his legs and pulled sharply into place cradling his new feminine mound while riding tightly up the crack of his now large butt. Then the towel around his body was removed, revealing two large yet pert breasts on “Kylie’s” chest. They were rapidly engulfed by an eaqualy lacy hot pink push-up bra that matched his thong.

Standing there, Sam noticed how small his brother now was. Where once his brother the star quarterback of their high school had towered over him with his tall muscular frame, his new "sister" was tiny by comparison. Sam who himself was only 5'8, now dwarfed Kyle's dainty 5 foot girly frame. Sam smiled and laughed at seeing his once proud jock of a brother reduced to the little girl standing before him.

Next a pair of tiny white shorts was slid up Kyle’s smooth legs resting low on her hips and just barely containing her bubble butt.

The turban was removed to reveal long, damp, platinum blonde hair that went halfway down Kyle’s back. A pink cropped tank top with tiny spaghetti straps that did nothing to hide his pink bra straps was lowered over him, to show the word “Princess ” emblazoned over his new breasts in pink glitter.

Kyle sagged, defeated as he was again seated at the vanity, his legs crossed for him. A dome descended, as a vacuum pulled the damp hair up and into the dome. A mask settled over Kyle’s face as he “mmmphed” in protest. Sam could hear blowers and motors going. The manicure/pedicure machines proceeded to redo Kyle’s nails. This lasted several minutes.

When the dome and mask lifted, Kyle’s blonde hair was cascading in soft waves around his face and down his back. His makeup was flawless. His brows sat in perfect feminine arches above his eyes. His false lashes fluttered with every blink. His lips were glossy and pink to match his clothing. His ears were sporting multiple earrings, including a large gold hoop in each. He had a soft pink French manicure on squared off nails with his toes matching.

“We’re almost done, Bambi,” MARCI said as he was returned to the dressing area. Hot pink wedge sandals were slid onto his feet. His hair was sprayed with hairspray. A few rings were slid onto his fingers, along with a bracelet and anklet. A silver necklace with a script “Bambi” was draped around his neck.

“Now to make you smell nice,” MARCI added. “Don’t worry, Bambi, the pheromones in the perfume will attract your desired attention.” As a nozzle sprayed strategic points on Kyle’s now feminine body.

Sam took it all in. Kyle looked like a boy hungry 18 year old bimbo.

“I’m going to kill you,” Kyle started. And took a wobbly step towards Sam.

“Oh, that will never do! Intializing translator voice overide.” MARCI said,

Kyle coughed a few times. “There. Perfect.” MARCI said. “Enjoy your day, Bambi.”

After the coughing stopped, Kyle took another step towards Sam, “You’d better run... my voice!” The translator chip had given Kyle a rather sexy feminine voice.

Kyle was stunned. He then refocused his anger on Sam, who was still laughing, holding onto his sides, tears streaming out of his eyes. “When i get a hold of you....”

"You'll what? Pout me to ****? Take a good look Bambi you are in no state to make any threats right now. " Laughed Sam.

Kyle looked up at Sam in shock coming to realize just how much MARCI had done to change him and just how small and weak he now felt.

"Fix this now!" Kyle screamed or at least he wanted to scream, what came out was more of a girlish whine.

"Ok, just let me get to the computer real quick and I promise I'll put you back to normal this time. I've had my fun." Laughed Sam.

Sam walked back to the computer and pulled up Kyle's profile again. However this time when he went to edit the info a lock appeared on the screen.

"Safety lock initiated on user Bambi's profile. User cannot process additional changes until one month safety window has elapsed to insure users physical well being." Stated MARCI.

"I'm so sorry bro it was just a joke, honest. It looks like the system is setup to only allow so many changes in a certain time frame. There's nothing I can do. Looks like your stuck like this for the next 30 days." Sam said while trying to be serious but still finding this hilarious.

"MARCI change me back right now" Yelled Kyle

"I'm sorry Bambi but I cannot alter user profile again for 30 days as it would be to much strain on your body." Stated MARCI.

" My names not Bambi, its Bambi! What no thats not what I want to say my name is Bambi! I'm a girl not a man! What no thats not right. Arg, whats going on why can't I say my name?" Shrieked Kyle.

"Due to **** level of changes and user requests the translators auto correct feature was enabled to help until user has adjusted to changes. Voice translator will alter speech in real time to best fits user profile guidelines until 30 day lock out is complete." Stated MARCI.

"I can't beleive this is happening. What am I going to do for the next 30 days. I can't let anyone see me like this. If anyone finds out I'll be ruined no one will take me seriously after this I'd be a laughing stock!" Cried Kyle.

"Well I guess you'll have to try and pretend to be Bambi for the next 30 days. No one here has seen us yet. You can just lay low and if anyone asks I'll just tell them my brother couldn't come so my sister came instead. Your going to have to work hard though. You will need to really pretend to be Bambi. We can't give anyone a reason to think you aren't the girl you appear to be." Said Sam.

"No worries there I don't plan on going outside again till the 30 days are up and I'm back to normal." Growled Kyle

Kyle’s rage was interrupted by a voice.

“Hello!” Someone called from downstairs.

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