Newest sister

The pleasure fades and you realize that you are no longer who you once were. You know that you are a member of the sisterhood.

You look down, and you can see the cobalt blue shirt peeking through the opening of the black jacket, both of which are encasing an ample(but not excessively large) pair of breasts. As you peer down past them, you can see your slender legs encased in black nylon extend past the hemline of a black skirt. And even though these are covered, you can feel the cups and straps of a bra pushing and pulling against your chest, and a pair of panties roundly covering your womanhood. As you look down, you can feel your elongated hair brush against your neck and shoulders.

You look around at the other sisters. Your sisters. You can see their smiles of approval as you have become one of them. You can feel their thoughts inside your mind, as you are confident that they can feel your thoughts as well. Your identity is no longer your own. You are a sister now. One of the sisterhood.

Melanie smiles and says, "Welcome, sister. You are one of the sisterhood, and you will live, work, and conduct yourself to edify yourself, your sisters, and the sisterhood at all times."

You smile and say, hearing your new feminine voice for the first time, "Thank you, sister. It pleases me so much to be your sister and to have you as my sisters. I am one with the sisterhood, as the sisterhood is one with me."