"Could you turn around while I change?"

You hold up the dress. It seems too small for you. You're not sure how you will ever fit into that thing. You're not feeling all that sure about this whole thing now. What you aren't certain about is what the dress will do to you. But you promised them all. So you take in a deep breath. You look up at Rory. "Turn around, please?"

Rory snorts. "You're getting shy now all of a sudden? Did you forget what we did earlier?"

You shrug. "I just, I'm not so sure I want anyone watching when whatever happens, happens..."

Rory smiles her usual confident smile, and steps closer to you, towering over you more. "I'm watching. In case something goes wrong. That's that."

And that was that. Somehow it's more reassuring to have someone watching out for you. So you start undressing, might as well get over with it. Whatever it is.

You undress down to your underwear.

"Hold up." Rory stops you. "You think you're going to be wearing those underneath?" She points to you boxers.

"Um, yes?"

"No, they'll show through the material. Off with them, mister."

You sigh and strip naked in front of Rory, again.

Then you slip the dress up your body. It feels a little cold, but mostly just soft and nice. You strap it up to your shoulders and secure it on you. You are now wearing a dress.

"Okay. So, should something be happening? Is my magic suppressed now, or?"

Spoken too soon!

A ripple runs through your body. You feel it moving on its own. you touch your chest. It's like your whole torso is compressing into itself; you tense your stomach, trying to fight against it, but its **** is stronger. It starts pushing out in your chest, and pulling down on your face and hair.

It's like your body is trying to reinvent itself. Everything starts to move around inside you, just ever so slightly. It feels wrong and weird and strange.

Suddenly, your chest starts bursting outwards! "Oh my god!" You scream. Rory just stares.

You feel at your chest. Squieshy. Bouncy even. Their breasts! You have your own breasts!

But the dress ain't done. It's still working on your body, pressing your waist inward, pulling out your hair, making your face more pretty, more girly, more feminine. Your legs also become shaped and thicker in the process!

Then you feel your crotch starting to tingle. "Oh no!" You scream!" It's going for my dick!" Rory lifts an eyebrow.

You grab for it, trying to hold on to it. But it's like it doesn't want to be part of you, as it shrinks and slowly pulls inside yourself. You feel the whole area shifting, and you moan out as you gain a vagina instead. "Jesus! Fuck! I'm...I'm a fucking girl!

You look down at your own body, observing it in the dress. Shock runs through your body.

"Well well, someone turned into a hottie, didn't they?" Rory approaches you, puts her arm around you. You're startled by her enormous, sudden presence.