Body and Clothes

There was a rumble in John's stomach. The tingling feeling smoothed his abs to a soft belly. Another rumble and his entire skin was hairless and soft. And another, his chest expanded to form new breasts. And another and another until his body was completely feminine, his brown hair now a longer silky brunette.

"Can you imagine?" asked Petra, "A rose wedding gown. Its a bit fun just to think about. Don't you agree, sweety?"

John pictured the gown. It was soft and fluffy, the type that would hug his body like a safety blanket. As he thought that his clothes began to shift. The blue of his blue jeans replaced with pink, his shirt similarly shifting and merging with his pants. Both legs of his pants merged together to form a skirt. His shoes morphed into pink high heels. His new body managed to be unaffected by the changes and continued following Petra.

"But," continued Petra, "I think you made an excellent choice."

John quickly shook his head, "What?" he asked, his voice now soft and sultry.

"My dear," Petra said turning to face "him". "You are beautiful in that dress and I can say without a doubt that your new husband would take you in the middle of the church as soon as he set eyes on you."

John examined himself and touch his newly formed breasts. Small tingle of pleasure ran up his body. "This can't be right," he said looking down at the dress. "I'm a man."

"What's that?" asked Petra, feigning concern, "It sounds like you need a bit more convincing. Elaine!"

As Petra yelled a brunette employee in a turquoise dress came running up to them.

"Yes, mistress," said the woman.

"Elaine, show the future Miss Joan Sheridan to the bridal accessories."