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Chapter 4 by shoeman6988 shoeman6988

Who are you following?

New relationships

Vanessa's clothes ran across the parking lot before arriving at her blue sedan. They reached out to open the door but it was locked. Instinctually, the clothes returned to the place it all began and re-entered the coffee shop. Vanessa's outfit walked over to the table where she was once sitting and retreived what they were after. Picking up the frightened girls purse they turned and walked toward the door before turning their attention to the young redhead behind the counter.

Christa was standing behind the counter observing all that had happened and was **** to move from her spot feeling that behind behind the counter would give her some form of safety. However, this would not be the case. Vanessa's gave a come hither motion towards Christa but the girl remained in place. She felt safe up until she felt something move. The strings to her apron untied themselves allowing thenapron to slip off unobstructed. Christa did not fight whatever was haooening with her apron. Moments later she felt herself being lifted up on her toes. This motion allowed the back zippers to her calf high combat boots to unzip fully and with a slight motion slide right off her feet. She stared in awe as her high waisted denim shorts buttons popped open and slid down her legs. She was left wearing her grey striped short sleeve top, fishnet stockings, and black and green tartan lace up corset with matching panties.

As Christa stood there awestruck at what was happening, she felt a pinch on her left cheek. Her earrings began to sway back and forth and she felt yet another pinch. She saw the waist ofnher panties ruffle and reached to grab them but it was too late. Her panties slid straight down her legs with the fishnets forcing her to give a little bounce and they were fully off of her body. The fishnets gave a tickle to her toes ensuring her focus would remain on her feet but her her shirt then flew straight up over her head lifting her arms with it. It was at this point that her corset untied and slid upwards as well. Her fishnets tickled her toes again eliciting muffles laughs and giggles from beneath the shirt. Now overwhelmed and off balance she fell to the floor where her fishnets zipped down her legs and off her feet followed by the shirt and corset sailing off her top. Christa could only sit dumbfounded as she watched her panties slid onto unseen legs and pull.up followed by the corset top sliding into position. Her shirt pulling itself over the corset top was next followed by her shorts pulling themselves up and over an emulated large rear end inherited from their owner. The fishnets slid along the floor and once at the point where feet would be positioned slowly engulfed a pair of non-existent legs. She watched as her outfit filled out to her form daintily placed the feet within the confines of what were once her favorite pair of black leather combat boots. Upon feeling the fishnets seat themselves within themselves, the zippers slid all the way back up to where her own calves would have been.

The outfit regarded the naked college girl for a moment before moving through a door that led to the back room. Entering the staff only area of the coffee shop, the outfit found what it was after as an extra long black cardigan lifted from a hook on the wall along with the purse beneath it and floated through the air and placed itself on the outfit. Christa's clothes then walked through the same door and strode past the cowering college student on the floor. She thought it was over but then felt her earrings jingle yet again as they removed themselves from her ears followed by her necklace unclasping and removing itself from her neck. The jewelry that she once wore was now moving into place as if she were wearing it. Her outfit then walked over to Vanessa's waiting outfit and there they shared a loving embrace.

The two outfits headed towards the door as Vanessa's outfit turned toward Sean and in her voice, though a bit more sultry sounding, asked "Well, are you coming honey?" Upon hearing this, Sean didn't know whether to run or play along. He considered his options and since his date had locked herself in the bathroom, it seemed best to go with the outfits. Sean cautiously approached the outfits and they both took him by the arms and led him out of the coffee shop.

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