Something girlier

In it's place was a pink dress with a flowery design, and a pair of low-heeled open toed shoes, with a single flower on each one right before the opening.

"Oh no!" Kyle started rushing towards the door, and grabbed the knob, trying to twist it.

_"House rules state that you are not permitted to walk around naked when there are guests. Do you require assistance?" _MARCI asked.

"Keep that away from me! I don't need help from you!" Kyle shouted as he pounded on the door. "Someone! Help!"

"Need help." MARCI stated, before arms grabbed Kyle's arms, and lifted him with ease, over to the center of the room.

Quickly, the arms removed the towel, and before he had a chance to react, slid a pair of panties up his legs, and attached a bra across his chest. Kyle wriggled all he could, but the arms had an iron grip. The arms slid the dress over his head and carried him over to a chair with several attachments that sat in front of the vanity.

"Let me go! I don't need assistance!" Kyle argued.

The arms settled him down in the chair, before placing his hands and feet into the attachments on the arm foot rests. He felt something happening to them, and pressure being applied to his fingers but couldn't see. The towel on his head was removed and a metallic mask was placed onto his face, as the hair dryer dome was placed over his hair.

Kyle squirmed and pulled, but he was held securely, until all the attachments released at once. Before he could look at the mirror, the arms grabbed him, lifted him again and placed him down into the heels. Only then was he able to see himself.

"Oh my god..." Kyle muttered as he stared into the mirror.

If he was an underdeveloped teen girl when he got out of the shower... he was definitely one now. His hair had been styled, though not in an overly girly style, with a pink barrette. His face had been subtly made up, light coating of lip gloss and touches of blush and eye makeup. His fingernails had been extended and were now painted a bright, hot pink, same as his toenails, which peeked out from the shoes. Any attempts to remove the barrette, and presumably anything else, were met with the arms returning it to the same spot a moment later.

He heard a door click and immediately rushed to the door, turning the knob and rushing out, slamming it behind him.

"I have to find Sam or Uncle Mark..." Kyle said, "Maybe they can help reverse all this crap!"

Hearing noise coming from the kitchen, Kyle rushed downstairs and into the kitchen to find...