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Chapter 8 by Yabusa Yabusa

Try a day with Jan as a clothes-drider, or does your girlfriend try a new shape?

So many sleeves

"Is this too much? Hmm." Jane seems to just let the 'cloth spider' idea go, both figuratively and literally. The cloth that made up the intricate monstrous shape just seemed to lose its structure all at once, and much of it tumbled to the ground in a crumpled heap. That's going to be a lot of ironing to get all those wrinkles out...

The only outfit that didn't fall to the ground was the dress that Jan found herself in. She instead was slowly and gently turned upward by the final possessed outfit, letting her feet return to the ground so she could catch her breath. "That was so strange... I'd never been part-monster before, I don't know that I'm ready to--"

Before Jan could declare her devotion to normal shapes and sizes again, she found something hugging her from behind. One of Jane's blouses wrapped around Jan, not really to be worn--not in a normal sense, anyway. Jan reached down to tug at it but the blouse stayed on like it was glued to the dress. The sleeves inflated, forcing Jan to have to lift her arms up a little to make room for this second pair of arms. "What the..."

Another blouse drifted over, piggybacking off the previous one, wrapping around in the same way. And another, and another... all the way down to Jan's hips! Five pairs of arms, only one pair real, stretched and moved chaotically. Jan tried to get out of the dress, reaching back to unzip the back so she could escape, but gloves rose up from the pile of clothing, swiftly sliding onto Jan's hands to prevent her escape.

"I'm not letting you go so easy! I wanna have more fun, there's a lot to touch when it comes to two bodies within reach..." Jane said.

You watched curiously, but you backed away a bit as the dress dragged Jan forward towards you. "...well it's not as bizarre as the last thing, but this is still bizarre."

A blushing Jan found her hands reaching out to run along your shoulders and chest, unable to stop as she felt your body. You didn't intend to do the same to her, but it didn't matter since four other sets of arms seemed to find other things to touch. The second pair squished and squeezed at the ghostly breasts within the dress, teasing the fabric with the cuffs of the shirt. The third pair joined Jan's hands to run along your stomach. Despite having no hands or gloves, the sleeves managed to touch you delicately, delightfully. You tried to step back, but the fourth pair of arms reached out to grab your hips, locking you in place.

And the fifth pair of arms, well, those were roaming around Jan's thighs and legs, having the best access to do so. The sleeves were far enough down the body that Jane could easily tease at Jan's body, pushing between her legs with barely any restraint, able to make the fabric of the dress easily give way for better access.

Jan squirmed, but when she tried to move her arms down to stop the other sets of arms from their own various touching, she was only made to redouble her exploration of your own form. "I'm, uh... sorry about this, but... hey, have you been working out a bit lately? You're feeling... r-really strong..."

It was amazing that the sleeves were able to do anything at all without hands, but you underestimated just what Jane could do with her powers. The cuffs were still able to pinch and squeeze, and they did so without hesitation, eliciting yelps from Jan as her legs were touched all over, or her waist was caressed. Touching the ghostly breasts didn't do much for her, but that didn't stop the sleeves from reaching in to the plunging V-neck of the dress, snaking under Jan's smaller bra to pinch lightly at her nipples under the fabric.

"Nnh, this isn't... so bad..." Jan said, squirming further with ten arms with seemingly minds of their own.

Those were probably not wise words to make with Jane listening in. With so many arms, it seemed she was ready to fast track 'not so bad' into 'so much worse' in her own particular way. "Hey John, wouldn't it be fun to show Jan's new little multi-arm trick to other neighbors and friends? I would love to hear what sort of excuse she'd come up with to explain away me... or I could focus all these arms on you and see how you're feeling!"

What does Jan have to endure next?

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