Something with a lot of coverage

You scratched your head, looking at Jan. Jan, for her part, just shrugged, not sure what to say or do. "It doesn't really matter to me," she said, "since I'm guessing the clothes will just fly onto me whether I want them to or not. So..."

You looked around at the outfits, thinking you had to choose something that would maybe wrap up more around Jan, just so she wasn't so exposed. You weren't sure that Jane wouldn't want to parade Jan around outside with her new shape, so you thought maybe it would be best to avoid some embarrassment of the gaps in the clothes that would get spectators asking questions. You knew your girlfriend wouldn't care about embarrassing Jan in public, especially if it also served as a reminder that she was the one in charge here.

You stood up, walking through the outfits, reaching out to touch and feel at them. each felt like a fully-formed person, another version of Jane in each spot, despite being so empty on the inside. You deliberately grasped and groped at each of them, feeling their rears or their stomach or going so far as to test their breasts as if you were looking for something you could play with, though that was only part of the equation. Of course you wanted something you could caress and squeeze! You wanted to touch Jane all over! You didn't need Jan inside an outfit for that... but you knew how stubborn your girlfriend could be. Becoming a ghost only seems to have amplified it. So, might as well figure out what is the best of both worlds...

You came upon a particular combination that you felt would fit the bill. While the dressier combos would be lovely, you stopped at an outfit that made sense to you, reaching out to feel at the fabric once more. The black turtleneck sweater extended its arm out to run along your side as you wrapped your hands around the stomach, and then slid your hands down to the slim khaki pants just underneath it. It definitely covered up the body, that's for sure... but also, the softness of the sweater and the firmness of the pants was an interesting contrast, where you could really get a good grip on those hips. You turned to look at Jan, pointing at the outfit you'd been caressing for likely a good minute in your examinations. "How about this one?"

Jan blushed, and nodded furiously. It wasn't really that you had picked the sexiest outfit you could find--rather, you'd steered away from a few of those. It was more that Jan just watched what you wanted to do to your girlfriend, realizing that soon she'd be encased in that same fabric to get that same attention from you, that excited her.

You stepped away from the outfit then. "You good with this, Jane? Maybe with some of those black knit gloves just for completeness?"

"Well, it's not as showy as I'd have liked, but... you did pick something where I can feel almost everything! That was so good, this will be even better once I'm done..." All at once, all of the other outfits collapsed to the ground in a heap, littering the bedroom in the messiest it's ever been, before the empty outfit starts to saunter towards Jan. "All I need is my lovely frame to put me on..."

Seems Jane forgot that Jan was an independent woman rather than her assistant, but before you could mention anything to her, the outfit currently on Jan made her stand up, and step forward, to hug and rub lightly against this other outfit. Jan couldn't help but blush even further, as she was made to practically dance suggestively with this other outfit in front of you, almost like she and Jane were your entertainment!

Before long, the outfit made Jan step back, stretching her arms up. The possessed shirt unbuttoned, pulling apart and making it very clear that the sizable breasts had not belonged to Jan at all. Jan herself was wearing a simple white bra, trying to cover herself up but unable to while the shirt's sleeves still controlled her arms, holding her in place--and outside of that, a second cream-colored bra, fuller in shape but clearly showing the gap in cup sizes between the two bodies. Next was the jeans, unzipping and sliding down Jan's body, revealing her matching white panties which were similarly encased in a slightly larger set of panties, also in cream, flaring out right where Jane's hips and ass would have stretched them. The socks around Jan's feet still belonged to Jane, though, so a bit of magical effort **** Jan to kick off the jeans and wait patiently for her new attire.

Jan squirmed and groaned throughout this process, flitting between cooperating and resisting. As much as she might have wanted to get undressed in front of you, this wasn't how she pictured it! "Nnnnh..." was all she could manage as the khaki pants slipped down to her feet, which lifted up just lightly against Jan's will one at a time to allow the legs to get in position, and then slide up the body, once again enveloping Jan's lower body entirely. These pants seemed tighter than the jeans from before, meaning Jan had even less wiggle room to work with..! They were a little short given the height difference, but it still looked fashionable, like ankle pants. Jan once more lost entire control over her lower half, enough that the shirt holding her steady was finally ready to fly off and let go.

Admittedly, seeing Jan there in just the tight khakis and two sets of bras was an intriguing sight. That alone had its allure, as her occasional struggles against the binding fabrics still caused the larger ghostly breasts to jiggle in the cups. And with her lovely face on top, you dared to think that this was actually one of the most girls you might've seen. Your wife-to-be would kill you if she knew you thought that... but for now, you could play along at least.

"W-wait," Jan said as the turtleneck sweater lifted up. You knew the ghostly presence had no intention of waiting though, as the turtleneck flew high in the air, and then **** its way over Jan's upper body without hesitation!

The end result wasn't exactly as planned... Jan's upper body did look right, mostly, her head was poking out from the top of the sweater and two arms were flailing about. But there weren't any hands in those arms... the sleeves were still hollow! Looking a little closer, you could see that Jan's arms were pinned to her sides, her real hands peeking out from the bottom of the sweater, in a bizarre look. The sweater did get rather tight around the waist, and if Jane wanted, she could apparently easily pin Jan's body just like that.

Jan's eyes widened as she felt herself take a step, then two, towards you. "No, wait, let me just.... ugh, can't I get my hands in the sleeves? Please? This feels so weird..!"

"I dunno," Jane said, "I kind of think this might be fun in its own right! Your arms are nice, but there's something rather sexy about keeping you pinned just like this..." to demonstrate what she meant, the outfit controlling Jan took a final step forward, until the blushing girl bumped right into you. The arms stuck in her fabric did break the illusion of Jan's normal body, but you immediately felt what Jane was after when it became apparent that Jan's hands were trapped right at crotch level for you. If you weren't yourself clad in clothes, her hands would be right on a very excited part of you... "See what I mean, John?"

"Whoa, w-wait! Please wait!" Jan stammered, unable to control the wavering in her voice. "This is going so fast, please let me get my hands back in the sleeves! John, I don't... I don't want to make things so awkward, I mean it's your girlfriend controlling me but it feels like I couldn't do that to you, to touch you like that..!"

Your hesitance and concern for the situation apparently struck a bit of a nerve with your girlfriend, whose empty sleeve poked at your chest while Jan struggled to get her arms to somehow slip up through the fabric again to find the sleeves, but finding the sweater wouldn't budge. "Okay, John, I'll give you the choice. I keep her like this and we try something really fun, or I get her fixed in the fabric and I do something else to her, maybe I'll play around with some makeup instead to see what about her face I could control if I possess my makeup kit. Which is it? Clock's ticking..!"