What, I don't have choice? I have to say, 'I want the clothes tighter?'

You try saying, "No, this is tight enough!" and then you yell "let me go!" in frustration, but it's hopeless. The house computer just ignores you, patiently saying:

Tell me you want the clothes to be tighter.

Until you finally give in and say the words.

"I want the clothes to be tighter."

As you wish.

Says the house computer, with a smirk.

Oh, god! you say, as the clothes tighten up. The shoes are now fully tightened - clearly they are NOT coming off. The corset is now uncomfortable tight, and the collar is how firmly around your neck, so stiff that you are **** to stare straight ahead and you really can't move your neck at all.

But still, for some reason, you find this exciting. Your penis is even harder, sticking up in the air. The breasts in the corset are now firmly attached to you. You wonder what it will be like to walk with these two huge boobs attached to your front.

Oh god... you can't possibly want the clothes to be... even tighter, do you?

You squirm thinking about being **** into a corset and collar that are tightening around you... unable to escape...