Yes

The tingly feeling slowly receded as the blonde regained control of her voice, giving her time to consider the offer. But she had to go with her gut.

“Of course! I get the most comfortable, well fitting clothes in the world, and you get to be worn. Why would I ever decline? But anyway, I’m Elizabeth but I go by Bette.” After finishing, Bette felt that tingly sensation again as her voice was taken control of.

“Pleased to meet you, Bette. What are we doing today?”

“Well, today is my day off from classes so I decided to do some shopping, now though, I want to head to my apartment and fully explore this new ‘arrangement’.”

Following words of agreement, Bette started her car and drove back to her apartment which was not far away. Hastily making her way inside, she quickly shut and locked the door and immediately started to undress, taking everything except the sports bra off. Turning to her purse, she saw Naomi’s white wristband float out and join the rest of the clothes which were already formed together.

Gazing upon the running pants, Bette licked her lips, and took a step forward which prompted the running pants to do the same. As Naomi’s running pants approached, the light blue boyshorts separated and flew to Bette’s legs, making stepping inside its obvious intention. Bette gladly complied, prompting Naomi’s boyshorts to rise along her legs, until finally covering her ass and vagina. Settling down, a similar problem to the bra occurred, Bette just had a bigger, sexier ass than Naomi. This led to the boyshorts stretching and shifting to encompass Bette’s fat ass, finally ready, the boyshorts tightened, but not uncomfortably so, to not hide any curves and to show off Bette’s glorious cameltoe.

The sensations Bette felt throughout this process almost caused her to orgasm right there, she held back though, knowing that that was just the beginning of what was to come.

Naomi’s running pants have been looking forward to their turn, and in a similar fashion to the boyshorts, it flew down to Bette’s legs, situating itself to best cover her legs. Bette stepped each foot into the leg holes and, as if on cue, the running pants began to rise. Repeating the same process when the pants were too tight on Bette, the pants loosened itself to cover her legs as best as possible. Then, finally situated, the pants immediately tightened, showing off every curve of her toned legs, and ass, and even hinting at more with a barely visible cameltoe still on display.

But the process was not done yet, with assistance from the running pants, Bette’s leg lifted her foot so Naomi’s sock could slide on, and after a repeat of the process, one of Naomi’s shoes slipped itself onto her foot and tied itself on, and with some slight shifting, the shoe fit Bette perfectly. The arch was a perfect match, the heel and toes were perfectly situated, and with a quick repeat of the process, and a slip on of Naomi’s wristband, Bette was completely dressed in Naomi’s old clothing.