E-girls, of course!

Your body began changing seemingly without end. Your wardrobe shifted along with it, the alterations too quick and sudden for you to comprehend. Before you had a chance to examine your new form it was gone and replaced with something new.

For a second you were suddenly seeing the world through large glasses, but they vanished as quickly as they had appeared. “Hmm, that’s not quite right,” Joanna mused from across the room. Another change, your body posing on its own to show off the new look.

The changes were too quick for you to notice, but to anyone watching they would have all seemed to have a connecting theme… “Almost there…maybe if I…ta-daa!” She exclaimed triumphantly. You looked down and stumbled back in surprise. Your petite arms were clad in black long-sleeved fingerless gloves, your clothes had been replaced with a frilly black skirt and top. You felt just a bit taller, and as you swayed slightly from your new centre of mass you saw that you were now wearing exceptionally high heels. You also noticed that your legs were sporting fishnet stockings. Your cheeks reddened at the thought that, even in what must have been 6 inch heels, you were still significantly shorter than you had been before you got the device. You whipped your gaze from Joanna to the mirror to see the entirety of your transformation and gasped in shock. Your new hair was bundled up in two messy pigtails sprouting from the sides of your head…and it was bright pink.

Your face was caked with makeup, your lips a bright crimson and your nose a rosy pink, your cheeks covered with painted-on freckles. There was even a little black heart on your cheek. “What the fuck is this?! I look ridiculous!” you shouted, stamping your foot again.

You went to rub the heart off, and found that it was a tattoo. You could see in the mirror that your dainty hands now had shiny black fingernails. “What do you mean ridiculous? You make such a cute little e-girl!” Joanna said, stifling a laugh at your pouty demeanour. “So adorable. You’re what, only five foot two even in those six inch heels? I think you should get in your knees and thank me for making you such a cutie, don’t you Lana?” Joanna arched an eyebrow at you. “Fuck you, Mistress!” you shouted, tears welling up in your eyes. “Well that’s no way for a sweet thing like you to act, missy!” Joanna said reproachfully, tapping at the device.