Jessica demonstrates her shapeshifting

Sitting on her couch, Vicky held the pillow in front of her to shield herself from the passing cars outside, but Jessica does not appreciate this. "If you don't feel adequately covered, why don't you stand up and I can demonstrate more of my powers?"

Without further prompting, Vicky stood up and tossed her pillow to the ground. Once standing, Vicky felt her feet become rooted to the spot, leaving her unable to flee. Then her hands went to her hips, elbows out to the side, as if standing proudly displaying in her living room. Vicky whimpers and cars begin to honk outside. She then also notices a large group of joggers slowing down, apparently a high school cross country team out for practice.

Vicky, through gritted teeth, begged Jessica, "Can't I have anything else to wear?!"

Jessica feigned being hurt, "Oh am I not good enough for you? Does this form not please you? Well why don't we try out some options, and we can let your audience decide."

Vicky's attention was directed back to out front of her house as she now saw multiple city busses pull up to a stop that she swore wasn't there before. And it appeared like each bus was full the the brim of people who all had to get off in front of her house!

As she watched in shocked horror, Vicky then felt a tugging and pulling around her waist. She looked down, otherwise unable to move her body. She could do nothing but watch as the plain white cotton panties began to shift and turn before her eyes. At first it was difficult to see what the final result would be then suddenly Jessica snapped back into a static form. No taking the form of an outrageous brief set of lacy lingerie. The lace was so fine and he fabric so shear that there was literally nothing left to the imagination. Outside were the sounds of wolf whistles and cheers for a sexy show. An applause meter materialized in front of the window and appeared to keep track of the crowds reaction, with one end of the meter reading "Boring" on the left and "Utterly humiliating" on the right. The arrow points about half way.

"Hmmm, not bad but we can do better." Jessica next shifts her shape again, covering more of Vicky than before, finally setting into a skimpy french maid outfit, complete with hat, cuffs, and an apron. The dress is cut in such a way that there is a slit in the back so her butt falls out and down the front so her breasts spill out. The arrow pushes farther to the right as the crowd begins to yell out requests for Vicky to come to houses to clean, cook, and serve in whatever way their imaginations could dream of.

In a flurry the outfit begins to swirl around Vicky, so much so that it she feels herself begin to turn as well. She begins to twirl with her hands above her head, raising onto her tip toes. Vicky realized that Jessica was having her dance like a ballerina when she saw the ridiculous frilly tutu around her waist. Her breasts were in cased in a practically sheer, skin tight leotard that was also crammed up her ass in a painful wedgie. Her adoring fans out front applaud, calling for an encore and requesting "back stage" passes for a private show. The arrow moves even farther right.

Vicky finished her dance and bends over into a deep bow, before snapping back up with her hands at her chin, in a classic rabbit pose. She feels a weight on her head as two fabric hears bounce into view. The leotard has changed from a pale tan to a shimmering, neon spandex that looks like its painted on Vicky's curvy body. On her large bottom sits an equally large and obnoxious cotton tail. The crow cheers and one particular lewd men yelled out for Vicky to come bounce on over onto his lap.

The arrow moves almost all the way to the edge of the meter. Over the laughter and cheering of the crowd outside her window, Vicky hears Jessica say, "Almost but maybe we can do just a little better. I know, I'll let you pick an outfit. Lets see what you would find most embarrassing..."

Vicky feels the room spin for a second, followed by her vision blurring. She feels Jessica sifting through her memories, looking back at all of her darkest secrets, trying to figure out the perfect outfit to humiliate Vicky.