An Interruption

Before Ash could carry on with your torment, the sound of an otherworldly loud bell rang through the dollhouse. "Wha- Damn it!" She was clearly frustrated, "It seems like we have company so I suppose we'll need to hurry things along. I was looking forward to taking my time but whatever... There's always later."

Suddenly, the cosmetics on and within the vanity table sprung to life and began assaulting your face, preemptively silencing any questions you may have had. Meanwhile, Ash was looking through the walk in closet, "We'll have to settle for something cute but casual... oooh, this will do nicely. Plenty of open skin without being too revealing, yes this is perfect!"

With your vision still obscured by the makeup supplies you couldn't see what Ash had picked out but you could feel it as the clothes **** their way onto your body. They were tight in all the wrong places and loose in entirely different wrong places. You blushed at the thought of yourself dressed in women's clothing but nobody would've been able to tell with how enticingly rosy your cheeks had already been made up.

The bell rang through the dollhouse again, "We get it already! Just wait a damn second! My doll still needs a finishing touch before I send her out."

At Ash's word you felt something wrap around your waist and tighten dramatically. You could barely breathe! A corset?!? While you were struggling for breath you could feel Ash move in close to whisper into your ear, "Truthfully this isn't a finishing touch, it's more like the bare minimum that needs to be done before I can show you off to anyone. Ah, there's still so much to do but I guess I'll have to be patient."

As she finished speaking you were violently sucked upward without warning. Before you could could even scream you were back in the foyer of your real house. Looking around the first thing you noticed was your own reflection in the full body mirror next to the front door. You couldn't believe your eyes! Where you should have seen your own reflection there was instead the reflection of a beautiful young woman!

She had silky blonde hair framing her pretty face, which was made up with pink, glossy lips, rosy blush, and neutral eyeshadow. She wore a simple outfit consisting of a knee length white skirt and a high neckline quarter sleeved baby blue crop top. But the most shocking parts of all were her considerably large bust and her waspish waist! You finally brought your gaze downwards to the reality that this beautiful woman was actually you so that you could try to wrap your head around the damage. On a closer inspection you could feel that the bra you were wearing was stuffed with pantyhose meaning that you thankfully did not suddenly have breasts.

Your waist, however, was more of an enigma. You could feel something compressing it into its narrow shape but there was clearly nothing there. No matter how you looked or touched there was absolutely no indication that the incredibly feminine shape was not your natural state. Hell, even your hips looked wider than they actually were when paired with your skinny midriff! Your eyes wandered as your mind raced until they settled on something you hadn't noticed yet. The dollhouse was sitting only a few feet away from where you had reappeared and inside was a doll dressed exactly as you were with the only difference being that the doll also wore a very visible corset.

Your first instinct was to get your hands on that doll but your thoughts were interrupted by the doorbell ringing. You then realized that that was what you had heard inside the dollhouse earlier. Evidently you had been shrunken down to the point that it had sounded more like a massive church bell instead. Either way it didn't matter who was at the door, you weren't going to see them dressed as you were. You reached out for your doll replica and grabbed it... only to realize that you had somehow been turned around and were now grabbing the doorknob. You barely even had time to panic as the door swung open to fully reveal your newly feminine self to whoever may be on the other side.