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Chapter 8 by Dayeandknight Dayeandknight

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Noah's new underwear and prom dress

Clanging metal roared just behind the wall Noah stood in front of and it began to rumble. He jumped to his feet and out of the way just in time to avoid getting slammed by a concealed closet that **** its self into the room. Panic filled him while a swarm of arms grabbed fabric after fabric and held them up in the air, clearly indicating their plans. With all his might he tried to fight back as a corset attempted to wrap his middle. With both hands, he grabbed the edge of the incoming black garment, putting everything he had in keeping it off of him. In the end, it was as pointless an effort as all of his previous struggling, only delaying the mechanical limbs a few moments. His hands were grabbed and tugged out of the way and the corset was put in place. The build-in cup lifted his new assets as his middle was compressed into an hourglass shape, squeezing the air out of him. All fight left him, and the rest of the clothes were added in short order. Matching black panties slid up his legs in place, tightly and uncomfortably containing the last signs of his maleness.

https://www.deviantart.com/dayeandknight/art/Auto-Prom-6-869289667

He was **** to step into a velvet red dress which was pulled up his body and hugged him firmly. His arms were fed through straps that would end up hanging off the shoulders, showing off his new femininity while the skirts puffed out into a bell shape. Red pumps were **** onto his feet and the outfit was completed with a lace choker around his neck and a red boutonniere was placed into his hand.

Noah was still gasping for breath when he was presented with a mirror, finally seeing what the salon had done to him. The image he saw was of a shapely woman, her body curved in all the right ways into the frills of her prom dress. Her face was flawless, eyes large and bright while her lips were red and demanded to be kissed. Her hair was pinned up and braided with a flower giving her an air of grace and nobility.

“Oh god, I look like a princess.” He whispered between breaths in unison with the beautiful girl in his reflection.

“ThaNk yoU. PleaSe come aGaiN, ERROR. Your bUsineSs is apPreCiateD.”

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