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You head to Caitlin your older sister. She had dark brown hair was working on her Master's degree in Business and about to take the CPA. She wore black pantsuits with pinstripes stiff colored shirts and small heels. You came home at the same time. She carried a brief case of her laptop, and work. She noticed your suit and nodded in approval. You both head in side, and she was about to leave. "Sorry Sis. I have to start work, and I'm inspecting you," you inform her. A wave of dread shivers down her spine. She turns around about to say something when she notices her clothing changing.

"Now to give you a more appropriate outfit for an accountant," you inform. Her bra disappears, and a corset takes it's place. Her thong becomes full panties with lace around the edges. Her black pantyhose were white and lace stockings and garters. Now she was rising higher as looking down her shoes became a 5 inch pink heels. Her pants became a pastel pink ankle length skirt. Lace began to appear in layers over her posterior, and the closure was a zipper on the side. Her coat became an angora sweater, with the shirt becoming a frilly blouse of snow white. Her nails altered to a French tip with short white gloves while her brief case became a pink one along side a small purse. Her hair went from a tight bun to a medium length hair perm with a pink pill hat on her head.

Your sister looked at herself, "Terrific now the pigs will be hunting me," she spat.

"Your right," you reply. She suddenly felt a new article under her clothes. It was a metal chastity belt, and she gasped when the two protrusions entered her tender areas. They were lubed of course. "There you go," he replied. "Don't worry I've taken care of your sleep wear too," you reply. A wave of horror covered her face as she hobbled up the steps.