You've been had...

I tried to turn back into my old self, but nothing happened. I concentrated harder but still nothing. Panicked, I tried to run, find somewhere private where I could think clearly.

"Stop!" said Chris, and I stopped in my tracks.

"What's going on?" I asked.

Chris was smiling. "Well, I set you up. That suit actually gives me total power over the wearer. I've just been letting it obey you because I was curious to see what you'd do with it."

"OK, so I wanted to let you live out a fantasy, but now I want to go back to normal."

Chris was grinning. "Not a chance! I'm going to enjoy this for a while yet!"

I screamed and started clawing at the suit. I might end up stuck as Hermione for ever but that was better than having some madman with total mastery over me. "Don't touch that suit!' Chris roared and I squealed in frustration because my hands wouldn't grip the invisible fabric.

"You know, I quite like you as Hermione. I think I'll keep you that way. But there's a few modifications to the character I always wanted to see... firstly she should definitely be a submissive serving girl." Chris waved his hand and suddenly I was wearing a saucy French maid outfit. The top was cut low enough to expose my nipples and the skirt was so short that if I sat down it would become a belt.

"You bastard! You're sick! Let me go right now!" I screamed.

Chris chuckled. "That's the other thing. She's always so yappy! She's always got a million opinions and never shuts up announcing them to anyone in earshot. Well, I know just what to do with that flapping face hole!"

Suddenly my mouth opened wide of its own accord. There was a momentary pain as my jaw locked, and I couldn't move my tongue. My lips began to pucker and my cheeks pressed in. Finding myself rooted to the spot and unable to move, I could only make small grunting noises in the back of my throat as Chris said, "Wait here. I have to get something."

Chris wandered off and soon returned holding a little hand mirror. He held it up to my face. At first glance it looked like my face had been frozen in in an expression of surprise, but the pit of my stomach dropped as I realized.

Where my mouth had been was a vagina set into my face.

"There!" said Chris. "Now you can suck cock like a good girl and no irritating back-chat. But first..."