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Oui, Oui

There it is, sitting on the hangar, black and white satin and you can't pass it up. A curious mood descends upon you as you remove the dress. It comes with a petticoat, and a little head-piece. Oh, what the hell? You'll just try it on once and then find something more suitable to wear.

And why not go all the way? The strange desire eats you up, and you practically run to the dresser. You find a pair of black stockings, and even a pair of ruffled panties... it's funny, because you don't remember them being there before. You slide the stockings on with a strange, almost instinctive knowledge, and then the panties, which feel smooth, but strange, knowing there's all that lace behind you. You find a velvety corset inside the dress, and eagerly pull it on, reveling in the feel of the velvet against your skin, especially your breasts. The corset seems to fasten itself, but that strange happening does nothing to slow you down. Next, you pull the petticoat on as if you had done so millions of times before, then the maid's dress itself. You even find a new pair of heels, black and easily 6 inches, and slip into them. The headpiece goes on last, and for some reason, you're not even sure how you just put it on, or for that matter, how your hair got to be done up on top of your head suddenly!

One look in the mirror and you gasp! Your black-clad legs disappear into a cloud of frothy silk, and your breasts seem amplified, and enhanced. They look to be the biggest pair of breasts you've ever seen in real life. Your hair is now dark black, and done up in a heavy mound on top of your head with a few strands fallen in front, framing your face. You walk stiffly to the mirror, and see that you are wearing lipstick and makeup, but you don't remember applying it. Everything feels so strange, but so good, and despite the insanity you have suffered, you feel perfectly calm, and at ease. But why? What is happening to you?

Written by Anon

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