Looks like this brunette is in charge now

The brunette bends down and quickly picks up the device. "How do you make these women put their skirts down?" she demands.

Recovering your composure somewhat, you stand up. It is hard for you to believe that you let someone catch you this easily. "I'll show you," you tell her. "Just give it back to me."

The brunette looks at you, a look of anger and fear on her face. "No way! Stay back." She backs away from you and starts to type something. You lunge for her, but she sidesteps you. You land on the hard mall floor stomach first.

By the time you get back on your feet, the brunette has finished typing her commands. The women in the mall who had been lifting their skirts suddenly put their skirts down in embarrassment, realizing that everyone has been staring at their panties. Meanwhile, you feel an odd sensation come over you as your body and clothes begin to change . . . .

Moments later, the brunette holds a pocket mirror up to your face. "Take a look," she tells you with a wicked smile.

You glance in the mirror. Looking back at you is a beautiful face resembling that of the actress Hilary Duff. "Is . . . is that me?" you gasp in a sweet feminine voice that you do not recognize as your own.

"That's you," the brunette answers with a giggle. "As you may also notice, I took the liberty of changing your clothing as well as your body."

Looking down at yourself, you see that the brunette has indeed made many changes to you. She has put you in a white blouse that is not long enough to cover your perfectly flat stomach. You also are wearing a pleated red skirt that stops at mid-thigh, a pair of knee-length white stockings, and red platform shoes.

"Now let's see how YOU like it," the brunette laughs. She types in another command. Suddenly, you find yourself . . . .

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