how about... this" she said
Jon felt his clothes disappearing, first his shirt disappeared, then a plain white bra slowly faded into sight, it was way tight
"it's a 28DD, it's pretty unique, not many other bras like it and I know your chest is way wider than that, so it'll be uncomfortable, especially..."
a pair of breast forms appeared in the bra, pushing the bra outward and tightening it around him, he groaned as the straps dug into him.
next a tiny pink T-shirt appeared on him, that never would have fit had it been put on him regularly, it was skintight and barely covered the bra, after being forced over and around it.
Jon's pants and boxers disappeared, Sarah had a tiny pair of pink panties appear next, that again, never would have fit, otherwise.
then a tiny white skirt that barely went to mid-thigh.
"how is that for complete control, Jon, now it's time to go out,"
"Go out!, I can't go out like this people will recognize me"
"well then..." Jon's face was made up heavily, strong bright red lipstick, green eyeshadow covering a large area around his face, and his hair was platinum blond, and down to his shoulders.
"This is worse people will still recognize me and with this it's even worse."
"Jon! I could just as easily make you the size of my fingernail, or a doll, and bring you wherever I want, but, I want to do it this way, so which it?"
