The dress now has a way to get inside. It slithers towards the window but hesitates for a second a Jon was still standing there looking outside.
“What a nice evening. And the house really needs the fresh air.”
Then he turn around and greedily makes his way towards the pizza.
Now the dress senses it chance. Quickly it slides up the wall and through the open window, only to fall to the floor on the inside. Now heading for the next shadow to stay hidden from Jon. It waits for the right time to make his final approach.
In the meantime, Jon devours the pizza and uses a beer to help him with that.
“What a portion size. I better keep something for tomorrow or otherwise I’ll blow up.”
He stands up, grabs the leftovers brings them to the kitchen.
Jon passes the dress which was still motionless on the floor, not noticing it in the darkness.
“It’s getting pretty cold, I better close the window know.”
This was the moment the dress was waiting for. When Jon left the kitchen and made his way to the window, it slides in font of him so he steps inside it. In a second it slides upward and covers Jon’s body, dissolving the clothes he was wearing on its way up.
“What the...? What is this stuff?! Is...is that a dress?”
Immediately the transformation started. The dress contracted around Jon’s waist, pushing it inwards while his hips widen, giving him a womanly shape. His legs follow as the thickened up and lengthened. He lost all his body hair, while the hair on his head exploded outward, growing out just below his shoulders. His face changed next. His cheek bones rising and his lips plumbing giving him the face of a matured woman. His arms lost their muscle mass and his hands were slimming down.
“Oh god, what is happening? The dress is doing something to me?!”
Then Jon noticed the vast amount of leftover cloth in front of his chest and immediately he know what was going to happen.
His breast started to grow. First slowly, but then faster and faster. They were ballooning out, reaching ridiculous proportions. Surpassing the size of basketball they finally stopped when reaching the size of beachballs, stretching the dress to its limits.
