Karyn felt Jen's hand on her own and she stopped to look at her.
"Wait, Karyn, I got an idea," Jen said, leaning over to whisper in Karyn's ear.
Two girls passed them by, and Karyn's eyes drifted to their legs. Both were wearing shiny pantyhose and knee-high socks. Karyn wasn't one for hosiery but she had to admit they looked... delicious.
"So, what do you think?" Jen asked, holding on to Karyn affectively.
Karyn looked around the school, seeing the girls in their micro skirts and tight blouses. Yeah, this could do with something less obvious, "I agree." Then, holding up the Stone close so only she and Jen could hear, "I wish that the school uniforms were as I imagine them."
The Stone grew warm and then there was a bright flash. When Jen and Karyn could see again, the first thing they noticed was a tightness all over their bodies.
Karyn looked down and smiled. She could feel her skin tingling.
"Oh, this is so... oh," Jen whispered.
The two girls and, indeed, every girl in school was now dressed in a thing of dreams. Thin layers made the outfit; inside Jen could feel a thin latex catsuit skin safe and protected. Over that she was wearing a leotard, long-sleeved. Over the latex legs she had a layer of shimmery pantyhose, and over those a pair thigh-high stripped socks. Her feet were what appeared to be a cross between Mary Janes and combat boots, with five-inch heels. Her skirt was a pencil skirt reaching two fingers over her knees, tight, making it difficult to move but daintily. Her back was straight thanks to the corset under her starched, button-down blouse. She was wearing a vest. Her hands were further covered in frilly gloves, and around her neck a ring collar.
