He sighed. He stood in the changing room of the first store that they had gone to. Time temporarily frozen by a wish. He called himself Nikki now or Nicole after Lindsay dropped another, "Would you kindly."
Nicole had spent an indeterminate amount of time trying every wish he could think of, trying to weasel out of any aspect of his new profession. To no luck.
He unfroze time, opening his mouth to make a desperate request. "Can you please not pick out anything pink?"
"Fine, I will endeavor to do so. Not that it is a big deal. There are too many pink princesses in the force as it is. We need a little variety. That's where you come in."
"What is that supposed to mean?" Nikki shouted back.
"Don't worry about it. Would you kindly try this on quickly then step out so I can see how it looks on you." Lindsay responded, not answering Nicole's question.
Nicole sighed as several items of clothes were thrown over the changing stall. Numbly pulling on the clothes before he could even identify them in a haze. Freezing when he saw the final result. Looking back at him in the mirror was a gorgeous redhead, with an impossibly skinny almost painted on jeans. That highlighted his exaggerated curves. And on top was a corset. The kind tailored to be worn out in public and look sexy, not meant so much to pull in the waist. Still, there was no way that was legal to be worn outside. But he couldn't contemplate anymore as he felt his compulsioned body step out of the changing room.
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