Heather watched as her employee Cindy had stripped and was about to step into a new pair of colorful tights, looking afraid like she was held at gunpoint to do this.
"I'm so, so s-sorry Boss." And with deep regret, moved her foot in. The garment began to do the rest, stretching and coating itself quickly around her lower half. She gave out a yelp as it's spread a goo-like substance out of it's top right at her waist, and the agent spread itself through to her chest, arms, covering her gargling, screaming mouth and finally overtop her face, like silly putty remolding a person.
When it had finished, a red-headed Katie look-alike with tights, a halter top, sleeveless striped gloves, and a miniskirt, all in pink and purple color schemes smirked deviously. With a tap of each foot, a purple and than pink pump appeared on her feet, and she strode back to her former manager with confidence and a new sense of purpose.
"Like, come on Heather. Cin-cin wanted to try a new do, in fact this whole bland store could use a makeover. You too I think, don'cha agree?"
She licked her lips, Heather only backing away slowly more terrified than ever.
"Well it don't matter, you will soon enough." The changed Cindy told her, approaching her slowly.
