Jenny was suddenly behind a shroud as she felt another part of her seem to... come into existance. She could tell that the primary part of her was still an extremely lacey thong, and that that was the part of her from where she was seeing things, but suddenly there seemed to be another, seperate part, or parts of her that she couldn't really seem to identify. It was as if her head and torso were a thong, but her arms and legs were somewhere and something else entirely.
Turning her vision downward from the long stretch of fabric to her front, she could only guess that Sarah was now wearing some kind of knee-length skirt, and that Karyn was that skirt. From what Jenny could tell, which wasn't much, that skirt was form-hugging and had a slit up the left side, though she could only guess that since she could only see the very end of what she guessed to be the slit, as there was a leg in the way of her seeing otherwise. She tried shifting her perspective so that she would be seeing from the weird spagetti straps that were a part of her now, but found that, understandably, most of her thong-self was sandwiched snugly between the Karyn-dress and Sarah's vulptuous curves. She tried not to think about where else thongs had those tiny spagetti straps and instead shifted her perspective back to the little triangle of badly-concealing lace that made up her crotch. Looking down from there, she noticed that Sarah was now wearing a pair of pumps with spagetti straps and at least a 4" heel. Feeling out to those strange parts of herself she couldn't identify before, she realized that those shoes were a part of her.
Karyn was having a similar experience, though it was much more familiar to her than it was to Jenny. When Sarah had said 'Karyn, change now', she felt the almost-familiar sensation of being... changed. Parts were added to her, others taken from her, and others were just changed. For the most part, the central-her seemed unchanged, and she was still straining to keep Sarah's enormous assets from falling out of her, or to keep from being torn apart. But now there was the added feeling of having an enormous expanse spreading out around her, as at the same time she felt a light touch of fabric now touching her bra-self, and she could feel Sarah's skin against the inside of what seemed to be a short one-piece black dress. The breast of the dress gave absolutely no extra support whatsoever to Sarah's breasts, so she could only guess that Sarah was doing that particular bit on purpose, especially since everywhere else seemed to be so tight on Sarah's body that she could even pick out Joooo-enny's thong-straps. She could also tell that there was something of her hanging heavily on Sarah's neck.
Sarah had made it so that just a little bit of the lace of her bra was showing on her visible cleavage, so Karyn changed her perspective to that part of her primary-self where she could tell light was shining. Looking in the mirror, what she saw was Sarah in a short-and-tight black flowerprint dress that was just a little bit more daring than normal; which was pretty daring considering the almost excessive amount of cleavage she was showing, which made some sense considering how much cleavage she now had... which was apparently tastefully accentuated by a crystal pendant hanging from her neck to rest between her breasts.
"Well, Jenny? Are you curious? Here, let me help you. I wish that Karyn and Jenny could see semi-opaquely though my clothes. That ought to help keep you from being too bored today."
Jenny could suddenly see... a little too much. When she looked at herself in the mirror (through a daring black, flower-print dress with a slit up the side that reached almost to Jenny's strap), she not only saw the dress in the mirror, and the lacey white thong, but even straight through that to that which she was now snugly rested against. She could see, and even feel Sarah's crotch in all its glory.
Karyn spoke a question to relay to Sarah, 'Semi-opaquely?'
"Otherwise you wouldn't even be able to see my clothes at all. If you couldn't see yourselves, what would have been the point?" This statement seemed to say that maybe Sarah wasn't as much of an airhead as she'd been made out to be. Sarah did a little bit of posing; turning, twisting, and twirling enough that Jenny was sure that if she'd had a stomach it would have still been turning by the time she was finished.
"Well? What say you that we go to school now? Besides, I have a few people I'm looking forward to seeing..." And so, heedless of her clothing's answers, she walked them out of her room, out of her house, and out to the street.
On the way, due to her current position, Jenny came up with a thought. 'Hey. What about Josh? Is he still...'
Sarah took a moment to think, and then giggled, sending movements through her sentient clothes that sort of tickled against them, "Oh, he's still in there. I'm still on my period; so when I'm done with it I might change him to something else. But he's so comfortable in there, and doing such a wonderful job, I don't think I could possibly give him up now that I've got him, but I'm sure that I could come up with other uses for him..."
Her clothes wanted to shiver at the thought, but couldn't as they were still just fabric, and really had no control over their fates or even themselves. They were totally at Sarah's mercy, and Sarah seemed to be having fun...
