"I'll help you get changed" Linda gushed, much to my disgust and fear. I didn't want to see my younger, feminine body, so i certainly didn't want anyone else to. Fear, since I didn't want to be any younger, and Linda changing me like a little kid would not help my case.
"That not necessary..." I squeaked as Linda herded me towards the changeroom. It was small, only big enough for one.
"Don't worry, Anna. I know you're shy" Linda said with a slight frown. I knew she was blaming Zoe. Somehow. "Change into this and then I'll help". She passed to me a small bag and pushed me inside. i was slightly relieved, since it meant I would be changing myself, and not being dressed, resulting in me ending up even younger, but I also knew whatever was in the bag would be extremely girly. I was not disappointed; a pink pair of panties and matching training bra was at the bottom. i didn't want to wear it, and i felt my body didn't feel my body needed the bra, but I figured it would help keep me from shrinking, so i quickly changed out of my leotard and into my new underwear.
"Are you changed?" Linda asked through the door.
"Yes. Pass me...." I started, but Linda burst through the door, holding a pale blue colored dress in her hand. It was frilly, and very, very girlish. The sort that a girl my new age would wear on a formal occasion. What kind of dinner did she think Zoe and I was going to? "Don't you think it'll too much?" I asked.
"Does it matter? It's not often I get to see my niece" Linda gushed as she unzipped the dress. I hesitated; I certainly didn't want to wear something so girlish, and be dressed like if I was some doll. "Don't squirm, Anna. Even Marie need my help to wear some of her dresses" Linda lightly scolded. I knew i had little choice, so I grabbed the dress and pulled it up my body. Linda then secured it onto me.. To complete my outfit, Linda passed me a pair of white tights and my shoes that I wore into ballet. I winced, hoping Linda didn't notice. I really hated those mary janes
"I know you wear them every day, but didn't have time to get new shoes" Linda said.
I remained silent, not knowing how the respond as I pulled on the tights, then the shoes. "Are we done?"
"Not yet" Linda said. "I need to do your hair and makeup."
My eyes went wide. "Aunt Linda, I don't.."
"It'll help" Linda gushed as she sprayed some perfume onto me, then went to work. Five minutes later, Linda had done her work, and I saw my reflection. An extremely girly looking girl stared back at me, shocked.. My hair was loose, held down by a blue band, my lips coated in pink gloss and she even gave me earrings, which now dangled ending in tiny hearts. I felt girlier than ever.
"I..."
"You look pretty, Anna" Linda gushed, oblivious to my discomfort. She then allowed me to go to her car, when Marie was waiting, She smirked slightly, but didn't say anything, even as I thankfully strapped myself into the booster. As we headed for our destination, I had a terrible thought. What if Zoe didn't come. I knew she hated the idea of being molded into my mother any more than I wanted to become her daughter. She could easily not turn up, hope the magic would twist my fate and allow me to become Linda's kid once more. She would retain her youth, and I.. who knows. Linda's daughter of any age did not sound appealing and way things were going... I looked up, and saw we had arrived. Much to my relief, Zoe was waiting. I unbuckled myself and got out. Zoe saw me, and her eyes went wide in shock.
