Your vision plunges into darkness as the wardrobe doors slam shut in front of you. Panicked, you begin attempting to push open the doors, but they remain steadfastly closed.
Sensing your desire to be free, you feel the fabric tendrils that had grabbed your legs, pulling you inside the wardrobe, move to grab your arms and pull them to the side, restraining you. The wardrobe was quite full of clothes dangling from hangers, so you felt yourself brush against garments of various types as you thrashed around trying to free yourself. While the fabric that currently is holding your arms left your legs momentarily free, you weren't able to use them to get much headway because something new had grabbed a hold of you, constricting your movement. As they tightened around your ankles, you felt the distinct feel of latex. And with what little light that slipped through the crack of the door, you could see at your feet the smoky reflection of the light hitting the black latex catsuit.
The fabric tendrils hoisted you upwards, bringing your feet off the floor of the wardrobe so that the latex could begin assembling around your feet. You felt your left foot come into contact with the interior of the suit, toes being inserted into individual holes. Your leg was next, and you felt the latex hug close to your body as your calf was swallowed up. The sensation was repeated onto your other leg as well. You grew shocked as you realize that the clothes you were wearing moments earlier had been whisked off your body, leaving nothing but skin for the latex to touch. How had that happened so fast?
The catsuit then drew up to rest onto your hips. As it creeped upward, you felt your balls and dick pushed up against your body, pointing upwards as the latex moved onwards. It seemed to slow its progress a bit as it reached towards your upper body, but it still moved onward to come up to your neck. Finally, you felt the fabric tendrils holding your arms loosen just enough so that the catsuit could get to your hands. Like your toes, you felt each finger enter into a separate slot, before the latex was pulled taut over your hands and arm.
When it was finished, you were released from the clothes' hold, but you didn't find yourself moving immediately to leave. Your body felt... strange. Everything felt sooo tight. You moved your now latex-clad hands over your body, feeling what was done to you, when you paused at your chest area. There were two curious mounds that you felt, ones that certainly weren't there before.
Are these.... breasts?
As if in response to your thought, you heard the flicker of a light overhead as you blinked to adjust your eyes. On the opposite side of the wardrobe doors, the side that faced inwards so that you were looking right at it, you got a glimpse of what these blasted clothes had done to you.
Your body now had the appearance of the uniform and unbroken surface of latex. Every last bit of your body below your neck was entirely covered. Sure enough, there was a pair of sizable breasts now on your chest, and your hips and buttocks seemed more filled out as well.
'Well', you thought to yourself, 'I guess it's not all that strange that the catsuit was meant to be worn by a woman.'
There was also the outline of the shaft of your dick visible, firmly captured and pressed tightly. You felt a bit of a blush coming on as you considered how brazen its near bare appearance on your body was. You also couldn't help but stare at your breasts, finding your hands reaching to them, latex squeaking as you felt them. They were, of course, just part of the suit, but they felt incredibly real.
Reaching for your neck, you attempted to jab a finger in between the collar of the latex and your skin so you could take off this ridiculous catsuit, but the latex held fast to your skin and your fingers couldn't find purchase to begin to pry it loose.
Suddenly, you grew silent as you heard the clicking of high heels from outside of the wardrobe. There seemed to be multiple sources for the noise, but they all at once halted, seemingly right outside the wardrobe you were inside. A dark shadowy figure could be made out standing before the wardrobe door, waiting for you to come out.
You got goosebumps thinking of the mannequins you saw from earlier becoming alive and waiting to get you. You didn't want to get caught by them, but they outnumbered you and knew where you were.
You're gonna have to come out of the wardrobe eventually, so you need to make sure you have a good plan before you do.
You quickly decide to...