For many years you have had a cross dressing fetish. Even having a sizable collection of female clothes “borrowed” from your older sister. Now with this device you could finally make your fetish law.
You quickly set to work on the sliders, swapping masculine and feminine clothing world wide. You also turned off awareness of this to everyone but yourself.
Finally you pressed enter and felt a wave of energy erupt from your computer.
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You blinked a few times then looked down, your T shirt now had a V neck, you also felt a tight sports bra, your normal jeans had also turned into skinny jeans and felt a familiar tightness underneath of panties. You smile to yourself and rush over to your secret stash of female clothes, only to open the box and find it full of male clothes. Cargo shorts, jean shorts, boxers, ties, sneakers, and T shirts now replace what had once been a sizable collection of women’s wear. Looking down at the box you weren’t turned on at all still finding women’s clothes far more attractive. Then a thought occurs to you.
You close the box and open your dresser finding a treasure trove of panties and bra’s. You smiled brightly happy that you kept your fetish intact so you could fully enjoy this reality.
Shakily you reached for the panties and brought it up to your nose taking a deep sniff, it smelled freshly washed.
“John breakfast!” Your moms voice called from down stairs.
‘Comming!’ You responded, quickly you slipped off your pants and shirt and put on your school uniform, which had been changed into the female version, consisting of a skirt and blouse.
Then for the first time ever while your parents were still home, you left your bedroom dressed as a girl and rushed downstairs for breakfast.
At the table you saw your older sister dressed for college in a T shirt and jeans you also took note of her lack of bra. Your mom was wearing a wife beater and sweat pants also braless her nipples poking through the thin fabric.
As you ate breakfast your dad soon came by wearing a dress and earrings, he kissed your mom on the cheek and left for work his high heels clacking behind him. You giggled to yourself.
“Your in a good mood today bro.” Said your older sister “mind telling me what has you so happy?”