You feel like you are trapped between a rock and a hard place. There is no way you are wearing a dress, let alone buying it. You gather up your courage and stroll out of the changing room, naked as the day you were born. You try to ignore the stares of the other people in the shop as you look for the clerk. You finally spot her and make your way over. You can't help but notice how different this body moves, the gentle sway of your hips and the strange jiggling in new areas, but most of all, you feel so much more graceful in your movement. You finally reach the clerk, clear your throat, and in your new sweet feminine voice say, "uh, excuse me..."You feel like you are trapped between a rock and a hard place. There is no way you are wearing a dress, let alone buying it. You gather up your courage and stroll out of the changing room, naked as the day you were born. You try to ignore the stares of the other people in the shop as you look for the clerk. You finally spot her and make your way over. You can't help but notice how different this body moves, the gentle sway of your hips and the strange jiggling in new areas, but most of all, you feel so much more graceful in your movement. You finally reach the clerk, clear your throat, and in your new sweet feminine voice say, "uh, excuse me..." You can see the surprise on the clerk's face as she looks you up and down, her eyes lingering on your exposed body. She quickly composes herself and responds, "Yes, what can I help you with?" You can see the surprise on the clerk's face as she looks you up and down, her eyes lingering on your exposed body. She quickly composes herself and responds, "Yes, what can I help you with?" "So,"you start, "I accidentally picked up a dress from the rack, and it seemed to transform me into a woman. Is that supposed to happen, and can I change back?" "So,"you start, "I accidentally picked up a dress from the rack, and it seemed to transform me into a woman. Is that supposed to happen, and can I change back?" The clerk's eyes widen slightly at your words, and she takes a step back from you. "I'm sorry, I don't know how that happened," she says, trying to keep her voice steady. "But I can help you with changing back. Are you okay with wearing the dress?" The clerk's eyes widen slightly at your words, and she takes a step back from you. "I'm sorry, I don't know how that happened," she says, trying to keep her voice steady. "But I can help you with changing back. Are you okay with wearing the dress?" "No,"you say sharply,"I don't want to wear a dress or and girls' clothes! I am a man, and I want to change back!" "I'm sorry,"she says,"but it's just hard to talk to you when you are naked." "No,"you say sharply,"I don't want to wear a dress or and girls' clothes! I am a man, and I want to change back!" "I'm sorry,"she says,"but it's just hard to talk to you when you are naked." You feel a mix of embarrassment and frustration at the clerk's response. You want to change back, but you also don't want to wear a dress or be seen as a girl. You start to feel trapped between your own desires and the rules of society. "I understand," you say, trying to keep your voice calm, "can you help me change back or not?" You feel a mix of embarrassment and frustration at the clerk's response. You want to change back, but you also don't want to wear a dress or be seen as a girl. You start to feel trapped between your own desires and the rules of society. "I understand," you say, trying to keep your voice calm, "can you help me change back or not?" The clerk hesitates for a moment before nodding. "I think I can help you," she says, "but it will be a bit tricky. We need to find a way to reverse the transformation. Let me think for a moment." She pulls out a piece of paper and starts scribbling something down. After a few minutes of writing, she looks up frowning. The clerk hesitates for a moment before nodding. "I think I can help you," she says, "but it will be a bit tricky. We need to find a way to reverse the transformation. Let me think for a moment." She pulls out a piece of paper and starts scribbling something down. After a few minutes of writing, she looks up frowning. "It's possible,"she says sadly,"but it will take time...at least a month to get all the ingredients and spell work done." "You mean I am stuck like this for a month?"you squeak in exasperation. "At least,"she says nodding,"maybe longer. With magic like this, it's hard to reverse." "How can you sell costumes that transform people and have no way to reverse it?" You ask. "There is a way, but it takes time,"she says calmly,"you are our first accidental transformation." "It's possible,"she says sadly,"but it will take time...at least a month to get all the ingredients and spell work done." "You mean I am stuck like this for a month?"you squeak in exasperation. "At least,"she says nodding,"maybe longer. With magic like this, it's hard to reverse." "How can you sell costumes that transform people and have no way to reverse it?" You ask. "There is a way, but it takes time,"she says calmly,"you are our first accidental transformation." "I don't want to be stuck like this for a month," you say, feeling frustrated. The clerk nods sympathetically. "I understand," she says, "but unfortunately, this is the price you have to pay for the costume. It's a risk you took when you picked it up, and you'll have to deal with the consequences. I will start getting the reversal spell ready, in the meantime, you could try living as a woman. You might actually like it." "I don't want to be stuck like this for a month," you say, feeling frustrated. The clerk nods sympathetically. "I understand," she says, "but unfortunately, this is the price you have to pay for the costume. It's a risk you took when you picked it up, and you'll have to deal with the consequences. I will start getting the reversal spell ready, in the meantime, you could try living as a woman. You might actually like it." You consider the clerk's words for a moment before nodding. "Okay," you say, "I'll try it." The clerk nods and smiles. "Good luck," she says, "and don't worry, I'll be here to help you every step of the way." You consider the clerk's words for a moment before nodding. "Okay," you say, "I'll try it." The clerk nods and smiles. "Good luck," she says, "and don't worry, I'll be here to help you every step of the way." You start to walk away, but the clerk stops you. "I don't want you to have to walk around naked,"she says sympathetically, "so here..." she takes a plain white sheet from behind the counter and wraps it around you like a toga, clipping it with two safety pins. "There you go," she says with a sweet smile,"it's not technically girls' clothes, it's free, and you won't be naked anymore." You start to walk away, but the clerk stops you. "I don't want you to have to walk around naked,"she says sympathetically, "so here..." she takes a plain white sheet from behind the counter and wraps it around you like a toga, clipping it with two safety pins. "There you go," she says with a sweet smile,"it's not technically girls' clothes, it's free, and you won't be naked anymore."
You take the sheet from the clerk and wrap it around yourself, feeling grateful for her kindness. As you step out of the shop, you feel a strange sensation as the cool air hits your skin. You look down at your body and wonder what you are going to do next.
You take the sheet from the clerk and wrap it around yourself, feeling grateful for her kindness. As you step out of the shop, you feel a strange sensation as the cool air hits your skin. You look down at your body and wonder what you are going to do next.