The latex began to move again, and there was no way you would let it continue. quickly you run into the kitchen and grab a knife, grabbing the end of the skirt you plunge the knife into it.
The effect of which hurt like chopping an arm off. you fall over in pain, feeling the latex explode on you. after a while you look down and scream. Sure you weren't goth anymore, but the skirt had shrunken down to so small propotions that bending over would flash your pink thong to anyone behind you.
The latex also had moved up and to your chest, where your hips were shrunken and DD latex breasts had inflated. These breasts were barely covered by a small white latex t-shirt. Your arms were covered in flesh colored latex, and your nails had changed to pink and 2 times longer.