Ty soon came up with an idea for an outfit. He quickly wished up a super tiny black
thong, some sexy black leather super high heeled boots, a long blond wig and... a sexy
black body stocking. The bodystocking would cover his feet and legs, his hips and
torso, and his chest and arms. It only had three holes, but all of them were important.
One was a fairly nice sized hole over his crotch, the other two were for his breasts.
But they weren't for normal peoples breasts. Each hole was a foot in diameter.
Grinning madly to himself, Ty stripped down to nothing, then pulled the bodystocking
over his body. It didn't quite fit, as it was made for someone who was taller and thinner
wig widder hips and a narrower waist, not to metion huge tits and a pussy. His cock
stuck of threw the crotch hole in defiance to his outfit. He then placed the wig on his
head, and tried to pull the boots on his feet. The wig came down past his shoulders
and the boots were of course made for someone with daintier feet. He then made the
wish for his body to fit his cloths. It was a strange feeling, as his whole body shifted to
fit his new outfit. The wig melted to his head and became his real hair. His hips spread
way out and his waist became tiny. The biggest changes were when his breast grew
out and became to massive watermellons hanging from his chest, and as his dick
shrank down into a pussy. Now that the changes were done, Ty realized she had
forgotten to put on the thong. But a voice in her head told her not to. Her impulses had
chafed to become sluty, because the only people who would were this were sluts.
Herself now ready to party, Ty went downstairs to prepare the rest of the house.