Inside the wardrobe, you skim over the wide variety of outfits. They all look so appealing
and now the maximun of 300 nights may not even be enough for you. You pick up and
examine a harlequin outfit, and the obligatory maid costume, before something catches
your eye.
Its a black leather body suit, with a built in corset. You wonder how you're even supposed
to put on, let alone walk in the four inch heels seemingly woven into the body suit itself.
Deciding that this what you want, right now at least, you take it and set it down on the bed.
That's odd, weren't you in a bathroom just a minute ago? Your seem to be all confused,
the mansion is playing tricks with you. But you don't mind, as long as you get to have a
little fun with yourself...
You find a series of leather clasps on the back, and unbuckle each one. Your seemingly
endless legs slide into the body suit as if it were made for them. As you re-buckle each of
the clasps in the back, you realize that you're a natural for heels. And this new body suit, it
feels so good... but it's a bit roomy.
And just as the thought hits you, you swirl around towards the mirror. Your breasts were
large before, but now they'd make even Christina Hendricks envious. Your butt had also
grown a little, and you decide that your brunette hair, just doesn't fit with this bodacious
bodysuit. The though seemingly compels your hair to shorten to shoulder-length and a
few strands of your jet black hair fall down to conceal your purple eyes.
You had certainly changed, and you had definitely embraced it.
There were still though more outfits in the closet, a clown one especially, but there was
also a whole mansion to explore; there might be others trapped here as well.
What happens?