The girls gasped as their already skimpy clothing changed further -- except for Robin, who kept the small sequined top and leopard-print miniskirt.
Linda now wore a miniskirt and tube top, seemingly made from fringed buckskin, with colorful beads embedded in the center of the tube top in a diamond pattern.
Tammy wore a harem girl outfit of gauzy material, thin enough that her dark aureoles were visible through the tiny top. She was the only one whose shoes had changed further, gaining pointed toes that curled upward.
Becky wore a bra made of coconuts, a grass skirt that was only a few inches long, and a puka shell bracelet that wrapped three times around her upper left arm.
Stacy wore a red silk minidress that imitated traditional Chinese style dresses, except that below its high collar was a "window" revealing her cleavage.
Candy wore a midriff-baring purple-and-gold outfit that was almost but not quite a sari, which included slits up both sides of the long skirt. More impressive, though, was the surplus of gold jewelry she now wore, from large earrings to a dangling nose ring to elaborate rings on each finger. A round red bindi had also appeared just above her nose, between her eyebrows.
"Wow, like, you all look really cool!" Candy exclaimed.
"Yeah, you're more covered up than the rest of us," grumbled Becky, looking down to see that the coconut bra left a lot of her breast flesh exposed.
"I agree with the woman from India," said the man.
"Oh, I'm not from India, I'm from here," Candy pointed out, and it was indeed very weird to hear someone who looked like she was from India talking like an all-American bimbo.
The man held the gem tight once again and said, "I wish you were all cursed to dress like this forever --"
"What?!" exclaimed half the girls.
"-- except for your cheerleader outfits," the man continued. "Speaking of which, I wish that's what you were all wearing right now."
The six girls were actually relieved to see their traditional cheerleading uniforms appear on their bodies. The sleeveless sweaters and mid- thigh-length skirts seemed a bit skimpy under normal circumstances, but now they seemed practically chaste. They even had the usual sneakers-and-ankle-socks combo on their feet, even Robin.
The man was grinning again, as if he'd had another brainstorm. "I wish," he said...