The specialty stores looked nice, but really Kathryn needed normal clothes. Maybe she could try and be a punk
or princess later. For now, she entered into Jenny's, the largest clothing and house hold amenities store in
the mall. Racks and shelves of clothing filled a good third of the store, and the witch began to browse them.
It was when she started that she noticed the other patrons also wandering around, specifically a group of
three young women, about her age or younger. Judging by their chatter, there were shopping for a night out
clubbing. Two were looking at some cocktail dresses, while the third was an isle over.
"Hey, how does this one look?" Asked a curly red head, holding a short salmon colored dress over her front.
She smiled, showing off her well maintained teeth, as the blond next to her looked over the dress, her face
neutral, but tone sharp. "Good, if you want too look like a sore thumb," she answered, "why not stick with
something complimentary Lori, like green?" Lori let a sneer cross her freckled face. "Ugh, cliche much Anna."
The blond shook her head, rolling her icy blue eyes, before turning to the other girl. "What about you Alex,
you find a good outfit?"
The brunette woman had been silent till now, in her own isle. She looked up, "oh, no, I already have one. I am
just looking for some underwear. They have a good sale today." She gave a cheeky smile and held up a handful
of undergarments, before turning and walking away. "Gonna go try some on, be back in a sec." Her heels clicked
as she made her way to the changing room.
Up until this point Kathryn had been listening with a slowly growing ire. The way they talked reminded her of
some of her bitchier witch cousins and sisters. That was, until Alex mentioned underwear, which brought a
curse to her mind and a blush on her face. She didn't even have any underwear, she never even thought about
the importance of it. Clutching a pair of panties she snatched from a rack, she quickly hurried towards the
changing room as well, hearing the two behind her chatter on, mentioning her even in inquisitive tones. "Who's
that in the rags?" "Oh my gawd, she isn't even wearing a bra." The two still in isle barley whispered too each
other.
The witch's face burned now as she stomped to the changing rooms, the world throbbing in her sight. How dare
these rabble mock her. They may be pretty, but she comes from a very different world! The first door she tried
was locked, and behind it came a familiar little trill. "Occupied!" Said the voice of Alex. Kathryn didn't
seem to hear, or care, as she effortlessly pushed to door open, as if it had never been locked. She had
already locked the door and was turning when Alex spoke up. "Woah hold on bitch-!" Was all she got out before
a red faced Kathryn snapped her finger. "Silence! Gah!" She turned, still fuming. Alex's mouth snapped shut,
lips sealed tight. Her hands flew to her face and she tried to pry her mouth open and speak. She only
accomplished murmurs and moans. "Those two are so insufferable! Insensitive!..." Kathryn continued on,
knuckles white on the panties she had taken.
Alex was getting quite terrified though, and lurched towards Kathryn and she realized her silence came from
her. Kathryn, momentarily off guard, tossed Alex back, the silenced brunette landing back on her rear. "No,
Stay!" She commanded again, Alex feeling her rear seemingly glue to the ground, and her legs quiver at the
thought of getting up. She looked up to the wit h, issuing a whimper. Kathryn was distracted for the moment by
the underwear she had brought, finding it far too large for her (size 20!), stretching it so it blocked out
vision of Alex. "Oh no, this is too big..." She said, a little more worry in her voice now, though still
irate. She looked over to the pile Alex had brought in. They looked to small at a glance, and the tags exposed
read size 4. She dropped the over sized pair with a sigh, "and those are too small..." Her eyes scanned and
fell on Alex, who seemed to recoil at her gaze. Ire welled up in Kathryn again as she remembered Alex's
friends. "But, I think you will do perfectly."
Alex's eyes grew wide and her whimpers turned into muffled squeals as Kathryn raised her arm, eyes closing and
chanting all the while. A strange pinkish mist formed around her hands, then drifted down to the immobile
Alex, covering her and filling her gasping nose. She sputtered as it entered her, then began to feel all warm,
fuzzy, and light headed. The witch crossed her arms as Alex grew flush, her look of fear turning into shocked
confusion. Kathryn clicked her tongue, smiling down, and Alex's mouth opened. She took a moment to gasp and
moan, before talking. "What did you do too me you... crazy bitch?!" Alex's voice softened even as she spoken
the red flush of her face spreading over the rest of her skin. She couldn't help but pant and moan, as Kathryn
began to undress her. "Your friends are the real bitches, but they did remind me I need some underwear." She
tossed aside her captive's top, revealing her c cup bra. "Oh, I am going to need one of those
too..." She said with a frown.
Alex could barely muster the strength to move her arms, let alone resist this woman's assault on her. She
could barely wrap her hands around her wrists to hold her away from her shorts, the witch quickly slipping
them off. Alex looked down, missing her assailant slipping her own ragged jeans off, and finally saw the color
oh her skin, now a warm, soft pink, and she found herself to be quite soft, her limp fingers curling back more
than they should against her flesh. She gasped again as she realized her fingernails were missing, and gave a
soft groan as her fingers shrank away. "Oh god!..." she cried out between pants, then she squirmed as she felt
something tickle and crawl up her sides and under her arms. She looked down just in time to see something like
a lacy ridge growing up her side before her head was.taken by the. witches's hand. "Mmm, I am going to need
you to look this way babe." She said pulling the changing girl's head to be facing her. Alex's eyes locked up
on the looming woman's head, feeling her head held softly,
"What... 're you... doing t..." She seemed to wind herself just talking, panting and letting her eyes wearily
drop, she found herself nose straight at her captor's unclothed, roughly trimmed groin. "I need underwear, and
you and your friends are going to provide." She hummed and Alex felt something scrapping calmly against her
forehead. She felt to spent from talking to resist it. Instead she stared forward, eyes locked on that snatch.
Her flustered mind processed the words. She looked down for a moment and saw her legs straddled by the woman
writing on her forehead. Down the sides of them, she could feel that tickling again, and winced as she saw
lacy loops sprout from her. Her eye caught movement between her legs, but by the time she looked, there was no
between. A thin webbing of what looked like pink cotton had formed, and it fattened up to the same thickness
as her legs, blending with them as they lost definition. All of her skin was looking like cotton.
Alex looked back up too that hairy snatch as she realized. She was turning into underwear. She was turning
into pant- "There, perfect!" The witch said gleefully, letting Alex's head go rolling back. She weakly lolled
it to one side, able to look into the mirror and see scrawled in black ink across her forehead the word
'Kathryn's'. She was becoming Kathryn's panties. She moaned and her eyes looked back to that crotch, missing
the sight of her black hair changing into black lace lost to her. Suddenly, Kathryn was pulling her head back
in towards her, this time burying the poor pantie girl's face in her hairy groin.
Kathryn smiled as Alex squirmed, giving muffled moans of resistance. "Just get used to it..." She cooed,
looking down at the changing woman, her limbs limp, and sides covered in lace. She was flattening now, much of
her already slim definition disappearing into cotton. She reached her arms up, wrapping her finger less hands
around Kathryn's bare thighs, reaching up to her shapely ass as if to resist, but only seemed to blend and
merge into each other. Smiling and feeling Alex squirm all the more, she cooed to her again "...It's all you
exist for now Alexis."
Alexis was shocked and horrified. Not only was Kathryn smothering her with her hairy crotch, god, was it wet?,
she knew her name. How could she know? She was having trouble figuring out as her nose was filling with the
witch's scent. Indeed, her moist lips were soaking into Alexis's nose and lips, filling her with the scent and
taste. She struggled more, trying to pull her hands away from the butt they cupped. She felt her arms
tightening and shrinking, while her hands squeezed and shifted again, holding that ass even more firmly,
pressing it up and out. "Oh, good panties, firm my butt." She giggled down, Alexis merely moaned into the
pussy before her, the intoxicating fluids of Kathryn filling her fuzzy cotton mind. She couldn't even respond
to her legs lifting on their own, former feet merging with her hands.
The remainder of Alexis's pink body tightened and shrunk up. Kathryn merely had to hold the black lace hem
long the top with one hand and let her new panties adjust perfectly to her booty. Soon enough, there was just
a pair of pink and black panties on the witch, making her ass look fantastic. "Look at me! You are amazing
panties!" She turned, looking at herself in the mirror, admiring the panties. Holding still, she looked down,
and noticed a slight, source-less tugging at the one side. With a smirk she brought her hand down to her
groin, and gently rubbed her fingers along her lips, soaking the panties more. They responded, with a soft
moan and a wriggling all over, giving Kathryn a slight chill of pleasure. "Mmm, I don't think I even want to
take you off..." the witch moaned out.
Alexis shuddered again, squirming around the pubis and ass that filled her. The intoxicating juices were
getting into her head. It made it hard to think. A rub and a soft cotton moan, and she was having trouble
remembering her name. Was it Alley... no, it was A... There was the name Kathryn written on her, but she isn't
Kathryn. Kathryn is her owner, and she is panties. She makes Kathryn's ass look good.Panties thinks Kathryn
tastes so nice...
Kathryn smiled as her whispered words filled her new panties' soft cotton mind. She would have a most
excellent pair of panties. She had finished her work on her wriggle girl panties, when she heard a clacking of
heels outside, two pairs of feet. Seems some pair was coming up to the door. "Hey, Alex, what is taking you so
long?" Asked the voice of Anna, coming close to the door. Kathryn smiled and stepped back, readying herself
for the next step.