Vanessa was already examining me as I stood there in disbelief. My girlfriend had just changed me into a woman! Lacking a mirror, I couldn't tell much about my face, but everything else felt and looked totally different. My center of gravity was all off. I felt almost pudgy, even though I knew it was just my new feminine shape - wider hips and butt, a new set of breasts, a slight pouch to my stomach and heft to my new thighs. My new haircut tickled the back of my narrower neck. These I could see just poking out below the skirt of my dress, which felt far too revealing. I tried to tug it down and failed. I felt so exposed.
"Not quite the outfit I was picturing, actually," Vanessa mused. "You're right to want to change it up a bit. Let's see..."
She seemed to be concentrating, and suddenly, I noticed new changes to my wardrobe. The upper and lower halves of my lilac dress split apart, and their color was shifting. The upper half was growing lighter as its form gradually became that of a starched white blouse, the top two buttons of which swelled out over my round breasts. The lower half grew slightly tighter and became a black pencil skirt that didn't reveal any less of my now hairless legs, slightly chubby thighs and shapely calves. I felt a second layer materializing over my upper body and found that I now wore a black suitcoat to match my skirt. I was wearing a tight skirt suit!
"What are you doing?" I asked Vanessa frantically. My voice! It was high and light, nothing like the voice I'd had only a few minutes before. I coughed with surprise.
"Oh, nothing much," Vanessa said, smiling. "Just wanted to change a few things. I've always wanted to fuck a businesswoman."