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Transformation into Beauty:CH2

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Transformation Chapter 2 (Re-upload)

I looked down to the large dress that seemed to move on its own below me. The dress was very light despite its size and bulk, but I couldn't shake the feeling that this dress, which formed around my body, could have a mind of its own. The reason I say that is because when I try to sit down is that when I tried to sit down the skirt seemed to inflate keeping in sort of a squatting position. I had to get it off of my body for two main reasons. The first was, well, I was a girl and I wanted to see how I looked underneath. The second was that I couldn't hang around in this dress all day, I couldn't even sit down and it sort of bugged me.

So I looked at parts of the dress looking for weak spots that I could tug and possibly tear off. The best way I saw was to tear at the large bubbles that formed on my shoulders. Although difficult, I was able to get a hold of the left shoulder and began to tug at it. The dress obviously wasn't made of normal material, when the dress began to "rip" it sort of oozed off my arm. I tugged it until it completely came off of my left arm. I threw the sleeve on the ground then went for my right shoulder. I tore it off as well and threw it on the ground in front of me. With both arms free of the material I looked towards my chest and began to pry it from my body. It felt odd, almost like pulling off a second skin off of my body. When I was able to pry the front off of my body it was laying down on the skirt in front of me.

I looked down to see that my female body wasn't naked but had an undershirt covering my female breasts. I turned to the mirror in my room looked at my upper torso. While I was distracted by my looks in the mirror, I failed to notice that the pieces I had ripped off had become a puddle of ooze on the floor. When I looked down to rip off the rest of the skirt I saw the puddle starting to move towards me. Startled I began to move back trying to get away from this ooze moving towards me. I went into the other room and shut the door behind me. Soon realizing that shutting the door was dumb when the ooze simply slipped under the door. Trapped in my bedroom I backed up to the window, I looked out over the city. When I looked back the ooze was already climbing up the skirt, it picked up the chest portion of the dress attaching it firmly back to my body. The puddle moved back over my upper body and back over my arms, making my whole body stiff. The shoulders inflated again and the material returned to its normal form. The same slippery material formed around my fingers.

I sighed to myself as I looked down to the same dress that I had donned just a few minutes ago.
"This thing just doesn't want to let me go does it?"
I went back to the box that the bracelet had come in. I began to rummage through the box to see if it came with anything else. I came across a small card with a few words written into it. All it said was "Command:…" Thinking to myself for a second I thought, "maybe this bracelet is controlled by voice commands." So I dropped the card back in the box, lifted my wrist that had the bracelet up to my mouth and said
"Uhh…….Command: Normal?"
In that very instant by body returned to normal changing right back to my old male body, the dress also began to change, turning back to the liquid that formed it. It was almost like I was standing in a giant pile of jello. It began to compress back to the bracelet and then it was gone, just like that back into the small bracelet that had started all the trouble in the first place. I was back to normal in the clothes that I had on before the dress formed. I then thought, what if this could change me into anything I wanted it to be? That would be a dream come true. I kept reading about people being transformed into animals from a sort of latex goo. Kind of similar to the one that transformed me into the wedding dress from before.

So I decided to experiment a little bit, since the dress had turned me into a girl for the dress, maybe it would turn me into a girl every time I transformed. Just for fun I told the bracelet, "Command: Undo." Immediately I became a girl again, long hair, hourglass shaped body, small hands and feet, and about 5 inches shorter. But the dress didn't reappear; I had just become the same girl I was before.

"Hmm, well that's odd, I thought that undoing my command would return me to the dress I had before. Maybe if I…."

In that very second, all of my clothes turned a dark sea blue color, my long hair was put up into a large swirl bun on my head, and a crown appeared on my head holding my hair in place.

"Uhhh…….."

The bottom of my pants fused together into a long skirt, my sleeves grew long completely covering my hands and the openings almost doubled in size. Inside my sleeves a second much tighter sleeve covered my arms attaching itself by a ring around my middle finger on both arms. Several golden strands wound down from my shoulders creating a criss-cross pattern down my arms on either side.  The shoulders inflated slightly and were wrapped by two more golden strands. My waist was strapped by another corset holding my chest close making it hard to breathe.

The dress wasn't very low cut on my chest as the last dress was, almost as if this dress wasn't meant to show off my chest or even my hands. As the dress continued to transform I began to notice what era I was being transformed into. It began to remind me of the Renaissance era where wealthy women wore large and elegant dresses but covered their chests and wrists. The larger the dress the wealthier the family.

My chest had split in the center, the dress that is, and gold embroidery trickled down the center in a V-pattern towards my waist. When the design hit my waist the skirt began to inflate with fabric. When it hit about halfway to its capacity, the front of the dress split revealing a large golden pattern in the center, stretching from my waist to the floor. Underneath, again, was a large amount of fabric, except for my waist where I could feel a metal ring around my waist that supported the heavy weight of the skirt.

Once again stuck in a dress I began to wonder what was going on and why I was always becoming a girl. I stood in the middle of my room looking in the mirror at a slightly familiar sight. I noticed on the back of the dress it had split down the center like the front, but unlike the front was a large seam down the back. I couldn't help but investigate the seam, so I bent backwards and tugged at the seam. The entire dress then seemed to unfold from me. The back split open releasing me from the dress and plopping me back on the floor. I looked back at the dress as it closed back up and stayed upright. I stood up looking at it curiously, and then looking back at myself.

I was horrified to see that I had come out of the dress without the bracelet. I had been completely removed from the bracelet but stuck as a female. The seam on the dress had completely vanished, I franticly looking around the dress for another way to get it open again but I could not find a single seam on the entire dress. I then thought about the bracelet and how it was attached firmly to my left wrist. I peeled back the left sleeve, and that's where I saw the bracelet stuck to the inside of the dress. I reached my hand in to try to remove it from the dress, but to no avail. I then decided to rip of the sleeve and put it on me in order for the dress to accept me back into it.

I proceeded to rip off the shoulder piece and the entire arm from the dress. I slipped it over my arm and up to my shoulder. As soon as the shoulder covered my own, a shock went through my body causing me to stiffen up. I couldn't move an inch, I just stood there as still as a statue. The dress in front of me opened up and began to absorb me into it. It felt much different than the transformations before, almost like it had done something different to its configuration. I then realized what was happening when I felt straps underneath the dress clamp around my ankles, knees, and thighs. It was strapping me into the dress. As the skirt glued around my waist I felt the metal ring rub right up against my waist securing me into the skirt.

As the top of the dress came towards me the shoulder that I had ripped off before fused with the rest of the dress. I could feel the inner sleeve close in tighter around my arm, the outer sleeve created rings around my wrist, elbow, and shoulder joints locking me into the sleeves.  From each of the rings on my body I could feel material growing and attaching to the material around it. The corset seemed to almost fuse to my chest. And the final insult? The crown that was on my head was firmly stuck in its place, along with my hair, which would be stuck in its form for as long as this dress would allow.

The dress had almost become airtight because the rings attached to my wrists and ankles had completely blocked the sleeves and the entire bottom of the skirt. I was stuck in a giant dress bubble with no escape. None of my commands would work, all I could do was sit and wait and hope that what I had done was not permanent.
This is a Re-upload of my previous stories on Rmbln. Needed a name change from that name ive used to many times. So enjoy these again.

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