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Misunderstanding

Natasha checked around, luckily nobody was around. She looked down and whispered to the bodice of her dress. (Natasha) "How do you feel Katie? Everything okay?" (Katie) "Apart from being a wedding dress? Yeah, everything is peachy..." (Natasha) "You're not still angry at me are you? It was a simple misunderstanding" (Katie) "Why are you still trying to keep up this pretence? You knew very well what I meant..." (Natasha) "Look, Katie I'm sorry... I honestly forgot your Birthday last month, then when I asked how I could make it up to you, you said 'Just use your magic and make me something'. How was I meant to know you meant you wanted me to magic up a present..." (Katie) "And how is being your wedding dress a present for me exactly?" (Natasha) "It isn't, I thought you wanted to be an object and I needed a wedding dress... Anyway, in a couple of hours the ceremony will be over and I can get changed at the reception" (Katie) "Great... Hanging in a bag again... I get to have all the fun" (Natasha) "Want me to keep you on for tonight?" (Katie) "Since its likely my last chance to see a naked guy... I think I want to... Even if it is your husband"

Natasha checked around, luckily nobody was around. She looked down and whispered to the bodice of her dress.
(Natasha) “How do you feel Katie? Everything okay?”
(Katie) “Apart from being a wedding dress? Yeah, everything is peachy…”
(Natasha) “You’re not still angry at me are you? It was a simple misunderstanding”
(Katie) “Why are you still trying to keep up this pretence? You knew very well what I meant…”
(Natasha) “Look, Katie I’m sorry… I honestly forgot your Birthday last month, then when I asked how I could make it up to you, you said ‘Just use your magic and make me something’. How was I meant to know you meant you wanted me to magic up a present…”
(Katie) “And how is being your wedding dress a present for me exactly?”
(Natasha) “It isn’t, I thought you wanted to be an object and I needed a wedding dress… Anyway, in a couple of hours the ceremony will be over and I can get changed at the reception”
(Katie) “Great… Hanging in a bag again… I get to have all the fun”
(Natasha) “Want me to keep you on for tonight?”
(Katie) “Since its likely my last chance to see a naked guy… I think I want to… Even if it is your husband”

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Accidental ensemble

Natasha's skirt fluttered around her thighs, her top wiggled a little, her tights squeezed her legs, the laces in her shoes tightened and loosened themselves a little, her panties pushed themselves against her sex as her bra lightly fondled her breasts all of this happening while a happy humming sound emanated from her top. Natasha looked a little shocked, then smiled. (Natasha)"Having fun, Chase?" (Chase)"Yeah, its been so long since I could move or speak... How long has it actually been since you wore me?" (Natasha)"I wear you nearly everyday, Chase" (Chase)"I know you wear parts of me most days. I meant to ask, how long has it been since you wore my ensemble?" (Natasha)"Um... I think it was a couple of years ago" (Chase)"I'm guessing you put me together for a reason? What do you need to talk about?" (Natasha)"Actually I forgot these were your tights... I kind of put you back together by mistake... I'm just getting dressed for a party" (Chase)"Oh, well you don't want a talking outfit at a party... You should find some other tights or change my heels... Those 6 inch pumps go well with the rest of me or maybe wear that cute pink blouse to add a little colour" (Natasha)"You're right, I am going to have to change at least one part to silence you... But there is a whole two hours before the party and what you are doing with your panties and bra feels really good" (Chase)"Then I will do my best to please you, Natasha. I won't stop until my panties are soaked. You should replace my lingerie part with that sexy red lingerie that Garry bought you for valentines day. I know how much that turns him on, I expect my parts to be strewn around the house as he strips me off of you after the party." Natasha moaned as the panties and bra she was wearing doubled its efforts, she laid down on the bed and squirmed as her outfit ravaged her in the most delightful way.

Natasha’s skirt fluttered around her thighs, her top wiggled a little, her tights squeezed her legs, the laces in her shoes tightened and loosened themselves a little, her panties pushed themselves against her sex as her bra lightly fondled her breasts all of this happening while a happy humming sound emanated from her top. Natasha looked a little shocked, then smiled.
(Natasha)”Having fun, Chase?”
(Chase)”Yeah, its been so long since I could move or speak… How long has it actually been since you wore me?”
(Natasha)”I wear you nearly everyday, Chase”
(Chase)”I know you wear parts of me most days. I meant to ask, how long has it been since you wore my ensemble?”
(Natasha)”Um… I think it was a couple of years ago”
(Chase)”I’m guessing you put me together for a reason? What do you need to talk about?”
(Natasha)”Actually I forgot these were your tights… I kind of put you back together by mistake… I’m just getting dressed for a party”
(Chase)”Oh, well you don’t want a talking outfit at a party… You should find some other tights or change my heels… Those 6 inch pumps go well with the rest of me or maybe wear that cute pink blouse to add a little colour”
(Natasha)”You’re right, I am going to have to change at least one part to silence you… But there is a whole two hours before the party and what you are doing with your panties and bra feels really good”
(Chase)”Then I will do my best to please you, Natasha. I won’t stop until my panties are soaked. You should replace my lingerie part with that sexy red lingerie that Garry bought you for valentines day. I know how much that turns him on, I expect my parts to be strewn around the house as he strips me off of you after the party.”
Natasha moaned as the panties and bra she was wearing doubled its efforts, she laid down on the bed and squirmed as her outfit ravaged her in the most delightful way.

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Two of a kind

I don't believe this, is that you Scott? Chase? Yeah, you had yourself made into a petticoat for Natasha's birthday?! Thats what we agreed... Why are you a petticoat as well? No... I was meant to be the petticoat, you were meant to be a dress! Can't you get it reversed and get made into a dress instead? No, you will have to get reversed... I chose the permanent option. That could be a problem then... Why? I chose the permanent option too... We had better hope Natasha really likes petticoats then.

(Chase) I don’t believe this, is that you Scott?
(Scott)Chase?
(Chase)Yeah, you had yourself made into a petticoat for Natasha’s birthday?!
(Scott)Thats what we agreed… Why are you a petticoat as well?
(Chase)No… I was meant to be the petticoat, you were meant to be a dress!
(Scott)Can’t you get it reversed and get made into a dress instead?
(Chase)No, you will have to get reversed… I chose the permanent option.
(Scott)That could be a problem then…
(Chase)Why?
(Scott)I chose the permanent option too…
(Chase)We had better hope Natasha really likes petticoats then.

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One from the archives

This photograph is from the archives of one of the largest Witches covens in the UK and appears to show three generations of Witches. The words below are hand written on the reverse of the photograph. "From left to right, Samantha and her fiancé Frank, Samantha's mother Deborah with her husband Graham and Samantha's grandmother Julia and her husband David" Since we can see no men in the picture we can only assume they are either the dresses the Witches are wearing or the stockings they are putting on, sadly we will likely never know.

This photograph is from the archives of one of the largest Witches covens in the UK and appears to show three generations of Witches.
The words below are hand written on the reverse of the photograph.
“From left to right, Samantha and her fiancé Frank, Samantha’s mother Deborah with her husband Graham and Samantha’s grandmother Julia and her husband David”
Since we can see no men in the picture we can only assume they are either the dresses the Witches are wearing or the stockings they are putting on, sadly we will likely never know.

 

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Not for boys

Natasha watched her fiancé finish getting dressed up. "So, how do you feel?" "I feel a little silly... Being dressed up as a girl in front of you for the first time." "I wasn't talking to you Babe, I was talking to Katie." "Actually... When I said I would let you turn me into stockings I expected to be worn by you... Not your weird Boyfriend" "HEY!" "That's not very nice Katie, just for that I think he should keep you until you apologise!" "Fat chance of that!" Natasha and her fiancé had a lot of fun that night, Katie never did apologise, Natasha and Garry came to the conclusion she was just being stubborn, but after a few years they did start to wonder.

Natasha watched her fiancé finish getting dressed up.
(Natasha)”So, how do you feel?”
(Garry)”I feel a little silly… Being dressed up as a girl in front of you for the first time.”
(Natasha)”I wasn’t talking to you Babe, I was talking to Katie.”
(Katie)”Actually… When I said I would let you turn me into stockings I expected to be worn by you… Not your weird Boyfriend”
(Garry)”HEY!”
(Natasha)”That’s not very nice Katie, just for that I think he should keep you until you apologise!”
(Katie)”Fat chance of that!”
Natasha and her fiancé had a lot of fun that night, Katie never did apologise, Natasha and Garry came to the conclusion she was just being stubborn, but after a few years they did start to wonder.

 

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Second thoughts

Scott had always had fantasies about being a dress, so one day when he knew his girlfriend was going to go out for the night Scott phoned in sick to work and used a spell he found online to meld with the dress she was going to wear. The spell worked perfectly and within moments Scott was just a red and white polka dot dress hanging in the wardrobe. He loved the feeling of hanging there, it was so strange for him to feel so light and thin. He was even more elated when she took him from the hanger, unbuttoned him and slipped into him. Even now he fondly remembered that night, with all the swishing and swaying when she danced with her friends. But that was seven years ago and being alone in the wardrobe had become boring, months on end just being shoved back and forth along the rail as she chose other skirts and dresses. She only wore him once or twice a year now as she had bought other, nicer party dresses. Scott didn't want to be a dress anymore, he didn't want to be worn by the woman he loved as she danced with other men, he didn't want to hear her have sex with men while he was hanging in the wardrobe or crumpled on the floor. But most of all he didn't want to be ignored by her. So on the odd occasion that she did take him out, he tried desperately to shout, scream or move. He knew it wouldn't work, it never did, but he had to try... He couldn't just give up, not even after all this time.

Scott had always had fantasies about being a dress, so one day when he knew his girlfriend was going to go out for the night Scott phoned in sick to work and used a spell he found online to meld with the dress she was going to wear.
The spell worked perfectly and within moments Scott was just a red and white polka dot dress hanging in the wardrobe. He loved the feeling of hanging there, it was so strange for him to feel so light and thin. He was even more elated when she took him from the hanger, unbuttoned him and slipped into him. Even now he fondly remembered that night, with all the swishing and swaying when she danced with her friends.
But that was seven years ago and being alone in the wardrobe had become boring, months on end just being shoved back and forth along the rail as she chose other skirts and dresses. She only wore him once or twice a year now as she had bought other, nicer party dresses.
Scott didn’t want to be a dress anymore, he didn’t want to be worn by the woman he loved as she danced with other men, he didn’t want to hear her have sex with men while he was hanging in the wardrobe or crumpled on the floor. But most of all he didn’t want to be ignored by her. So on the odd occasion that she did take him out, he tried desperately to shout, scream or move. He knew it wouldn’t work, it never did, but he had to try… He couldn’t just give up, not even after all this time.

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A few more kinks (remade)

Multiple fetishes

Since the image I used on the original was water marked I had a few requests to remake it.

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