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A new perspective. By Madcow4321/Pinkman100 Tim came home from college annoyed that the administration wouldn't let him live there over winter break. He wasn't a big fan of his home life. It was simple enough when Tim was growing up however when his sister Cassie was born it started to go downhill. His family had always been supportive of Tim's activities, his after school baseball, and social clubs. They had always bought him the best toys and he had the run of the house. However it all changed once Cassie was born. suddenly there were less toys at Christmas, and Dad seemed to be more interested in his "little princess." there was more and more repulsive pink girlyness around the house, and it had only gotten worse as Cassie grew older. Tim was now 21 and Cassie 17, however she still acted, thought and dressed like a 12 year old. Tim came home that Friday evening only to find that his worst fears had come true. Cassie now had his room, the larger of the two, and that it had been completely girlafied. The walls painted pink with white lacy wallpaper at the top. Pink and white rug on the floor and of course pink and white furniture. Tim glanced into Cassie's old room and shuddered as he noted that it hadn't been changed from when she moved out. The walls were still pink and her twin size canopy bed was still in there while his glorious king size sleigh bed had been taken over by her. He tried to complain to his parents however they simply wrote it off as him "having work to do while he was home." Tim grumbled and made a mental note to immediately paint his "new" room as soon as he could. Tim filled the empty closet and dresser with his clothing and went to bed early still not believing his luck. Saturday morning Tim awoke and saw Cassie and his parents sitting at the table. Cassie as usual in a pink dress with purple tights and platform shoes. her long blonde hair down around her shoulders and her blue eyes smiling with happiness to see her brother. Tim grumbled "good mornings" as he reached for a bowl to get some cereal and heard his parents discussing when they were planning on leaving. "Where are you guys going?" Tim asked hoping maybe Cassie was going well "Well, we leave right after breakfast son" his dad said with a smile. "Didn't you get the E-mail I sent you? Jane and I are going to Aspen for the holidays this year. We figure you two are finally old enough to take care of yourselves, and maybe a little sibling bonding time is just what you to need." Tim's mother smiled brightly with excitement and Tim shot a fiery glare at Cassie letting her know that he still did not like her. Cassie frowned and sighed. Tim's dad smiled at Cassie "And my little princess here knows where your presents are, so you had better be nice to your sister or she won't give you your presents Tim." Cassie giggled at Tim and stuck her tongue out at him. She was always so sensitive, up and down all the time it was just one of the many things Tim couldn't stand about her. "I just don't get it Timmy, Why can't we just like get along?" Tim Cringed at the sound of her voice. The shrill squeaky valley girl with the painfully low IQ had spoken and made the entire room dumber. Every "Like," "totally," and "whatEVER" drove him to madness. The fact that she insisted on calling him "Timmy" only drove his hatred towards her. Tim had tried at a young age to educate Cassie, to maybe share some more boyish activities however Cassie was obsessed with dolls, makeup and clothing. Tim doubted there was a girlier girl in the whole world. What made things even worse was that Cassie never even hung out with guys. She always preferred to hang around with girls and didn't even know how to talk to a guy, not that she had anything of worth to say anyways. Tim ate the rest of his breakfast in annoyed silence. He was already forming a plan in his head. Step one, paint the room something dark and masculine. Step two, get his computer and television set up. Three, look into sound proofing his room and maybe getting hurricane supplies to hold him the month he would be prisoner with this pink creature. Time figured the less time he spent outside of his man cave, the better, and the better the chances are he'd return to college next semester without suffering too much brain damage from Cassie exposure. Tim sighed as his mom and dad got up from the table at the sound of a car horn outside. "there's the cab!" his mom said with excitement. Tim half heartedly hugged his mom and dad goodbye and watched them get into the cab and drive away feeling like he was watching his hope of surviving this month leave. Tim turned and saw Cassie standing behind him with a big grin on her face. "What are you grinning about? You can't honestly be happy about this can you?" Cassie's smile kept its size as she pulled a pokeman card pack out of her dress pocket and presented to me. I just stared at it and then her. "I played that when I was like 10, which is what I honestly think your mental age must be. Honestly? Do you really think I still play with those? The fact that I tried to throw them out when I moved out for college didn't quite give it away for you did it?" She dropped the cards "Whatever Asshole. I'm just like trying to be nice okay?" Off to a great start I walked upstairs and slammed my door. I would have simply laid on my bed and gone back to bed, but with the sun coming through the white lace curtains and reflecting on the bright pink walls, my room seemed to glow pink. I took a quick shower, got dressed and immediately hopped on the bus to go to home depot. Cassie went into her room and almost immediately felt better. She loved her room so much. the bright pink walls, her beautiful pink bed, her super soft fuzzy pink and white carpet which she loved to walk on in her tights. they tickled her feet when she rubbed them on the carpet. She sat down at her desk and opened her pink laptop trying to get her mind off her obnoxious emo brother by shopping when her phone rang. "Helloooo?" Cassie answered" Ohmygawd Cassie! Has Tim totally emo'd you to death yet" Cassie giggled at hearing Jenni's voice. "Ohmygawd Jenni! He's totally like super emo. He won't drop his cranky pants and I totally know he's just going to barricade himself in his room, but still, Why can't he just be a little friendlier, or a little nicer to me? All I want is for us to be closer than ever. I just totally know that once he graduates he's going to move away and I like don't want to lose my Timmy!!" "Aww Cassie. It'll totally be okay. You know that good girls totally get what they want for Christmas." "Thanks Jenni. I gotta go. I'm going to get some laundry done while I like still have some peace in the house." "KaybyeCassie" came the quick response before Cassie hung up the phone. Cassie gathered up her laundry and made her way downstairs to the laundry room and started to put all her underwear bras and tights, most of which were pink, purple, white or some pretty color or design into the washer. She couldn't help but wonder if she would ever be close to her brother. Deep down inside she loved him but knew that she would have been so much happier if she had an older sister instead. they could share clothes, makeup, play dolls together, go to concerts together, She would be so happy. Every good girl deserves a sister. Cassie sighed and decided that some music would cheer her up. Timmy stepped off the bus on the way home carrying several bags filled with painting supplies. fortunately Dad left one of his credit cards for food and any expenses that may come up while he was away. Tim considered this a much needed expense. Tim was almost to the front door when he heard a loud thumping noise, like a car with a subwoofer turned up too high and sighed when he realized it was coming from his house. He opened the door and thought his head would explode from the super sugary, girly pop music that came pouring through the doorway. Tim grumbled to himself and started to give more serious thought to sound proofing his room if this was going to keep up. He went upstairs and tried to yell at his sister to turn the music down, but she was too lost in her singing and dancing around her room. She knew every word to every song of course and was totally lost. Tim decided it wasn't worth it and went into his room and immediately started to move furniture to start his painting. An ear splitting hour later, Tim had finally finished the first coat. He looked down distraught as he noticed he got paint on his favorite pants. He grumbled at his own stupidity for not changing before painting and blamed it on "Cassie exposure" as he made his way downstairs figuring now would be a good time to start to get caught up on his laundry. Tim dumped his clothes in the washer, dumped the soap in and turned the machine on before heading back up to his room. Tim busied himself with hooking up his television and finishing his painting and finally came out of his room around dinner time. Tim was immediately awarded with the amazing smell of dinner cooking and came downstairs to see Cassie standing at the stove. "Wow, I gotta say, that smells good Cass." He offered somewhat weakly. In so many ways he hated her super girly side, but at least she was a good cook. "Cassie smiled at him, "so are you like talking to me now emo boy" Tim grumbled at the title. "for the last time, I am NOT emo. God do you know anything at all? Just because I like dark colors doesn't mean I'm overly emotional. I don't wear makeup, and I don't talk about death. Maybe I am just a fan of dark colors? Maybe I am just the anti Cassie?" She turned from the stove. "Omygawd Timmy, can't you just be nice for ONE evening?" Tim sighed. "fine. I'm sorry. Thank you for cooking dinner. "That's better Timmy. you're welcome." Tim sat down and hungrily devoured the plate of food. They made small conversation over dinner, trying their best not to annoy the other, but it would be hard to find two polar opposite people that would share a dinner table. Tim finished his dinner and did the dishes before he went upstairs planning on spending the rest of his night playing Madden before crashing and sleeping away half the day tomorrow. Tim was about to head upstairs when he realized that he had forgotten his laundry. He was confused at first when he opened the washer and saw it empty and when he checked the dryer realized that Cassie must have transferred his clothes for him. She would make one hell of a housewife someday, but Tim doubted she would do much more than that. Tim pulled the ball of clothing into his laundry basket and made his way to his room before tossing it on the floor. Tim Rubbed his eyes and glanced over at the clock by his bed seeing it blink 2:30 and figured it would be a good idea to go to bed. Tim got up from his gamming chair and was on his way to his bed when he tripped over the laundry basket sitting next to his open suitcase that had clothing piled everywhere. Tim sighed and realized he had better at least pick up the clothing off the floor or it will be wrinkled and a major tripping hazard if he had to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night. Tim started to put his clothing away in the dresser half asleep when he thought he heard something as he dumped his boxers in the top shelf. "These are disgusting." Tim thought he was just imagining his sister nagging him about his underwear but just before he closed the drawer, noticed a flash of something pink. He fished it out and felt soft cool silk caress his hands as he held up a pair of pink silk panties. Tim couldn't help but caress them in his hands. they felt so fine and so soft. "You should like totally wear them" the voice came into his head again. He thought about it and it didn't sound like his sister. The voice was sultry, tempting, almost daring in a sexy way. Tim imagined that this was how those dominatrix girls must talk to men to seduce them. Tim's eyelids were so heavy, he just turned and went to sleep. Tim awoke feeling incredibly aroused. It wasn't so bright since he had painted his room and he figured it must be mid morning. He reached down to massage his throbbing dick but bumped into something soft and silky. he felt himself and tugged at the silky covering and glanced down to see that he was somehow wearing the silk panties! Tim felt a mixture of shock and arousal at his situation. He tried to remember putting them on last night but everything seemed so hazy. He reached down and caressed himself through the silk and was immediately rewarded with the softest silkiest caress he had ever felt. He felt stranger wearing what was most likely his sisters panties and went to take them off but then the voice again.. "No, keep them on.. play with them.. don't they totally feel nice?" Tim found himself fondling himself absentmindedly while imagining a strong woman and soon couldn't help himself but to increase his speed and take himself all the way. the faster he got, the more he heard his imaginary vixen purring in his ear. He was overcome with a desire to please her when suddenly he came into the panties. Tim lay there breathless and gasping and took a moment to recover before pulling the panties off. Tim felt somewhat embarrassed, but again, imagined the vixen praising him once he came. He felt strange, but he liked it. Tim hid the panties under his bed and made a note to sneak them into the washer and return them before he got caught with them. he put on his bathrobe and went to take a shower. Tim grumbled as he looked and saw nothing but girly lotions, wash's and shampoos. Time tried to use one of the least perfumy ones with his hands, but it just felt like he was rubbing oil all over himself. he closed his eyes trying to not let his annoyance ruin his shower when he again heard the voice. "You totally need a loofah to use that lotion silly." Tim opened his eyes suddenly realizing he was nodding off in the shower. He shook his head trying to shake the vague memories of that voice again. He glanced over at the shower rack and saw a pink loofah sitting there. "use me" it whispered to him. Tim felt himself half asleep, half in a trance reach out and grab it. He then reached down and grabbed the pretty pink bottle of body wash. "You'll be so soft and silky when you use this Timmy.. You'll be like sooo soft and sexy" Tim lathered up the loofah and was lathering his body again hearing the purrs of the vixen. Tim snapped out of his half asleep trance and dropped the pink loofah. "What the Fuck? What am I doing? Tim rinsed off and made a note to run to the store and buy some man soap and some regular shampoo. He stepped out of the tub as soon as he was rinsed off and sighed in defeat as he forgot to bring a towel in with him. His skin was tingling all over and he wanted to get this junk off his skin as quickly as possible. He grabbed a pink towel and started to rub his skin down. The towel felt so soft and smooth against his skin and Tim felt his heart sink as he noticed not only was his skin now incredibly soft, silky and sensitive, but now free of hair. "Unfucking believable." Tim wrapped the pink towel around him and was glad it was at least winter time so no one would notice his soft hairless body and he would have time to grow the hair back before the warmer weather. Tim went into his room and put on a pair of boxers and went to adjust himself and noticed that his dick felt incredibly soft and smooth now that it was free from hair, but more disturbingly, it felt smaller. Tim figured it must be in shock from the chemicals in the soap. Tim continued to get dressed and made his way out to the store. It was already almost 3:00 and the sun would be setting soon. Tim took the buss into town, feeling his skin itch and bother him the entire time squirming in his clothing. He ran in, grabbed a late lunch and picked up some appropriate bathroom supplies. Tim got home just in time for dinner. As usual Cassie cooked and Tim came into the house to find it smelling delicious. He saw Cassie cutting bread at the counter. She was wearing a pink and white dress, white tights, and pink slippers. Her hair in pig tails she looked like something out of a children's cook. She smiled at him "Hi Timmy. You've been gone like all day! Where ya been?" Tim was absently scratching at his chest as he took his plate and sat down somewhat irritable. "I was at the store getting some regular soap and shampoo. Did I miss something while I was out? Are there like 10 girls that live here now?" Cassie actually stopped to consider Tim's question which only annoyed him further. "Noooooo" she answered slowly. "Then why the fuck are there 10 different bottles in the shower Cass?? Holy shit how much soap could you possibly need?" Cass giggled "Haven't you ever visited a girls house before? Girls like need that stuff to be soft and silky Timmy. You should try some of it. Maybe it'll soften you up. Tim felt his face flush and hoped that Cassie wouldn't notice or piece together that he was now hairless from her doing exactly what she had suggested. Irritated Tim finished his dinner quickly and stomped upstairs. What a shitty day this had turned out to be. Tim got upstairs and threw his bag of supplies on his bed before plopping into his game chair and starting up his PS3. Tim figured that he was most likely going to spend his entire vacation like this as all his friend lived far away and he didn't have a car. Again the night passed quickly and Tim noticed the time as he got up to go to the bathroom. Tim pulled down his PJ pants that he bought to wear around the house and again noticed that not only was his dick now super sensitive, but again, seemed smaller yet. Tim grumbled irritably thinking he might have to see a doctor about this when he also noticed that his ass seemed to be sensitive as well. It actually seemed to be a little puffy. Tim went back into his room and noticed at it was about 11:00. He took his PJ pants off because it seemed like everything that touched his skin caused it to itch like crazy. he could only find peace when he was naked. In fact, he often found himself caressing his smooth legs, or chest during load times in his games. He glanced around his room and figured he had spent enough time living like a pig and that he might as well try to get things cleaned up and straightened. He started to unpack his suitcase and opened the closet to hang his nice holiday clothes when something fell from the top shelf on top of him. Whatever it was, it was large and it unfolded and he found himself completely covered in it. His initial surprise wore off rapidly as his entire body started to tingle pleasantly. he pulled the item off his head and realized it was a set of his sisters old satin sheets. Bright pink of course. Tim pressed them against his chest to fold them up again but was again rewarded with such soft gentle pleasant tingles from his skin that he realized that this was the only thing his skin had touched all day that didn't set it off or make him itch. The voice came to him again. "You should sleep on them.. They are like sooooo soft and soooo pretty Timmy!" Tim shook his head and snapped out of his trance and decided there was no way in hell he was going to sleep in a pretty pink bed. Tim finished putting his dress clothes away and figured he should just go to bed. The stress of being at home was clearly having a psychological impact on him. Tim laid in bed and tried to fall asleep, but whenever his skin touched the rough cotton sheets, it burned and itched. Tim scratched until he was almost raw and bleeding and finally decided he would take a sleeping pill, that it was all in his head. Tim awoke the next morning feeling wonderful. He felt groggy and again heard the imaginary vixen purring in his ear about how pleased she was with him. He was coming along nicely. Time reached down to scratch himself and almost jumped when he felt something silky wrapped around his dick. He sat up and blinked at what he saw. Not only was he wearing the silk panties again, but he was also laying in a pink pet. Tim reached down and felt the panties and noticed that they were somehow completely clean but again heard the vixen urging him to be naughty. He initially shoved the thoughts from his mind trying to remember how the hell these sheets got on the bed, but soon found himself getting sleepy again. He felt something caressing his dick and reached down to feel the inviting soft pink panties. "Play with us" they seemed to whisper in his sleepy state. "We are soo cute.. and soo soft.. Play with us.. We need your dick." Tim found his hand moving up and down in the same rhythm that the panties seemed to be caressing him too and before long found himself making another mess in the panties. Tim gasped as his orgasm ended. It seemed so much longer and more intense, his dick so much more sensitive now without all that nasty hair getting in the way. Tim climbed out of bed, and again hid the panties under his bed, noticing that the pair from yesterday was still there. Tim felt somewhat confused but more irritated at this strangeness of what was going on. Tim yawned and stretched and put his bathrobe on and made his way to the bathroom. He grumbled when he got there as the cotton bathrobe immediately irritated his skin and it was all he could do to not take it off as he walked down the hallway. Cassie was in her room talking to one of her bimbo friends. Tim hopped into the shower and got lost in the bliss of the hot steamy water. His skin felt wonderful in the shower, and he felt himself getting lost in his head thinking about the events of the last few days. He closed his eyes and imagined the vixen that had been in his head the last few days. He imagined her dominating him into submission and he found that he liked the thought. He reached down and started to lather himself up while imaging what she looked it. if she would have blonde hair, red head? Maybe a raven haired vixen. Of course she would be full figured. Tim stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around him. "What would she wear? Something tight and sexy. Maybe a corset and some knee high boots. Tim walked out of the bathroom and made his way to his room. She would do such dirty things to him and he would love it. He was putting a mental picture of her together in his head when suddenly a loud knock came at his door. Tim jumped as he was suddenly brought back to reality and noticed that his head felt funny. he reached up and felt a pink towel wrapped around his head like he had seen his sister do? "Umm.. Timmy, did you like, take my robe? I kinda need it to take a shower, Duuuh." Tim suddenly glanced down and was shocked to see himself wearing his sisters pink silk robe. He tore it off him along with the pink towel around his head and quickly threw on a pair of boxer shorts before opening the door and handing it to her. "Thanks Timmy. I didn't know you wanted one or I would have got you one for your birthday" she said while winking at me. "Ooo" she said after a moment of thought." Maybe I'll get you one for Christmas so that way you won't need to take mine anymore." she said with a giggle before skipping off to her room. Tim sat down on his satin bed and sighed. His ass still felt puffy, and his boxers felt funny too. the waist seemed to be baggy while the hips and ass were incredibly tight from the swelling. His ass started to itch and he gave up before taking them off and laying on his bed naked. He felt so confused. Why was he acting so strangely? Why these strange thoughts, and this imaginary vixen? Tim decided that maybe it was best if he just spent the day in bed and rest. maybe that would help the allergic reaction he was having, besides, it wasn't like he could wear clothing right now anyways. Tim climbed back into bed naked and noticed that the shower supplies he had purchased yesterday were still in the bag. Tim looked at them confused and tried to think back to this morning. he felt his skin and realized he must have made the same mistake twice. His body completely hairless and now even softer and silkier. Tim sighed hating himself. After laying about for a few hours Tim decided to continue to put his clothes away and organize his room. He had brought several suitcases home and tons of laundry. The laundry was pretty under control but the suitcase stuff should probably be put away. Tim opened the second drawer of the dresser and dumped his socks into it and then turned and accidentally knocked his watch into the drawer. Tim reached in dug around trying to find it however his hand brushed up against something foreign.. He grabbed it and pulled it out and grumbled as he fished out a pair of white tights. "Seriously? Did she take Anything with her?" Tim grumbled and opened the next drawer and looked before he put his shirts in there to see a pink bra in there. the next drawer had a pink and white stripped skirt. He checked the closet and found behind his dress clothes a white T-shirt with pink capped sleeves that had "Total Valley Girl" written across the front in pink cursive writing. Tim remembered buying this for her last year as a joke. He always wondered if she had worn it. The shirt felt so soft in his hands. it must be some kind of special fabric. it wasn't like his t-shirts at all. Tim put it all on the bed, intending to return it to his sister later on if his skin stopped freaking out. Tim fired up his computer, and decided to try and work on a web site he had been trying to develop but after several hours of shifting code around, found that he just couldn't seem to get his brain to function. He kept dwelling on his soft skin, and the vixen's soft seducing voice. Every once in a while he would hear Cassie's pop music, turn on and off, or hear her talking on the phone. At one point, he found himself actually singing along with one of the songs as he typed. Tim eventually decided to try and take a nap. He shoved the clothes over and started to drift off. he thought of his beautiful vixen as he was falling asleep hoping to have dreams about her. He saw her standing before him, dressed in a pink latex cat suit with high heeled boots, gloves and a corset. She held a collar in her hand. "Wear it for me Timmy. I totally want you to be like my pretty little pet." Tim was so turned on. he tried to move in the dream but found that he just couldn't. It was like he was held in place by her will. She smiled at his efforts. You will look so hot in this collar Timmy. look at it. isn't this what you want?" Tim looked up at the collar and noticed it was a pink leather collar with a pink and white striped leash attached to it. It said "Pretty Princess" on the front engraved on a silver plate, and had a pink and white striped leash leading to the vixens other hand. "Timmy, Be my little princess. Be my pretty little pet and obey me." Tim couldn't help but nod slowly. He watched as she smiled and bent over. He could see her large breasts as they came so close to my face, encased in the tight pink latex and felt something tighten around his neck. She grinned at him with a satisfied grin and took out a lock from the bosom of her corset and again reached down. He felt her luscious lips meet his in a passionate kiss when suddenly a CLICK woke him up. Tim sat up startled and incredibly turned on. He glanced down and noticed that he was again wearing yet another pair of pink silk panties, but that his dick barely stretched them out any further. His head was spinning from the strange dream and he initially was going to brush it to the back of his mind when he suddenly heard something jingle. His heart raced as he reached up and felt what he had feared the most. He ran to the mirror in his room, and noticed that his hair was lighter and longer. His face seemed softer, his skin fairer, and most importantly, a pink leather collar around his neck. he reached around to try and remove it and just as he expected, a small padlock locked it securely to his neck. He thought how difficult it was going to be to get to home depot to buy something to cut this collar off when he heard the voice again. this time instead of it being a soft imagined thought, it was clear and resounding. Tim turned startled to see her standing in the bedroom with him. She grinned at his shock. "Kneel my little pet." Tim immediately obeyed without even thinking he found himself kneeling on the carpet. "You've finally given yourself to me pet. I bet you're wondering what is going on or if this is some kind of dream. Well, you see, your sister has powerful connections to powerful people. All she ever wanted was to be close to you, and while we've worked to bring you two together, you were just too damned stubborn. So we've decided to give her a present a little earlier. She's always wanted a sister, and the witches have decided to grant her wish. I've been summoned to lay little traps for you Timmy, and you've fallen into all of them just as planned. Tim tried to move or to speak but found his body simply would not respond to his commands. She stood him up and directed him to sit on the bed. She then reached down and gently fondled his shrinking dick through the pink panties "The panty curse is working wonders. Won't be another night or two before you're all girl from the waist down. Those enchanted soaps have given you such beautiful skin and hair.. My goodness you really are going to be quite pretty. Just a few more pieces before the transformation is complete. She reached over and handed Tim the pair of tights. "Wear them my pet and see what happens." Tim wanted to resist, he wanted to scream no, and for just a moment he thought he could resist her. His body started to move, but then under his screaming protests, it hesitated for just a moment. "I can see you are trying to resist. I hope you do sweety. The harder you resist, the more your mind gets tangled up in my spell. You are going to be a pretty little valley girl princess just like your sister. Burn all those mental resources on resisting my magic, it'll make it that much easier to conquer your mind and suck away all that precious intelligence you value so highly." Tim's heart sank as he watched his hands ball up the tights and pull them up one leg and then the other. He wanted to cry as he noticed that he had to tug the tights out to fit over his expanding hips and ass. The tights snapped into place and immediately began to squeeze his feet into small cuter feet with stubby little toes. His legs felt longer and curvier as pushes and pulls and tingles ran from the waist down. he felt himself aroused but noticed that there was nothing pushing the tights out. He also noticed now that his hips and ass seemed huge in comparison to his shrinking waist. "Now the bra pretty girl." Tim obediently reached out and grabbed the bra. He started to put it on but then he couldn't help but try to stop himself. He was able to get his body to stop, but then kinda like forgot what he was doing and continued to put the totally cute bra on. He knew he loved this bra because it was wicked cute with all the pretty pink lace. He watched with a confused Mixture of pleasure and horror as his nipples came in contact with the cups and immediately became pert and erect and started to swell. bigger and bigger before eventually fat started to form under them and push them further into the cup. Once his budding breasts made contact with the satiny cup they moved faster and faster until his large D cup breasts pushed the bra to its limit. Tim felt his face smile at he was like totally excited to have breasts as big as Cassie's. At least she wouldn't get ALL the attention. He heard the vixen giggle as she watched his breasts expand. "My, what a curvy girl you are Lindsey." Tim tried speak to correct her, to wonder who Lindsey was, but as he thought about it, the more he realized he was just like being a total blonde, and forgetting his own name again! Like Duh, I'm Lindsey! The vixen reached over and picked up the shirt and handed it to Lindsey. "Don't forget your pretty shirt valley girl. "Lindsey found she was able to speak again. "Ohmygawd It's totally my favorite! Thank you Miss vixen!" Lindsey grabbed the shirt and pulled it over her head. Her hair grew out long and blonde as the shirt passed it and reached passed her shoulders. The shirt was stretched tight over her breasts, and squeezed her shoulders and arms down to smaller sizes. Her hands shrunk and her fingernails of course turned pink. They were ALWAYS pink! Lindsey then picked up the skirt and pulled it up over her already wide hips. The skirt tingled and tickled her skin through the white tights and pushed her waist in and pulled her hips and butt out even more!! Lindsey giggled as she twirled in her pretty outfit. She loved to dress up so girly girl and loved how curvy her body was. She glanced in the full length mirror and turned sideways to admire her big bubble ass that she loved so much. Her cute curvy legs sticking out from the knee length flowy skirt, of course looking wicked cute in their pretty tights and her cute little feet wiggling in her tights. Lindsey walked over to her dresser which had become white and had a full makeup mirror on it, and instinctively began to put on makeup. Foundation and powder eye liner, and lip liner. Her lips swelled to perfect pink cupid's bow, and her cheeks rounded out while her nose turned upwards and got small. Her eyelashes grew out as she applied mascara and her scent permanently changed as she spritzed herself "pink princess perfume." She ran a brush through her long blonde hair and put a cute pink flower in it which caused her hair to become styled almost identical to her sisters. Lindsey seemed to have completely forgotten about the latex clad vixen in her room as she continued to pamper herself. The vixen watched with a broad smile knowing that poor Timmy was now buried under all this pink girlyness and could think of no greater hell for him to be in. The vixen leaned forward and released the leash from the collar, thus releasing her ties to her mark. As she unclipped the leash she softly whispered "Goodbye Timmy" and a pink gem appeared to dot the i in "Pretty Princess." Tim suddenly felt disoriented and suddenly he found he could think more freely, and was more aware of himself. he felt like the curse had been released from him, but everything looked pink, and he couldn't close his eyes, in fact, he didn't have a body. he felt like he was some kind of spirit and when he looked ahead he saw what used to be his body, but now what looked like Cassie's sister standing in front of a mirror primping herself. She was wearing a collar with a pink gem inside it and Tim suddenly realized that he was trapped in the collar. He heard the vixen softly whisper into his ears just as she faded "Cassie's getting her wish this year Tim, too bad we had to put you away to give it to her. You will always hear Lindsey's thoughts, but never be able to influence her with your negativity. She will love her little sister and be a role model to her, and you will stay trapped in that collar and watch the life you should have given your sister. Goodbye Timmy." Tim tried to scream as he watched Lindsey step into a pair of pink slippers and turn around. He noticed that his room had changed in a flash and that it was now almost an identical match to Cassie's room. Lindsey walked up to the closet and opened it and Tim cried as he saw all his clothes gone and replaced by nothing but dresses and skirts. He knew that his dresser was probably full of tights and cutesy socks just like Cassie's. Lindsey pulled a pink and white sweater off a hanger and put it on before meeting Cassie downstairs. Tim tried to scream to Cassie to get her to release him from the spell, but it was like he had never existed. Cassie was so excited her older sister had come home from salon school to spend winter break with her Tim didn't think she'd care even if she did know. Maybe if he had just been a little nicer to her...