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Magic Dress By Maria Donner
Carl had always been a crossdresser and into bondage - as far back as he
could recall. He had probably started attwelve. Now he was twenty-seven.
Once in a while he dated some girls, but he never mentioned his deepest
secrets. So few girls accepted fetishes, and fewer were interested
themselves. So over time his bondage experiments turned into self-
bondage. He accessed the quite a lot for new ideas, to obtain clothes and
other stuff.
Some March day he stumbled over an ad for a 'Magic Dress'. He thought,
"What the *!@* is that all about?" He clicked on the ad to see the
contents of the 'offer'.
Clothes: Dress, garter belt and one pair of stockings, one pair of
panties and one hood. "Is the hood supposed to be some sort of clothes?"
Restraints: Hand- and ankle-cuffs, arm-binder, crotch sealer. "What the
*!@* is a crotch sealer? Is that some sort of chastity belt?"
Accessories: Vibrator, slave collar, user manual.
Carl looked for a price but did not find one. So he clicked the BUY
button and went to the sale page. 120 dollars? Plus some for postage.
That was cheap. Probably some crap - but so what? He could afford to
sample this. He HAD tried some before. He fetched his credit card and
went through the formalities. It took almost a full week before the
packet arrived. Just as well. He picked it up Thursday after work. He
wanted to open it today - but no. Better to have a full week-end to
appreciate his acquisitions.
When he came home from work Friday, he opened the parcel in his bedroom.
At the top was the collar, the vibrator and the user manual. At once he
threw the vibrator far away on his huge bed. He might be into kinky
stuff, but not that kinky. He inspected the slave collar. It seemed to be
one unbroken ring without keyhole or locking mechanism. What was that all
about? He threw that over to the vibrator. He could see no way to use
that.
Under a small piece of cardboard came the next items. Hand- and ankle-
cuffs. Good! Those would be worth the price if the rest proved to be
worthless. He tried the accompanying key, and it worked on both sets of
cuffs. Good! The arm-binder would require a helper, so he threw it over
to the vibrator as well.
Next level. A pair of black nylons. Good! It was always good to get new
stuff. The garter belt was not much talking about, but - well - he could
use it. The panties were not much either. The dress was pure black,
simple - but also somewhat elegant. He was about to add the hood to the
'garbage' pile, but then he thought that he just might have fun with it.
He could see that it could be tied around the neck. It also had holes for
breathing. Good. He had always been cautious in his play.
After supper he put on his usual maid costume and did the dishes. It was
a pity that he did not have a mistress to order him around. He thought
about doing other chores, but then again - the new stuff was calling out
for him. So he went back to the bedroom and undressed completely.
He had a brief look at the user manual. 'These are magical items - and
they respond to your command if you say: I request - followed by the name
of the item.'
"What? Are they crazy?" Carl almost threw the user manual over to the
rest of the garbage. He proceeded to pick up the garter belt and put it
on. He had the strangest feeling that his hips widened in order to
welcome the garters. Rubbish!
Then the stockings. They fit perfectly. He went over to his full size
mirror to admire himself. He knew about his hard-on, but he wanted to see
himself in his new finery. Funny really. In the mirror his hips seemed
wider as well.
Then he laughed. Magic? What nonsense! "Well. I just might try it out. I
request all the clothes." He said it clearly - and at once the light went
out. Not that he noticed, because he cringed. The pain was terrible. He
felt being twisted and squeezed. He untied the knot of the hood and
pulled it off. He welcomed back the light. The pain was also easing. He
looked at himself in the mirror. What was that? He seemed shorter. His
hair was longer, His lips were fuller. Whatever stubble that he had on
his chin was gone - completely. He seemed to fill his dress in a perfect
way. Cautiously he felt himself. He had breasts! Down. His dick was gone.
Time to look at the user manual.
Under 'CLOTHES' he saw: 'The clothes will form your figure. When you are
wearing the hood, you may think of the perfect girl face and figure.
Think of the specific age you want to be.' It said nothing about
returning to his original form. On the other hand - maybe this was what
he wanted all along? He considered. Then he laughed. All in all he seemed
to have little choice now.
He accessed the Net and looked up pictures of three actresses whose
figures he liked. They all seemed natural blondes, and if he HAD to be a
woman, he would prefer to be blond as well. "I request all the clothes."
The light went out, and the pains returned, but now he was prepared. He
remembered the three pictures and tried to switch from one to the other
very fast. He also kept the number 19 fixed in his mind. After some time
the pains eased, so he pulled off the hood. "Wow." He was looking just
like his dream girl. He could never have a hard-on anymore, but he could
still feel that he was excited. He? No - he was a she now. What should he
call himself? Claire? Yes. That would do. Carl was out.
"I request the ankle-cuffs."
After a short while she added, "I request the hand-cuffs."
She lifted her dress and started caressing herself. No. "I request the
vibrator - low setting."
At once she felt it inside herself. This was good. She started to adjust
it, but thought better of it. "I request the crotch sealer." She felt at
once that the vibrator was now held in place by the sealer. So that was
the whole idea about a crotch sealer?
"I request the slave collar." Claire could feel the heavy metal collar.
Fortunately it was not too restricting. It made her even more excited.
She was a slave now. "Wow."
She was on fire now.
"I request the vibrator - medium setting." At once the thing hit her. She
could feel the pleasure coming full swing now. She was on the bed now,
moaning and writhing. She reached for the sealer and stopped the move
before it was begun. She should be helpless. She wanted to experience
this to the fullest. "Oh. I request the arm-binder."
It took Claire some seconds to realize that her hands were now locked
behind her back! And she was still wearing the hand-cuffs. Not that she
thought of it. She was going uuuuup and up. She came explosively - at
least five times.
She felt that she had almost fainted. Now she wanted to get free. "I
request the vibrator, low setting." Nothing happened. It was still on its
medium setting.
"I request the vibrator out." Nothing happened.
"Oh, no. I request all the clothes off."
Claire had failed to realize that the magic items would only increase by
command - not decrease. So the hood was on again.
"Fuck. How am I going to get out of this?" She realized that with the
arm-binder on she could not free her hands. That she could not see the
key that she would have to use to open the cuffs. And the vibrator was
still on. She felt that she was getting excited again.
The collar as well. How would she ever be able to get that thing off?
Then she realized that that was the least of her worries. She would never
get free. But so what? She was a slave girl. The collar! Her thoughts
kept returning to that. She was a slave. Slaves are a commodity. Slaves
could be sold.
"I request to be sold at an auction in Saudi Arabia."
She felt that the hood was lifted from her head. "What? Who are you?"
"I am the wizard who sells these toys. I will help you."
"Get me out of this, please."
"No, my dear. First you must have your second orgasm. Then I'll fulfill
your request."
"What? No!" Then she kept silent. Claire was on the rollercoaster again.
The second series of orgasms was just as good as the first. Then Claire
felt that every item of her purchase slipped away and back into the box.
Now she was completely naked. "Why are you putting those things back into
the box?"
"They are magic items and clean automatically. So I might as well sell
them a second time - or maybe the twenty-third in this case."
He admired her. "I think that you are very beautiful. I'll probably get a
decent price for you when I put you up for sale."
"What? You can't do that-"
"You requested it. Didn't you?"
"Yes. But ..." She had nothing to say.
"You are a slave girl, aren't you? Your collar claims that."
"Hey! You didn't remove my collar."
"Of course not, silly. A slave girl must wear a slave collar."
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