"Damn it, Zoe" I raged, as a sharp prick brought me back to consciousness. Zoe had pierced my ears. Again. Plus i felt a strange pressure on my torso, but I didn't need to look to know what it was. Zoe, while I had been out, had stripped off my clothes, and forced me into the shapewear. While my crotch and area around it was undenyingly feminine, my torso was still normal. Meaning while I could fit into Zoe's clothes, it was not a good fit. "What do you think you're doing?" I snapped, outraged.
"Can't leave just one side done, my dear big sister" Zoe said.
"You took off my clothes. Do you have any idea..." I snapped as I opened my eyes. Zoe was standing at the end of her bed, smiling. She was obviously pleased with herself.
"Relax, girl. You don't have anything I don't have" Zoe said. "Besides, we're sisters."
"Get this though your head, I'm.." I started to rant, but as I regained consciousness, I realized the squeezing of the shapewear wasn't the only weird sensation I felt. The top of my torso felt heavier. "You didn't." I moaned, fearing that she had given me breasts. Either though the stone or her own, undisplayed magic. Quickly, I glanced down, and saw that I had two pale, small mounds sticking out, pushed up from one of Zoe's black gothic dresses. My legs were encased in tights, and knee high boots, but I didn't care about my goth makeover. I was more concerned, and outraged, by the breasts. "Zoe!"
"Relax, Annie. I wouldn't be that mean to you. They're fake" Zoe said, smiling.
"Fake?" I spat out. They didn't fell fake to me. How could I not notice the weight the second I woke up?
"Yeah, they're mine. My present to you."
"Oh thank you very much" I said sarcastically. "Zoe, you have had your 'fun'. Turn me back."
"Not yet. I'm getting hungry" Zoe said.
"Have you lost your mind? I'm not going outside, dressed like this" I snapped angrily, as I glared at one of my 'breasts'. My own talons told me it was fake, as Zoe had said, but I could not see when it ended and my real skin began. Worse, she seemed to stuck them onto me somehow.
"Did you glue these.. things to me, or is it magic?" I growled.
"I don't know how to tell you this..." Zoe began, instantly causing my heart to sink. "But I don't think my witch wish worked."
I instantly felt some relief. Relief at the fact it wasn't something worse, but also relief that Zoe was unable to use magic to torment me. She seemed more than eager about the whole sister thing. "Knock it off. Do you have any idea..."
"Sorry. I know I must had scared you just then" Zoe said, as she rushed me, and to my surprise, gave me a sincere hug. "Anyway, I tried doing some spells while you was out. Levitate you, morph your panties into something more suitable. That sort of thing. Didn't work. Went outside and tried a stick. Failure. I was even desperate enough to try our cousin's toy wand..."
Despite everything, I couldn't help but giggle at that. The sight of Zoe using our six year old cousin's toy fairy wand, though my mirth was instantly cut short as I remembered that I was dressed exactly like Zoe. A Zoe that was eager to drag me to the mall. I took a step to the door, but I was not used to moving in my dress or especially, my new heeled boots. Zoe easily overpowered me.
"Stop stalling, Anna" Zoe said in an unusually cheerful voice, as she grabbed my left hand and effortlessly, pulled me outside. "You'll be fine once we're at the mall. Who knows? You might even enjoy yourself, my pretty sister."
I doubted that...
