Into Alexis's Wardrobe

The door pushed open, prompting Bella to pick up her head. She knew who to expect by name but not by appearance. The woman that walked through the door commanded attention and respect. She walked upright, carrying herself like a woman in charge. She was wearing a black and purple dress that hung around her shoulders almost like a shaul. Her sharp eye makeup was striking, and turned her green eyes into spears to pierce the soul. A lesser person might have been intimidated by her, but Bella dealt with all kinds and regarded her with mere curiosity.

“You must be… Alexis, right?” Bella asked as the woman crossed the threshold.

“Indeed,” she responded, her smile disarming but mysterious, almost like she knew some damning secret that gave her all the power in the world. “I’m down for three transformations.”

Alexis continued through the door, followed by three people, each of them looking disheveled and beaten down. The first was a man, short and bald, sporting a patchy beard. The next was another man, tall and lanky, with long hair falling down his shoulders. The last was a woman with appealing, muscular curves. If it weren’t for her defeated expression, she herself would have struck quite the figure.

Each of them was wearing non-descript, plain grey, non-hooded sweatshirts. The men both wore plain gym shorts, while the woman wore a pair of worn black leggings that weren’t quite the right size, hanging loosely in places. They were all groomed like they were getting ready to workout at home, without any attention paid to makeup or hair styling.

“And you have all the paperwork?” Bella asked, almost bored. This was her final appointment of the day and she had no desire to drag this out.

“Swimsuit, give the lady her papers,” Alexis barked at the woman, who looked back at her with a confused expression.

“But mistress, I was to be your dress…” Swimsuit responded, her voice quiet and afraid.

“Are you saying I’m… wrong?” Alexis turned to face her, emphasizing her final word as if she truly didn’t believe it.

“S-Sorry, mistress,” the woman sputtered, clearly terrified. She even stepped back a few paces. “But our agreement… I was to be worn once, as your wedding dress…”

“Swimsuit, one more outburst from you and I have our lovely host turn you into a tampon and leave you in the truck stop bathroom,” Alexis responded, her voice never once raising above normal volume. She wasn’t threatening, just stating a fact.

The woman referred to as Swimsuit was in fact slated to become Alexis’ wedding dress. That was the agreement they made before coming to Bella. She was very straight, and the idea of being wrapped around Alexis so tightly disgusted and terrified her. But as a wedding dress, she would only have to endure for a single day, and not even a full day at that.

That much was acceptable, and would pay off what she owed Alexis. As a dress, she wouldn’t be able to enjoy that fact, but at least her family wouldn’t have to bear the debt. . 

“Yes… mistress,” Swimsuit’s voice was so low as to almost not be heard at all, her eyes dropping dejectedly to the ground. She knew that Alexis didn’t have to agree to anything at all, the contract they signed gave Alexis full control without a clause for negotiation. Agreeing to turn her into her dress was a courtesy, and apparently rescinded by being challenged in public.

“Swimsuit!” Alexis barked. “Paperwork!”

The woman nearly leapt out of her skin and she stumbled forward, handing off the folder she was holding toward Bella. In the despair of the moment, she had forgotten the request made of her.

“Everything’s above board, right?” Bella accepted the folder without looking at the woman referred to as Swimsuit. “If there is even a possibility of legal trouble for me, then I’m out.”

“Yes, these three are indentured to me,” Alexis waved it off casually. “They’ve volunteered for this to wipe out their debts to me. You see, these three are becoming clothing for my upcoming wedding. This one,” she pointed to the bald man, “is becoming my wedding dress…” He seemed to heave a sigh of relief when Alexis spoke, “the tall one is becoming my wedding night lingerie, and this worthless bitch is going to be my new swimsuit. We are taking a tropical honeymoon!”

“Yeah, yeah, sure,” Bella said, honestly not really caring much about what Alexis was saying. Instead, her attention was on the documents in front of her. Everything was in order, meticulously filled out to perfect. “Yup, everything looks good.”

“Good!” Alexis responded. “Shall we proceed then? I’m sure you’ve had a long day.”

“Yes, yes,” Bella agreed. “In my line of work, there are a lot of I’s to dot and T’s to cross. And you opted for permanent transformation, right?”

“That’s correct, yes,” Alexis responded. “They owe me quite the sizable debt.”

The three of Alexis’ subs shifted uncomfortably, the awkward humiliation of their fate being casually discussed starting to weigh on them. Lingerie just wanted this to be over with already, figuring that actually being clothing would be better than the demeaning treatment he had so far. Dress wasn’t terribly concerned with what was happening, his life was in such shambles that being a lovely wedding dress would probably be an improvement. Poor Swimsuit, on the other hand, was freaking out, dreading and hating the prospect of what was going to happen to her.

“Alright, let’s get going, follow me please,” Bella stood and walked out from behind the counter and started to cross toward a  door on the side of the room. Alexis stepped back to allow her to pass, then followed slowly behind. Dress, Lingerie and Swimsuit shifted uncomfortably before filing in behind Alexis. Swimsuit eyed the door for a moment, considering making a run for it. She thought better of it, realizing the impact such a choice would have. Not only would she be caught and arrested for breach of contract, but her family would suffer the impact of her debt to Alexis.

Bella pushed the door open and stepped through, Alexis following closely, but casually, behind her. The room they entered was a circular, windowless space, the center of the floor featuring a golden, subtly glowing rune.

“Alright,” Bella said, crossing to the opposite side of the rune and turning to face her client and soon-to-be-clothing. Her voice was steady and even . “Who’s first?”

“Dress,” Alexis barked. “Get on up there, don’t keep the woman waiting.”

The bald man looked up with a disinterested expression, and stepped forward without hesitation. His demeanor was of a man going to buy groceries, not going to an irreversible fate. He stopped several paces from the rune, not knowing what exactly to do in the lack of instructions.

“Take off your clothes and step onto the rune please,” Bella sounded almost bored.

Dress looked between Bella and Alexis before he pulled his sweatshirt up over his head, laying it down on the floor next to him. Without pause, he took a hold of his gym shorts and pulled them down too, revealing a pair of white underwear, dirty and stained with age.

“Those too, everything off,” Bella continued.

The man looked at her for a moment, but without further prompting he took a hold of his underwear waist and pulled it down too. Bella and Alexis looked at his equipment with interest, impressed at the size of what they saw.

“Shame…” Bella whispered in a barely audible tone.

Once his underwear was added to the pile of his clothing, Dress stepped forward, his bare feet crossing over the rune until he stood in the center. Bella raised the folder of paperwork and looked over it, finding the form Alexis filled out for her new Dress.

“Alright, looks pretty standard, white strapless dress… And you wanted his aura visible?” Bella asked, looking up to her client.

“Yes please,” she responded with a smile. “I want everyone to know that my beautiful wedding dress was once a worthless man who signed himself over to my service.”

“Alright, easy enough,” Bella put the paperwork down on a nearby table and started to invoke the spell, causing the room to start to glow. The air shimmered around the man, and his body started to shift and change. His skin lost what little color it had, becoming pure white as he lost mass, falling to the ground in a heap of white cloth. He continued to change, taking on the shape of a formal wedding dress, tight fitting, strapless and with a long skirt.

“Done,” Bella said once he stopped shifting. “Take a look before we move on to the next one. I can adjust the look or fit if you need, but once you leave, that offer is off the table.”

Alexis had been smiling since the transformation started, and stepped forward at Bella’s words. Lingerie and Swimsuit watched the process in horror, leaving the woman on the verge of tears. Her expression was wrinkled, and her eyes moistened, the tears barely contained.

In the center of the room, Alexis knelt down and took a hold of her wedding dress, lifting it up in front of her as she stood. She couldn’t help but smile as she admired Bella’s work.

“You came highly recommended,” Alexis address the witch, her eyes still scanning her dress. “Your work really is impeccable! And he’s still in there, right?”

“Yes,” Bella responded, picking up the paperwork and flipping through it. “He can still see, feel, smell, taste, all of it. Any part that is removed from the main body will become truly inanimate, but his consciousness will remain in the larger remnant. If you’re happy with that, can we move on?”

“Yes, it looks great! Just like I imagined!” Alexis raved. Inspecting the garment, Alexis found her name embroidered on the inside of the top hem, where the tag would normally appear. Smiling to herself, she draped it over her arm and stepped back toward the wall, turning her attention back to the center of the room. Lingerie and Swimsuit watched with apprehension.

“Lingerie, you’re up, let’s go, I have to pick up my dry cleaning on the way home,” Bella said with a sigh, clearly annoyed at being made to wait.

Lingerie’s eyes darted around, surprised at being singled out. He took a hesitant step forward toward the rune, already knowing what was about to happen.

“Get up there, you know what to do by now!” Alexis barked. “Don’t make her wait for you!”

Lingerie was stirred by his mistress’s words. He stumbled forward and started to strip out of his clothes. Unlike Dress before him, he did not strike an impressive figure once naked. He was tall and lanky, and wasn’t well-endowed between his thighs.

“Lingerie huh? This will probably be as close to a good pair of lingerie he would ever get…” Bella trailed off, looking over the paperwork, getting his new form in her mind’s eye. Lingerie covered himself with his hands, withering under the judgemental glare of the witch.

“And no aura on this one?” Bella asked.

“No, when my partner sees me in my lingerie, I want them thinking of only me, not the poor soul trapped inside…” Alexis glared at him with a smile.

Without further delay, Bella invoked her magic again, and again, the poor soul in the center of the rune started to shift and change. But in this case his body started to pull apart, almost into ribbons. Just like before, he fell to the ground in a mess of white cloth, eventually taking on the form of a full set of bridal lingerie, connected with ribbons designed to wrap around Alexis’ body. There was a sexy, push-up bra, a white lacy thong, and pantyhose, all connected together with lacy ribbons.

“Perfect!” Alexis exclaimed, moving forward to collect up the fabric.

Again, Swimsuit was beside herself, tears running freely down her face. She tried her best to hold it in, but that proved impossible. Alexis turned to her and she broke down. Swimsuit fell to her knees, sobbing uncontrollably.

“Please, I can’t be your swimsuit!” she wailed between sobs.

Alexis stared her down, crossing her arms over her chest, her disappointment and annoyance with the other woman clear on her face. She took a step forward as the other woman prostrated herself fully onto the floor, completely incapable of making any sound other than crying.

“Oh for fuck’s sake,” Bella hissed under her breath. She waved her hand toward the woman and in a purple energy swept over her, seeming to burn her clothes off, but leaving her skin unaffected.

Swimsuit gave a cry and lurched back in surprise, throwing her naked body onto her ass in the process. She only barely managed to catch herself with her hands.

“I like your style,” Alexis complimented Bella, who shrugged in response.

“Like I said, I have things to do tonight,” the witch responded. “She will have to get herself into the rune though, that part has to be voluntary.”

“Get up, and get into the center of the room,” Alexis said coldly but without raising her voice. “Unless you want me to increase your debt and add every person you ever talked to to my wardrobe…”

Swimsuit whimpered at Alexis’s words, not doubting her for a second. She slowly got to her feet and walked over to the rune, stopping just to the side. Her eyes darted between Alexis and Bella for a moment, but saw no sympathy. Finally, she stepped onto it.

“I definitely want the aura on her. And make sure to heighten her senses too, as a punishment for being such a pain in the ass,” Alexis instructed, staring at Swimsuit with an evil glare.

Swimsuit whimpered, but didn’t move, keeping her head down and her body covered with her arms.

“Happily,” Bella said and started her magic.

Swimsuit’s body turned pale, just like the other two. And just like them before her, she fell into a heap of white cloth, her body changing into a white halter top, one-piece swimsuit. Alexis sauntered over and lifted her up.

“Fucking beautiful. I’ll be wearing her every day for my honeymoon, and probably many other times besides.”

“Sure, sure, so are you paying with check… or card…?” Bella interjected, crossing back to the reception area.

“Oh yes, of course,” Alexis apologetically, following after her. “I don’t mean to keep you later than necessary.”

A moment later, Alexis was walking back out to her car, her human clothes folded up neatly in a paper bag, ready to start their new lives, their mistress and owner now completely ready for her wedding.