"Let's get something nice and good looking, it's the first day of school and you should always look nice." Amanda said.
"Alright, I'll let you choose." Jessica said. "It's not like I can decide anyway, you can change her however you want."
"Can I wear something short? Like a dress or something." I asked.
"I don't want you revealing yourself young lady, you're still only 12." Amanda said.
"Nuh-uh, I'm almost thirteen." I said.
"Fine, how about a compromise?" Amanda said, snapping her fingers.
Immediately I changed clothes without doing anything. I could feel my training bra wrapped around my top, but I was in the dress I asked for. It was black, sort of thick but fairly short. But instead of normal panties I had a solid pair of white tights. Their thinness made the air sift along my legs and felt cool to the touch.
"Aw man, tights? C'mon Amanda." I moaned.
"Hey, if you're good I'll let you wear a teensey little bit of lipstick, ok?"
"Oh ok." I say. Amanda digs out a tube from her bag and bends down to me. I puff out my lips as she strokes a small dab of the pasty red goo on my face. I pucker a few times, because for some reason I was under the impression that it would help. "How do I look?" I gladly say, posing for them.
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