You write in your new addition to the book. A little underwhelmed when there are no immediate fireworks, or displays of magic.
Heading to your dresser, you open the drawers one by one. Your pulse quickens as you imagine the effect of wearing such a daring item... Would your changes be slow and relentless, or instantaneous? Might you put it... or them on by accident and discover them that way.
A stray chuckle escapes as you feel like you're in the middle of a minefield. One move and Bam!, you're a woman. A frown creases your brow as you wonder what type of woman you'd make. Young and sexy, or anonymously modest. It's a thrill to consider how vast the canvas of bodies you might end up wearing.
Would they even transform you into the same woman each time? You have to sit down, as your head spins dizzyingly with the possibilities. Lowering your head between, your legs until the world stops spinning, it's a nervous giggle that escapes, as you glance at the blank book, your words there in black and white.
Trying again, your legs quake uncertainly, as you approach the dresser once more...
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