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"Remind me again why I'm doing this."
"It's simple, Alice. I need a dress for the ball. You weren't invited. And wrapped around me is the only way you're ever going to get a dance with a cute guy." replied Lucy.

I was still having doubts when I got the Box Of Tricks out. "Come on, give me another reason! You'll get to dance as well, so it's not like I'm getting anything special."
"Okay," said Lucy, "how about this. For three hours, I'm going to be inside you."
"Say it in a breathy voice!"
"What!? Oh okay." Lucy cleared her throat, and pushed her body up to mine. "I wanna be inside you, babe... How was that?"
But I was already a pile of fabric.

Now, you'd think being a dress all night would be boring. And, I guess, if you weren't being worn, it probably would be. But I had barely touched the floor when Lucy snatched me up. I had read her mind, so I knew what she was after. A black, sleeveless number that didn't leave a lot to the imagination. She stretched me over her ample chest, and I was glad she had decided not to wear a bra - I could feel every detail of her body. She tugged me down over her pert ass, and I had no choice but to cling to it.

Then she had to ruin it by pushing. She stretched her shoulders back, forcing her breasts out. I fit pretty snug to begin with, and this almost pushed me to breaking point. It felt like I was going to rip in two!
"STOP IT!" I shouted, or at least tried to.

The thought must have got through somehow. "Err... Sorry."
"Look," I thought to her. "wearing me seems to put a link between us. When I feel good, you do too. If you start shredding me, it's going to hurt both of us."
"Hmm..." started Lucy. "let's test this theory."

I panicked, thinking she was going to actually rip me. Instead, she pushed her hands all over the both of us, pushing me up against her sensitive spots. It felt way better than it should have, and from the extra surge of heat, I could tell she could feel it too.

"Look at the time!" cried Lucy, rushing to the door. With her inhibitions down, I could use her senses. Through her eyes I caught a glimpse of us in the mirror. We looked stunning.

The dance was a blast. I just brushed up against everyone else, and enjoyed the warmth emanating from Lucy as she exerted herself. The final slower dance was amazing, as I was pressed between her and this huge guy named Chad, who I'd never met before. I think Lucy had, though.
"That dress is amazing," he whispered to Lucy.
"Why, thank you!" I thought. This got a snort of laughter from my slightly tipsy wearer.
"Although," he continued, "it would look better on my bedroom floor."
"What?!" I panicked, "I'm supposed to lie around all night, while you two - French kiss or something?!"

But that slut was clearly ignoring me. "Okay, big boy!" she giggled.

So, I found myself in a heap on the floor, in a stranger's house. Not the best outcome of an evening, but I've had worse. I had the decency to let them finish, and fall asleep before I turned back; but this left me drained of energy, and really tired.

I used up the undo spell I had memorized, which is a bit tricky without hands. Nothing happened at first, but slowly my silk body drew up into a torso. It's pretty hard to focus a spell when your brain is made of fabric. I concentrated on getting my head back, which happened gradually, with a wave of hair sprouting from between my shoulder blades, followed by eyes, ears, a nose and a mouth. Eventually my neck appeared, and I looked down at the lump of skin and bone which made up my chest. I quickly realized what was missing, and my nipples sprouted, followed by a small but familiar amount of flesh.

I wasn't content with being a bust, though, and popped a pair of hands from my sides, which gradually extended on arms. I dragged myself upright, and brushed off the clothes Chad had worn not long ago. I looked up at the pair, still asleep on the bed, and started to plan my revenge. Of course, first I'd need to be able to move. My hips forced their way out of my chest, and I shivered as my vagina reformed. Once my legs had stretched out fully, I looked around the room for something to wear.

I quickly realised that I was the only item of women's clothing to have entered the room, and I didn't want to search the rest of the house naked and uninvited. There really was only one option...
"So, who wants to be on top?"

I waved my fingers, and Chad started to collapse. His arms and legs slid silently back inside himself, until he was completely quadriplegic. I resisted giving him a kiss as his head and crotch shrunk back up into his chest, which flattened out into a frilly black bra that was just my size. Lucy followed suit, quickly becoming immobile. Her head sort of rolled back into her chest, which dropped into her crotch. The pocket pussy that remained became two-dimensional, and I had a matching pair of panties. I slipped the lovebirds on, followed by the suit Chad had worn a few hours before. Needless to say, it didn't fit quite as well.

***

I was already in the kitchen, enjoying a cup of tea when the pair awoke on the sofa. Judging by how unsurprised they were, they must have been pretty wasted the might before.
"Did you two have a nice night out?" I asked, trying my best not to laugh.