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As Sophie flicked though her friends fashion designed that were largely really out there shoe struggled to see how she had become an overnight success. The styles were crazy until she got to one that was quite simple in design almost like a girls dress.

“That I could see myself in” Sophie said out loud as an odd glass orb glowed on the shelf and then there was a blinding flash.

“Something is very wrong” Sophie thought looking up at a ceiling but unable to move or feel her body. She felt herself being lifted up as if she weighed nothing then the face of her friend. Who quizzically looked at her friends face before shrugging. Sophie felt herself being laid flat then pulled though something that seemed to tickle.

“Too simple” her friend said to herself “bit with the face some extensions, flaring and a trim and another winner”

Held up again Sophie felt like she was floating then a sensation like she was being folded still at a loss as to what was going on thinking maybe she was unconscious and this was a dream.

As the folded Sophie was placed in a bag things went dark. After a while she felt like she was being lifted up again and in a brightly lit room. She was handed to a young woman who looked her in the face and she felt herself being carried then laid flat. The next thing was quite concerning as the woman came toward her with what looked like an iron. The iron made contact with Sophie’s “skin” but did not burn it felt warm and actually nice. Lifted up again Sophie was handed to a young woman who looked like a model and who removing the clothes she wore lifted Sophie up again, how is this possible, and dropped her over her own head. Sophie cling to the skinny woman holding all her curves. As she stepped into her shoes she span in her heels making Sophie feel herself from the waist down spread out and a breeze catch all of her. As the woman strutted back to the room Sophie was at a loss clinging to the woman’s body. As the entered the room Sophie saw what had become of her. Despite further alterations made by her fried on the original design it wasn’t that she would look good in the dress she saw a design for, she was the dress!

Description
As Sophie flicked though her friends fashion designed that were largely really out there shoe struggled to see how she had become an overnight success. The styles were crazy until she got to one that was quite simple in design almost like a girls dress.

“That I could see myself in” Sophie said out loud as an odd glass orb glowed on the shelf and then there was a blinding flash.

“Something is very wrong” Sophie thought looking up at a ceiling but unable to move or feel her body. She felt herself being lifted up as if she weighed nothing then the face of her friend. Who quizzically looked at her friends face before shrugging. Sophie felt herself being laid flat then pulled though something that seemed to tickle.

“Too simple” her friend said to herself “bit with the face some extensions, flaring and a trim and another winner”

Held up again Sophie felt like she was floating then a sensation like she was being folded still at a loss as to what was going on thinking maybe she was unconscious and this was a dream.

As the folded Sophie was placed in a bag things went dark. After a while she felt like she was being lifted up again and in a brightly lit room. She was handed to a young woman who looked her in the face and she felt herself being carried then laid flat. The next thing was quite concerning as the woman came toward her with what looked like an iron. The iron made contact with Sophie’s “skin” but did not burn it felt warm and actually nice. Lifted up again Sophie was handed to a young woman who looked like a model and who removing the clothes she wore lifted Sophie up again, how is this possible, and dropped her over her own head. Sophie cling to the skinny woman holding all her curves. As she stepped into her shoes she span in her heels making Sophie feel herself from the waist down spread out and a breeze catch all of her. As the woman strutted back to the room Sophie was at a loss clinging to the woman’s body. As the entered the room Sophie saw what had become of her. Despite further alterations made by her fried on the original design it wasn’t that she would look good in the dress she saw a design for, she was the dress!