Skin alive andtingling. The leotard then got tighter and started to form vaginal lips asif it were molding clay. A gentle pushing sensation let me kno... that otherchanges were occurring. The Lycra was forming my vaginal tract andexpanding its way into my lower torso to fill out my womb. It thenretracted and started to form my outer features. After a few moments, andgentle, firm caresses from the Lycra, I felt folds forming. My womanhoodwas born.The brief penetration by the erotic material left. She was right of course.I tried on several outfits but we finally settled on a boring, butfeminine outfit, white capris and a patterned aqua top which exposed justa bit of cleavage and had an open shoulder design. I wore it the rest ofthe day while shopping for work attire. I loved the pencil skirt fromyesterday but that was a little formal for our office. Cheryl explainedthat redheads should go with more colors. I agreed as I had noticed theemerald green blouse really worked for me the day. He helps me put on my black stockings, he is touching my breasts and running his fingers on my pussy lips. I told him to slow down and wait if he wants all of the present. He slows down and helps me into my black dress. It is short enough to show my legs nicely and most of my breasts are exposed from the low neck. I walked very slowly across the room for him to look at me. He told me that he loved my present. I just smiled and told him this was just the beginning. He opened my door to the car. As there were Arabic writings on it that had become obscured by years of filth he rubbed the lamp to see if he could decipher what the words said and that was all it took to release me from my prison! Of course I,d seen him from inside the bottle and knew from an image in his mind the woman he,d find attractive so I materialised in my classic Caucasian fair skinned blonde with harem pyjamas and no underwear beneath, some jewellery like a tiara, rings, anklets with a slim build and small yet.