Influenced

Liz was sick of social media ‘influencers’ who were just dumb vain bitches who succeeded there while she slaved away at a 9-5 job. If she was honest with herself she would of realized it was because she was jealous of the attention and money they got.

So for Halloween she decided to poke fun at these types of girls by dressing up as one, however when the costume that she ordered online arrived she suddenly had second thoughts seeing how skimpy and slutty it was.

When she touched it however she felt a surge go through her body and it felt like a firework went off in her underwear.

“Maybe I should try it on just to see if I could even fit in it.” She said midway through stripping off her own clothes.

She poured herself into the black latex skirt and felt the waistline stick to her perfectly. It looked so much smaller in the box but now clung to her like a dream. Of course what she didn’t know was the skirt had transformed her body as she put it on.

Her legs had became sleek, tanned and smooth. Her waist had shrunk and her ass grew round and tight. She marvelled at how it looked.

“Fuck me why don’t I wear skirts more often? Maybe then someone would fuck me.” She said with a cheeky grin to herself as she picked up the latex jacket.

Part of her was telling her that she should put on a bra and top first but a stronger more sexually aggressive part of her was telling her to just put on the jacket.

Giving into that side she put her now slender arms into the jacket sleeves and felt instantly at home within. Her hands emerged from the other end now with long painted nails that she ran through her hair transforming it from a tangled mess to a perfectly straightened mane.

“Oh yes this is perfect. I’m perfect. I have to let all my followers experience my beauty.” She said, her mind changing to match her new look.

She took out her phone and instinctively struck a sexy pose as if she did it ten times a day. Of course from that day on she would be.