Minding the Store

Requested by @ab1nsur (via tumblr)

“Thanks so much Tina for minding the store for the day while I take the day off. I know this has never been your type of scene, all the girly girly makeup and fashion but I’m short staffed just for today so hopefully it shouldn’t be too painful. Plus I know you’re strapped for cash so this is the least I could do. After all what are sisters for? Laters!” Samantha said kissing the air that nearly made the tomboy Tina barf.

Samantha was right, Tina despised all the overly feminine stuff her sister peddled at her store and even more so the clientele that frequented the place but Tina was struggling for cash and so took whatever help she could.

As a practicing Wicca she even attempted a spell the night before to bring her some help in that department but seemingly the best the Goddess of The Hunt could provide was a few hours of minimum wage. She appreciated the work but just wished her sister wasn’t so patronizing about it. She always treated Tina like some charity case, like she was the perfect sister.

It wasn’t all bad though, she had had only one customer the whole day so far and hadn’t even felt the need to check the dressing room the woman had used yet for discarded items. However as the clock drew closer to closing time she dragged herself over to check.

Opening the door of the dressing room she was surprised by the sight she saw. However it wasn’t the discarded leopard skin style skirt and black top combo that lay on the floor that surprised her but rather the makeup, hair rollers and other beautifying things that were strewn about the room with the words ‘wish granted’ written in lipstick on the mirror.

Before she could hope to decipher the cryptic meaning the previously inanimate clothes shot up from the floor and onto her body. She tugged aggressively on the animal print skirt and black shirt attempting to pull them off but they felt welded to her body. Worse still they seemed to be consuming the clothes she was wearing.

Her jeans and shirt were ripped from her body by the new hot clothes which seemed to absorb them without gaining anymore mass. Tina scream as the clothes moved to wrap around her body fearing it was about to the same to her but as slithered around her figure her screams turned to moans.

The black top and animal print skirt was reshaping her petite body making her taller, sculpting her frame into an hourglass, massaging her breasts making them enlarge, flairing her hips and rounding her ass.

“Ohhhh Goddess what is happening to me? I feel so strong, so aggressive. It feels so fucking good and looks even better.” She moaned as she looked in the mirror no longer in terror but in vanity. She rarely ever focused on her appearance but now she couldn’t take her eyes off her new body.

As she felt the clothes finally stop their transformation she felt a pang of disappointment that the changes had stopped. As if sensing her emotions the makeup shot up in the air and started to apply themselves to her face as if a professional was doing it.

She pouted her lips eagerly to allow the lipstick to work its magic, quite literally as she felt her lips expand in thickness. As this was happening foundation was being dusted onto her face giving her a perfect tan like look that then expand to every inch of her body.

Dark eye shadow applied tightly around her eyes making her close her eyelids. However when they reopened her eyes had changed from her green compassionate eyes to cold uncaring brown. The hair rollers snapped onto her hair starting at the root and rolled up her brown lockes. The tighter they pulled the more she moaned until finally they exploded out in expertly salooned but now blonde hair.

With all the changes complete the beautification tools dropped to the floor once again inanimate. Tina grabbed her head trying to make sense of it all while also being completely engrossed in her reflection. The words on the mirror began to swirl and change into simply saying ‘you’re welcome’.

“Mmmm the Goddess heard my plea last night after all and while this isn’t what I had in mind I now fully understand what she wants me to do and it’s making me so wet thinking about it. I know I don’t usually care about looks and makeup and fashion but I had to be reborn to understand the power they can bring. Look at me now! I could in fact do that all day but I have work to do before my idiotic sister returns.” She said with a smirk. Despite her becoming more like Samantha she still had a distain for everything her sister did and sold.

Not because she didn’t like feminine things, on the contrary it was all she could think about now, but more because she saw her sister as not going far enough. She saw her sister as weak and in need of replacing. There could only be one queen of this jungle.

The next day

Samantha walked leisurely to her store feeling rested after her day off. She was so at peace that she failed to realize a long line of young women lining up in front of her.

“Must be some new ‘it’ store opening up near my store. That’s all I need.” She thought to herself when she registered the crowd. However as she got to the front of the line she realized they were all lined up for her store, or at least where her store used to be. In its place was some store called ‘Christina’s’. Perplexed she attempted to enter but was stopped by a large bouncer.

“No cuts miss.” He said blocking her path.

“But that’s my store! Stand aside!” She demanded but the man didn’t budge. That was until he heard a voice from inside the store tell him to let her in. Samantha angrily entered the store ready to fight whoever was responsible for this only to find the inside to be completely changed.

Gone were the flowery summer dresses she had hand picked, gone were the pink and purple sweaters, gone were the large fun sun hats. In their place were tight revealing clubwear, impossibly high heels, crop tops and latex leggings. It all screamed vapid spoilt rich girl and not the culture she would ever promote.

“Like what I’ve done with the place?” Said a velvety smooth voice from one of the dressing rooms. Samantha looked on as a blonde bombshell exited the room clad in a leopard skin dress with tight eye catching cleavage. Instantly she knew who she was looking at but couldn’t believe it.

“Tina? What happened to you? What have you done to my store?” Samantha said dumbfounded to her sister.

“It’s Christina sweetie and I thought you would of realized by now it’s not your store anymore.” The stunning blonde said with a smirk while playing with her hair.

“You can’t do this! Not only because you’ve changed my store to cater to vain trophy wives but because I own this store, I have a lease!” Samantha said getting more exasperated by the second. Christina moved towards her and enjoying seeing her older sister recoil slightly, afraid of her.

She was right to be afraid however because as quick as a snake strike Christina grabbed her sisters hair and dragged her towards the counter where a contract was waiting for her.

“Sign it saying you are giving me full control of the store and I won’t pull out your cheap extensions hard enough to damage your scalp.” Christina said with enough venom that Samantha knew it wasn’t an empty threat. Reluctantly Samantha picked up the pen and signed her name. As soon as she had Christina let go of her sisters hair causing her to fall to the floor.

“You may have customers lined up out the door for you now but this shit won’t last.” Samantha said rebelliously as she unsteadily got to her feet. Christina for her part let out a long cold cackle.

“You think they are customers? Those are just the applicants to work her. Within a week I’ll have enough business to open a second location. Now I know you’re without a job so you can jump to the top of the application line if you like, after all what are sisters for.” Christina said with a cruel smile that telegraphed to Samantha just how much her now cold and evil sister was enjoying having the tables turned.

Model: Alanna Katelyn