"But don't worry, I'll start of easy. Let's have some a girls weekend out!" she says.
"N-no! I'm not going anywhere like this! You change me ba-" you attempt to say as your mouth slams shut, leaving you unable to speak. You try to shout but no sounds emerge.
"I won't hear anything of it." Tina explains, with a devilishly evil grin on her face. All of a sudden your skinny girl legs carry you out to your car, with all your attempts to resist resulting in absolutely nothing. Tina hurries up into the driver's seat, as girly goth you climbs into the passenger's seat. The car pulled out of the driveway, heading off into your still unknown location. You try to slouch down and cover behind anything you could, despite your big black hair getting in the way.
"Now that's not how a lovely young lady like you sits." Tina laughs mockingly. Suddenly you back perches straight up and forward, puffing out your small but noticeable chest. Mortified at your new assets, just as quickly your legs come together, with your right leg swinging over your left. Your arms cross underneath your chest, making them up even bigger. What's worse is that you're stuck like this! The best you can do is lightly squirm, desperately trying to get out of this uncomfortable position. But to no avail.
After hours of driving, Tina and girly gothy you reach your destination, the beach. After parking, you're finally released from your prison. You quickly jump outside, stretching your body from it's confinement. It was then you realized, you're at the beach. What do girls wear at the beach? Mortified you turn around to see Tina standing behind you with a tiny little black bag.
"Why don't you go change in one of those tents over there while I go book a hotel?" she says with proud smirk on her face.
"N-no! Not that!" you say but your little body is already off into one of the changing tents.
Once inside your baggy goth clothes fly off revealing your pale skinned body. You're afraid to look down when you find your arms reaching into the bag, pulling out a tiny little black bikini. You're face turns beat red as your uncontrollable arms wrap the top around your teenage chest. It feels tight yet smooth over your bare soft skin, as your arms move towards the bottoms. You desperately try to run away, but your legs only lightly shake as the bottoms slide up your thin, clean shaven legs. The bathing suit rides up your butt and you've never worn less clothes in all your life!
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