You figured the best way to start now would be from the feet up, considering you had managed to get the shoes and stockings on. Using your arms, you had to pull yourself back onto your bed now that your body was too heavy for your feet. Hopefully that would soon change.
The tiny black skirt would have to be next. It matched the black little Mary Janes perfectly, your mother certainly thought of every little thing for her little Sammy. Looking at the size of it, however, you realized putting it on was going to be just as much as a challenge as putting on the socks and shoes.
"Good thing the waist is made of elastic..." you mumbled to yourself, stretching the skirt absentmindedly.
It had a soft velvety feel to it, you could have sworn you'd see it advertised in some girly magazine that had been lying around the house. It felt expensive and somewhat fragile, making you hope you wouldn't rip it before the changes set in. There wasn't time to be thinking about ruining Samantha's clothes, you quickly began to throw your underwear and jeans onto the floor so the skirt could fit on your bare skin.
Sitting there naked from the waist down you began the monumental task of pulling the skirt up your giant boy legs. Getting it up to your shins was the easy part, after all you were a five year old girl from there to your toes. It was getting it past your knees that was proving challenging. The material on the skirt was already stretching to it's limits but after an eventual tug and a few grunts of struggle, you managed to get it around your waist. It was just barely covering your exposed manhood.
Before the tingling began, you wanted to try and stand up. You jumped down from the bed and balanced yourself on the edge. No sooner then did you get your balance did the tingling feeling finger its way all over your lower body.
At first you thought your junk was just rubbing against the velvet, but in reality the tingling had completely enveloped your penis. It was disappeared, sinking into your body to form the proper anatomy of a girl's. The sensation of it turning in on itself almost matched the feeling of someone pressing down on you from above.
It was like the gravity had been turned up a few notches and was squishing you down like an ant. You watched as the world around your seemed to grow. Your legs reshaping and shrinking, the dark hairs on them reseeding into your skin which had become smoother and softer. Soon, you found that you had to reach up to hold onto the side of your bed for balance, it was becoming harder to stand up with the weight of your teenage upper body crushing your little girl legs.
When the tingling stopped once again, you looked in your mirror. It was almost like out of a cartoon, your grossly inappropriate boy body on top of a small tiny pair of little girl legs.
"Not bad. I guess I'll have to raid Sammy's room for underwear, but that will be easy enough once I'm her and she's me." you said with a smirk.
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