With that the machine removed the other two girly monstrosities, leaving only the fairy outfit.
Your every instinct is to run, but it's far too late for that; Cara has you in her cold metal grasp, and has already started to peel your 'wet' clothing off. She seems to notice your apprehension. "Little Ashley there's no need to fear. It's me, your auntie Cara," she coos. "Here, let me help you relax." A sickeningly sweet aroma slinks out of the nearby vents and clings to your naked body while the jingle of some kind of lullaby follows suit.
Your senses overwhelmed, you almost don't notice the robotic arms struggling to put the fairy costume on you. It's not that the costume is too small for you, but rather it just can't squeeze past your shoulders. The house whrrrs as if trying to figure out this quandary before a pair of scissors pop out from another wall and take apart the outfit; first by removing the fairy wings, then cutting the back in half.
Pleased with itself, the house slips the fairy costume onto you front first. You can't tell exactly what it's doing, but it becomes obvious very quickly as the outfit gets tighter and tighter; the arms start sewing the costume back together. After resewing the wings back on and slipping on a pretty little tutu, the house whrrs contently. You are nowhere near as pleased and know why. It could be a long time before you get this thing off!
The arms finish up their job, hiking up a pair of pink tights and tying on a pair of sparkly pink ballet slippers. They fix the glittery wand to your wrist with some kind of childproof latch, and gently place a little tiara on top of your hair. Still in their grasp, they turn you towards a hallway mirror. The sugary scent of flowers still linger while you're left dangling in complete shock. There'd be no mistaking that little Ashley was playing at Sara's house today!
Speak of the devil, Cara's voice came back, acting as two-faced as ever. "Ashley! You're as pretty as can be cutiepie! And isn't she a lucky little fairy princess too! It looks like the storm broke! How would you like to go outside and play some fairy games?"
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