“Let's not!” you yell, tugging at the collar.
You tossed the towels onto the ground and tried to fight off the arms that attempted to put them on you again. In your struggle, you caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror and your mouth dropped open. You already looked very feminine standing there with a smooth body, smelling of girly scents. Your hair was almost shoulder-length due to saving money not having it cut. The collar around your neck was thin and silver, and could easily be confused for jewelry. The center of it had a small open ring, exposing your naked throat. The arms win out again, wrapping you once more in the towels.
“Now, go into your bedroom and we can get you properly dressed,” CARA pressed.
“No, give me my clothes back,” You demanded.
“Those horrid things you were wearing? No, no. I've disposed of them,” CARA informed you.
“Oh, fuck you!” you scream.
“You are being very ornery, young lady. You will never attract a husband behaving like this. I suppose I'm going to have to check my internal systems and see what we can do,” CARA says in a scoffing tone.
You hear the sound of gears and metal as a strip of the ceiling opens up. A metal rod attaches itself to the collar again and begins to drag you along. You try to pull against it but the rod doesn't even notice your struggling grasp. You slide along the hallway into your sister's bedroom.
“I've scanned your body and I am very disappointed, Sara. You have let yourself go in my absence. We have so much to do to get you back on track. For now, I've selected an outfit that should help,” CARA told you.
A pair of arms emerged from your sister's closet and produced several pieces of white fabric. The towels were removed but you were only naked for a short time before you were forcibly dressed in the new clothes. A padded bra is slipped around your shoulders and attached around your back. The padded cups lifted your pecks in a way that made you appear to have small breasts hanging on your chest.
“Don't worry, we will get them back to their proper size in no time,” CARA “comforted” you.
A matching pair of panties were slid up your smooth legs but CARA wasn't happy with how your junk was settling in them. Her arms poked your small bulge a few times, which wasn't pleasant. Soon another arm arrived and produced a bottle of some kind. The panties were removed and your dick was firmly grasped by do metal pincers. The bottle was opened and it's sticky contents were slathered on the underside of your penis. Your balls were manipulated up into you, much to your discomfort and your dick was pulled back under you and held there. After a few moments, the pincers let go, leaving your penis stuck in its new position. The panties were placed on you again but this time, there was nothing but a smooth, feminine front.
“Much better, though still unsightly when you are nude. I've gone threw my database and discovered one of your projects that I think will be helpful in creating a long term solution,” CARA informed you.
Next, something was wrapped around your stomach, white like the bra and panties. To your continued horror, you realized it was a corset. In a swift motion, the thing was pulled tight, stealing your breath from you. You gasp and your waist is compressed into an attractive, curvy shape.
“Good. We will be using corsets to train your body to retain its former shape. I know this all might seem extreme, Sara. Desperate times call for desperate measures, however,”CARA stated boldly.
“I'm not...Sara,” you wheeze.
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