This choice: turns herself into a swimsuit to be taken to the gender wing • Go Back...Chapter #5Turns herself into a swimsuit to gender wing by: DougTF   Gloria lets her fish mind run things for a moment, bouncing once more off the glass wall of her tank, while her human mind muses this. She loves reading stuff on reddit and deviantart about inanimate transformation, had dabbled with writing some on an online author's site. But when she heard about this resort, Gloria knows she had a secret thrill but also a deep fear: what if she had a chance to try and become something else? What if she liked it? What if she....what if she simply ceased to be....her?
The staff here must have some sort of magic or clairvoyance or something, and for sure as heck the rooms in this wing react seamlessly, because as soon as she makes up her mind to try it, to become a swimsuit for some woman....no, for some man who has decided to turn himself INTO a woman, the power takes hold. The tank and all the water, all the decor she had been swimming about, all of it is gone. She is back in the rather plane hotel room, laying on the simple twin bed. Looking up at the ceiling. Because that is where she has reformed, but not as her human self Gloria. But rather as a nice shimmery pale blue one piece swimsuit, which the concierge comes over and neatly folds.
"I am sure your temporary owner will simply love you Gloria...though of course, once we leave this wing, I won't be able to sense your thoughts anymore. You will just be a swimsuit, though our transformation charms will prevent you being removed from the ground without your express consent. That's a rather large step to take, potentially in only one direction, so you will have plenty of time to consider it, Miss Cardon. Well, no, not anymore. But I won't be addressing you anymore so it hardly matters... swimsuit"
Gloria is disoriented, confused, bewildered, even terrified. This huge man stands over her, yet she is powerless to do a single thing. She can't move, can't speak, can't even breath. She has no limbs, no head, no internal organs, nothing but a thin shell of spandex lycra, some foam lining in a few places, a mere swimsuit, and object, completely powerless and at the whim and mercy of humans. These people, one of whom she used to be, but no longer. Now she is a mere possession, an object. No rights, no will, no say in whatever happens to her. To it. She is full of incredible dread and terror that rapidly morphs into something very different....
OH GOD THIS IS FANTASTIC! She's a swimsuit, designed to be worn and get wet and were she still possessed of her human body, she already would be quite wet at the incredible allure this idea, this condition, this new existence arouses within her mind. As he folds her, she can still hear, see, and feel, his large hands easily bending her now fabric flesh into a neat and tidy pile, picking her....no, picking IT up in one hand as he speaks. Gloria listens intently, realizing she is about to be cut off, even from the staff when he takes her out of this wing. Once on that tram, it is a swimsuit for real and completely as such to all of reality. She will be trapped, powerless, out of touch. The ideas should scare the hell out of her, but the final nail in her coffin of excitement is when he calls her by name, then corrects himself and calls her swimsuit. Calls it swimsuit. Because that is what she is. What IT is. The everything goes dim, barely and light visible as she...it feels itself bend and fold somewhat. Where is it?
The concierge has put the swimsuit that used to be Gloria Cardon into a small bag, into which he also puts some other guests pursuing similar transformations. Indeed, while Gloria had noticed the potted plant and the large inflatable being carried off the tram when she boarded, she had not paid any mind to the staff member with the small duffle but such trips by the staff are exceedingly common. There would not be as many reddits and deviantart submissions if this sort of thing wasn't a popular fantasy among those moved by the act of transformation. And now Gloria Cardon is gone, replaced by a swimsuit with what had been her human intellect, awareness and soul. Just like so many before her.
Outside the dim duffle that is the swimsuit's current home, the concierge rides the tram to the nexus, transferring to the one that goes to the gender wing. At the end a number of people are getting off, and quite a few getting on to leave, but there is no telling who was what gender when they arrived at the resort. The staff member goes to a clothing boutique and unpacks the duffel. He puts a few pieces of underwear, both male and female items, onto display tables, then hangs a sequiened cocktail dress, before taking out a few swimsuits. First is a bikini which is a newly married couple, then two one piece swimsuits. One had been an older man with a rather strong fetish, and then of course the former Gloria Cardon.
All of the items are there for a minimum of a few hours, though the swimsuit that used to be Gloria hangs on a rack for three days. But finally, a short brunette who very clearly does not know much about being a woman comes in, and asks for all the clothes she might need for several months. Including a destination wedding in the islands. This woman, who is going by the name Alice, picks out the nice shimmery pale blue swimsuit, with no clue it used to be a person. The clerk smiles and offers to pack up all the items, taking them to a back room to wrap them.
Once in the back, and out of sight as well as out of earshot, the staff member who works the store, an attractive blonde woman, takes each item and speaks to it. Most are replaced with identical items that are not in fact people, though two pair of panties, a bra and a pair of heels all are packaged, before the clerk comes to the swimsuit that used to be Gloria and lays it flat, before addressing it. Addressing her.
"Hello Miss Cardon and while I gather you had set to be used here at the resort, but the young woman who picked you is, excuse me, was a man whose best friend wanted him to be a bridesmaid for her wedding. But that entails the wedding shower, bachelorette party and a destination wedding at a resort in the islands. Which means he needs to live as a woman for the next seven months."
Gloria considers and is about to say that is fine when the clerk continues "Miss Cardon, you need to realize that if you leave the resort, all legal, and transformative protections will cease. You will be an object, the legal possession of this woman and trapped as such until she brings you back. If she brings you back."
It dawns on her: this woman who wants to buy her, doesn't want to buy her. She, who had been a man, wants to buy it: has no clue the swimsuit is anything other than spandex lycra and will not treat her as anything other than the object she...it is. She wants to buy it, and will have no clue it is or ever was anything else.
The clerk goes on "The resort will establish conservancy of your personal belongings and all aspects of your human life, and if you are ever returned will most likely be able to establish your life once more. Or something akin to it. But. Well, if you are not returned, then, well, just a swimsuit. Worn. Torn. Discarded. Whatever. Like the object you are, and no one outside the resort will know, no one will be able to sense you, communicate with you. This is a one way trip, unless the woman buying you brings you back to exchange her clothes when she switches back to her former male self. If she does. I know this is a lot to decide, but I also can tell you already made up your mind, so are you sure, Miss Cardon?"
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