BECOMING HOLLI WOULD (1) (Patreon)

IMPORTANT NOTE: Everything that appears here, in this story, only exists in my mind, anything that resembles reality is coincidence or fortuitous. . .

( hopefully there will be many of these 💓, or not, who knows 😭 )

BECOMING HOLLI WOULD

Part 1

Casandra had been eagerly awaiting this moment. She had everything laid out on the bed. Every single piece she needed for her costume. The white dress she’d ordered, the twelve centimeter white pumps, the makeup, and the wig that would make her act just like Holli Would and stop being the shy Casandra. Everything was from Lascivia’s new Doppelgaenger line.

Even though it wasn’t part of Holli’s outfit, she would be wearing stockings from Lascivia’s most perverse line, 'Pure Perversion in White and Suntan'. Ignoring that everyone online had warned her not to mix that kind of magical garment.

As she stepped out of the shower, she remembered the moment Mickel had asked her to go to the prom dance with him. It was the first time she’d felt such a strong emotion that, because she was so young, she got wet down there. Mickel, the hottest guy in high school, had asked her, and not one of the popular, bossy girls.

As she applied the 'Horni Night' cream so that once it got dark and until dawn, she wouldn’t be able to stop feeling horny, she thought back about how she’d planned everything to be perfect for that occasion. The appointment at the best salon in town. Spending almost all her savings to buy a dress fit for a rich people’s gala.

As she wrapped the lace power-magic-bra (size C) around her torso, she could remember feeling the hunger she’d endured the last two weeks before the prom in order to lose weight and look just like the girls Mickel used to date. But as soon as she fastened it, she snapped out of her memories when she began to feel a tingling sensation on her breasts, which were about to start growing.

Later, when she felt the sheer fabric of the tight dress begin to cover her torso and noticed how the skin of her breasts felt increasingly tight because they were already starting to grow, she remembered the moment she had finally put on her prom dress.

Just as her bust size and her excitement were now beginning to grow, on that day she had felt happier and more excited than ever. She remembered feeling her heart race as she had zipped up that incredibly expensive dress.

She put aside her fond memories of her preparations for that night, and picked up a pair of stockings, gathered the fabric of one, and began to put it on her first leg. Even though they were practically indestructible, Cassandra put them on slowly and carefully, already sensing through her fingertips that these stockings were something exquisite. Moving in an erotic rhythm, until she felt the silicone of the elastic lace band press against her skin.

She repeated this with the other stocking, while wondering why she and other women were wearing this type of garment less and less these days. After finishing with the second stocking, she lifted one leg and put on a shoe, then crossed her legs to put on the other.

“Just like a bride’s legs on her wedding night” she said to herself, admiring the effect, promising herself that she would wear an outfit like that more often from now on.

Now it was time for the dress. Cassandra slipped her arm through the skirt, grabbed the neckline, folded the tight dress, and slipped her head through the even tighter turtleneck to put it on. Cassandra felt happy and excited as she did so.

Like the then teenager getting dressed for her first prom, hoping to impress everyone; especially Mickel. Oh, how she had wanted Mickel to finally really notice her.

It was a bit difficult to slip her arms into the long sleeves and then cover her body with the dress. And it got tighter as she continued pulling it down, covering her new F-cup breasts. A sensual moan escaped her lips as she covered her new breasts, which apparently hadn’t just grown. They’d also become more sensitive!

When she finished covering herself as much as the dress would allow, she waited a moment. She felt nothing; nothing was happening. For an instant, all her excitement evaporated and was replaced by disappointment and anger.

Then suddenly, a flirtatious, wicked smile spread across her lips, and she began to feel how the dress was now hugging her curves, and once again, she felt that tingling sensation.

The tingling now traveled from her hips up to her neck, spreading through her arms and causing her breasts to change in size once more. But unlike with the bra, they dropped a size, or perhaps a little more, just as she’d calculated.

“Come on! Give me Holli’s body” she said to herself anxiously. “Tonight is going to be my night, and I want to be the one to seduce Mickel and make him fall at my feet.”

Her butt expanded and became plump. As her butt expanded, her waist began to narrow. A fire began to burn in her stomach, making her feel hotter and hornier by the second. Her nipples then hardened and were visible through the lace of her bra and the sheer fabric of her dress.

Before the changes were complete, Casandra pulled her hair back and grabbed the ash-blonde wig. She hesitated for a second, as soon as she put it on there would be no turning back. She would no longer be the shy, insignificant girl who was only there to be mocked. She would become someone ambitious and completely unscrupulous…

“Come on, Casandra” she told herself, looking at the base of the wig. “You’ve come too far to back out now. Fuck, I need to be like Holli… I have to be like her... so ambitious… manipulative… even if it makes me vain, self-centered…”

Unprepared for what was about to happen to her, Casandra put on the wig. Overcome by a strange sensation, she felt the wig merge with her hair and began to feel the artificial thoughts of Holli’s personality flow into her mind and replace her own.

Casandra’s hands clung to the bed, and she closed her brown eyes as everything began to spin while this unfolded in her mind.

“Good night, Casandra” she heard a voice say, amused and malevolent, inside her head.

to be continued...

PART 2