A Change of Clothing - by Katchase

A Change of Clothing

by Katchase

They say that clothes make the man and that may be true but I found out that clothes also make the woman or in my case unmake her as I recently found out. 

I had flown down to Florida to attend a business conference and afterwards spend a few days taking it easy visiting my aunt and my 14 yr old cousin whom I hadn't seen since I had acquired my position as assistant planner in a prestigious computer firm three years ago at the ripe age of 21.  I arranged to have my luggage delivered to my aunt's house so I could go straight to my conference which I did and after a grueling 8 hours later. 

I was looking forward to taking a hot shower and getting out of my stuffy, confining conservative business clothes and into something a little more revealing and comfortable and trying my luck with the local guys.  I arrived by taxi to my aunt’s house only to discover when I got there that my luggage had not got there yet and after a call to the airlines was no closer to knowing where they were. 

My aunt assured me that she would find me something of my cousins to wear as we were basically the same size now as she had just gone through a growth spurt and I was so petite (only standing 5' 1'' tall and weigh 98 pounds) she was sure it would probably fit me. 

Totally exhausted and just wanting to get a hot shower and relax, I agreed and went to get a shower.  After getting out of the shower, I looked around on the floor for my underwear only to find it gone.  Sitting on top of the toilet seat was a plain white training bra and a pair of full cut pink and white flowered panties with pink trim adorning the top and leg openings. 

Laughing out loud at what I saw , I figured what the heck , I'll try them on , I'm sure they'll never fit me.  They’re for a preteen not a full grown woman.  But much to my amazement the bra actually fit me.  Though snug, it actually made my small breasts look almost non existent.  And when I pulled the panties on, they were actually a little big on my small hips and rode so high on my waist I felt like they came up to my belly button.  It reminded me of when I was a child and wore panties of the same style and as I stared into a full length mirror on the back of the bathroom wall , I saw an average looking teenage girl in her underwear staring back where a sharply dressed woman had stood a mere  30 minutes ago. 

Feeling kind of strange wearing underwear designed for a girl just entering puberty instead my usual sexy, silky thong underwear and lacy push-up bra.  I could only wonder what else my aunt had left for me and it only took me a minute before I saw a pattern forming. 

There on the toilet seat sat a plain white baby-doll dress covered in little pink flowers.  The dress had a high empire waist and when I put it on it came to just mid thigh in the front and rode higher in the back to the point of threatening to show anyone who cared to see my cotton flowered undies, if I made any sudden movement from side to side. 

Feeling more vulnerable than ever I sat down on the toilet seat to put on the little white half socks and the little white sneakers I found and realized that unless I sat with my legs tightly together anyone would be able to see my panties also.  Standing in front of the mirror again I was shocked at the little girl looking back at me, Without my push-up bra , I literally looked flat-chested and with no hose on my legs, I looked skinny and white like a little girl.  And in the short dress I definitely felt insecure and vulnerable like a child instead of a smart confident woman whom just attended a high power meeting a mere few hours ago. 

Opening the door to the bathroom, I saw my aunt standing in the hallway waiting for me and she squealed in delight at my new appearance but insisted that I should try a new hairstyle to complete my new look and before I could protest I found my usual beautiful golden locks that framed my face seductively pulled back into two pigtails complete with bangs making the illusion complete that I was a preteen girl instead of a woman of 24.  Amazed that with just a change of clothes, I could be reduced to a status of that of a child, I tried to argue with my aunt that these clothes were better suited to be worn by my 14 yr old cousin and not me when she happened to come through the door with a few of her friends and before I knew what had happen I was accepted into the group just like one of the girls to the point that I was invited to a slumber party that nite...but that is another story

Finding myself surrounded by a group of 14 year girls dressed as an average teenage girl was strange enough. But to have to look up at my own cousin who stood a good three inches taller than me thanks to a recent growth spurt all but stripped away whatever self-confidence away I had left, leaving me feeling like the little girl I now appeared as. 

Sensing this, my cousin took the opportunity to force me to agree to attend a slumber party she was having that night, though not as an adult but rather a plain looking geeky 14 year-old whom would be known as her little cousin visiting from up north.  In what seemed no time at all, more girls started to arrive for the sleepover and before I knew it I was totally accepted by the girls and even my aunt had started to treat me like a child instead of an adult woman. 

After a snack of pizza and soda pop, my aunt suggested everyone should get into their pajamas and then pulled me aside and said she had a pair of special pj's for me that would look so cute on me.  Seeing a lot of the other girls come down from changing in just a tee shirt or long nite shirt and a pair of shorts, I figured that is what she had in mind and followed her upstairs.  Unfortunately I wasn't even close for she had laid out for me a childish babydoll pj top and matching cotton panties for me to wear.  Pleading with her for a grown-up pair of pj's was like talking to a brick wall and as she helped me undress.

I truly felt like an embarrassed little 13 year-old when she commented on my small breasts and how maybe I would grow some when I got older.  In no time at all I found myself in a little babydoll top with puffed sleeves and short enough to see my full-cut cotton panties and this time she braided my hair and then shooed me downstairs to where the other girls were only to have them laugh at my childish outfit and my cousin come over and had me set down by her all the while talking to me like now I was younger than her.  I was humiliated beyond words and as I stood up to yell at the girls teasing me after my aunt had left the room, I was quickly pulled down into the middle of the circle and each girl started to spank my bottom until it was red and I was crying like a baby. 

Feeling totally humiliated and like a scared little girl sitting with all the big girls now, I didn't say a word and quickly got into my sleeping bag and went to sleep hoping that tomorrow morning my luggage would come and then I could once again regain my adult status. 

Unfortunately, I woke up in the morning to a wet sleeping bag and a circle of laughing girls surrounded me.  Laughing about how the old hand in the water tricked worked.  Enraged I stood up and started to yell at them all the while feeling the wet panties bunching up between my legs and as I stood there in my urine soaked panties humiliated my aunt walked into the room and saw me and commented that it appeared that her niece was not even old enough to go potty by herself and would have to wear diapers, but then that is another story also.