You were walking back from a party late at night along a dark alley to your house, you always did it this way, knowing that no one usually attacks, but you screwed up this time.. you were attacked by... living clothes!? Yes, that's right, feminine clothes, having a figure of a mature, busty girl.. and all this consisted of a short white turtleneck sweater with long sleeves with sheer brown tights with black lace panties inside. You were gradually transforming into a girl whose figure matched the clothes. On you itself appeared high black heels with a strap on the knees at the feet, a medium-long black skirt and a brown women's coat with buttons and pockets. The final touches appeared on you itself in the form of gold earrings in the ears, a necklace with an emerald on the neck and black leather gloves with a bow and inner soft fur in the hands with a beautiful expensive purse on the shoulder. The clothes hugged you, as if they had finally found their host.