Ginger tentatively started to put the stockings on, careful not to rip the expensive silky material. Ginger had long been shaving her legs for just such occasions, the stockings whispered up her calves and onto her thighs, the elastic holding them in place at the top. Once the transformation had started and the first piece of clothing was in place Ginger could feel the excitement mount, the next stage was starting, she had her clothes and necklace it was only a matter of time until her Mistress called. She began wondering what humiliation was in store for her today as she inched the pretty panties up over the stockings and finally snapped them into place, her cock straining to be confined with in the pretty purple panties.
Julie looked on excitably, barely able to contain herself, juices soaking through her panties and making they're way down her thighs. God at this rate she would have to get her spare pair out of her desk drawer. Ginger had all the underwear on now and was slipping the expensive shoes on, doing up the straps before reaching for the lovely cocktail dress and shrugging it on.
Ginger stood proudly in front of Mrs Richmond, beaming from ear to ear in her new outfit, everything fitted perfectly as always. The only blemish on the otherwise perfect transformation was the unsightly bulge in Ginger's panties. Julia wished that she could deal with it but knew better than to attempt that. It wasn't unheard of for Miss Crown to punish her other staff as harshly as she punished Ginger.
The phone on her desk rang.
"Julia send her in please"
"Right away Miss Crown"
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