That morning I had woken up very 'horny' but not for anything in particular. Usually it was about some woman I had seen in an outfit but this was almost like a brain fog. I changed into my regular class outfit -- dance belt, white top, black tights and ballet slippers. As I slid on the tights, it never ceased to amaze me how incredibly sensual this simple garment made me feel. I don't know why but I set out to the studio extra early, it was almost as if I was compelled to.
I arrived at the studio early and no one was there. I walked into the side room and looked around. No one. On one the tables was a leotard and tights of a woman. It occurred to me that I found this garment incredibly fascinating even without a woman in it. I ran my hand over it, it felt warm and moist as if it had been worn, and I could catch a little of the aroma. I know my fairy had warned me but once I caught that sensuous sweaty nylon aroma I couldn't control myself, my hand shaking, I picked up the leotard and deeply inhaled at the crotch area, I felt an incredible wave of pleasure come over me but it was more powerful than usual then it felt so strong that I felt an overwhelming flash and whirlwind of sparkling stars wrap around me and spin me in the air, as I spun, I felt my clothes coming off of me and heard a far off echo of my fair saying she had warned me.
The spinning stopped and I found myself standing naked....only ... it wasn't me! I had been transformed into a young woman. I was horrified, and looked in the mirror, I had brown hair to my shoulders, hips breast and genitalia of a woman. I was panicking and my fairy appeared beside me lightheartedly laughing.
"I told you not to sniff my garments!" she said laughing.
