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(Girl to Dress TF)

“Ah, I can finally relax for a bit…” Jean, the Dandelion Knight gave a heavy sigh as she left her bedroom. The life of a Grand Master was a busy one, but thanks to some help from Lisa and Lumine, the blonde woman was able to reserve a one-day long break for herself, during summer too! She could finally spend some time with her sister, it truly has been too long…

The Anemo fighter wasted no time making her way towards the church where Barbara spent most of her time working as a nun. Oh, Jean was beyond excited to spend the next few hours just… relaxing, having fun… Maybe they could go eat at a restaurant, or get a sweet dessert? Maybe even go shopping for clothes? The possibilities were endless!

…So it was all the more disappointing when the woman actually entered the building, only to be met with dozens upon dozens of injured guardsmen, adventurers, or the like laying on the floor.

“I’m so, so sorry!” Barbara cried out, her eyes watery as she held Jean’s slim hand, “I know you worked so hard to get this day off, I really do! But… some monsters attacked while all the high-ranking adventurers were away and… well, you can see it all for yourself. Thankfully no casualties yet, but if I don’t keep constantly casting healing spells along with the other nuns, things might get out of hand. I want to go with you, but I can’t leave my post like this, not today!”

Jean didn’t know how to respond. Both of them were looking forward to this day so much! The girl wanted to cry, but after years of working as a leader helped her hold out, at least until she was back in her room. Yet as much as she hated it, she understood Barbara. Asking her to leave and just… hang out like normal would be selfish at best, and actively malicious at worst. She couldn’t let her sister let these people die, after all.

Yet despite everything, she couldn’t help but wish out loud.

“I… I just want to be with Barbara, no matter wh–!”

Before she could even finish the sentence, Jean felt a tingle of electricity coursing through her body and the next moment, everything went dark.

W-where am I?! The woman asked, hoping for some sort of response, but heard nothing in return… No, even worse than that, she didn’t even hear her own voice! And that wasn’t even to mention how weird and inhuman her body felt, almost as if she was deflated and hanged from somewhere… but she was still alive, right?! She had to be!

The screams of confusion and defiance quickly quieted down and gave way to bargaining wails until Jean’s mind went completely silent. She was unsure of how long she was in this dark place, it could’ve been minutes, or an hour, maybe multiple hours, the woman lost her sense of time a while ago. So it was more than surprising to finally hear something that wasn’t her own misery.

A muffled but still readable enough sound of a door opening, then a few quick steps and… was that someone’s voice? While the individual words escaped her, one thing was sure - it was the voice of a young woman, and if Jean’s mind wasn’t playing tricks of her (which was quite possible in this state) it belong to none other than…

Barbara?! Is that you?! I know you can’t hear me but… please, find me somehow! I’m all… hollow and light and fluttery… I don’t know what happened to me, but I can’t escape on my own!

And, as if the heavens heard her plea and decided to help the poor woman out, a sound of another wooden door opening could be heard, and her irises were flooded with light.

“Gosh, I’m all dirty and bloodied, but at least everyone’s safe for now…” There she was, just as Jean had guessed - her very own sister, Barbara. And that’d, under any other circumstance, would be a cause for celebration, yet something wasn’t right… While the Anemo user herself wasn’t any taller than an average girl her size, her little sister was undoubtedly the shorter one of the two… so why was she at least twice as big now?! No, even worse than that, why wasn’t the girl reacting at seeing her sister in the least?!

Despite knowing how useless it was, Jean tried to call out for help, but was only met with an incognizant stare as she felt her body move slightly up and then down. But she hasn’t created any motion herself. The girl was more than aware of her inability to do so by that point, but she couldn’t deny that feeling… she wasn’t moving, she was being moved! Whatever pole she was hanging from was grabbed by her unaware sister’s hand and soon, the girl’s view shifted as she got a good look around the place she was in.

It was Barbara’s room! Not only that, she saw an open wardrobe to her left, and if she were to trace the way she moved, it’d mean the dark space from a few minutes prior was just that… but why, and most importantly, how?! She was a girl, not some… clothes…

Wait… was she seeing things right?! Due to some more movement caused by her sibling, the girl got a nice, lengthy look inside of the closet once more and she saw… clothes. Clothes hanging on clothes hangers from the furniture’s top. It was completely normal, but there was definitely some empty space in the middle, space that’d fit exactly one more hanger…

No, surely the rod she felt herself from wasn’t the missing one, was it?! But the hollowness she felt throughout her body, her diminished size… the flatness and complete inability to move, not to mention the utter lack of any awareness coming from Barbara, as if she didn’t just see her sister stuck in a wardrobe… as much as she hated to even continue this line of thinking, it seemed like there was only one possible explanation…

No, it’s… I couldn’t have become clothes, could I?! Was that the stupid wish I made?! I wanted to be closer to my sister, but not as… not as this!

As soon as the girl made that connection, she felt herself being taken off the hanger and unceremoniously thrown onto what appeared to be a soft bed.

“I hope Jean’s feeling alright, she looked pretty sad back there… Well, she probably understands why I had to do that, even if it sucks. She works so hard, they should let her relax more often!” Barbara sulked as she took off her dress, unaware she was giving her big sister a nice, clear view of her lingerie-clad form.

Y-you’re not gonna get completely naked, are you?! Please tell me I’m not a bra or something!

Fortunately, among this seemingly unending onslaught of bad luck, Jean was lucky enough to not have to witness that sight in particular, as when the girl was down to only her underwear and white tights, both of her hands went in to grab the once-human girl… and without any regard for anything she might’ve felt, promptly put her on.

The feeling of being full was unlike anything the Grand Master has ever felt, and the woman has been through a lot of harsh training and even harsher combat encounters in her life. It felt completely alien, yet at the same time… kind of right, in a way? The upper half of her new form simultaneously clung to Barbara’s shoulders and elbows and hugged the girl’s breasts through a white lacy bra while the lower hung freely from the girl’s waist, moving slightly upon the subtlest gust of wind that entered the room through an open window. To think she went from harnessing Anemo powers to being unable to fight against the smallest of breezes…

These seemingly unrelated phenomena did however do one thing that wasn’t an objectively negative one - she finally figured out what she had become, a notion that was proven true once her sister-turned-wearer took a peek at herself using a full-length mirror. Jean was no more, replaced instead by a perfect replica of the white-and-blue dress Barbara usually wore.

And so, the Dandelion Knight’s wish came true - she got to spend the whole day with her little sister as the girl went back to help around the church. Luckily, it turned out that another healer was visiting Mondstadt, so she was able to finish early… Yet no matter where she looked, Jean wasn’t there, and nobody even saw her leave! It was as if the woman simply disappeared…

Unaware of the truth, Barbara ended her search after the first few hours proved a failure and just tried to relax by enjoying some light adventuring with Lumine instead, getting her dress all wet as she cast all of her various magic spells…

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Side note: While this story did originate from a poll, it was not the winner, so I'll post it tomorrow on DA since I haven't posted anything there since late December, hopefully you all understand!