Amy was taking a walk, in her casual red dress, but she couldn't help the feeling that she was being followed. It was almost someone or something familiar was getting closer to her by the minutes, something with stealthiness. She felt like it was getting close...

Amy:"Hello? Is someone there?"

???:"Not someone...something."

Amy heard the voice coming from just ahead of her. Looking to see what it was, she was bewildered to see what looked like Rouge's clothing, alive and coming towards...

Amy:"What the-?!"

Rouge's clothes:"Listening up, Pinky. I need to be worn by someone, so you're wearing me!"

Amy:"Oh no, I'm not? No way I'm wearing you!"

Rouge's clothes:"I don't think you have a choice, honey!"

As Amy tried to get away, the clothing threw one of its gloves toward her, grabbing her by the ankle. The glove then dragged the resistant Amy back towards the rest of the living clothing, where it began to remove her own clothing...

Amy:"No! Leave me be!"

Rouge's clothes:"Relax. This'll only take a minute."

The clothing relieved Amy of her dress, throwing it away; along came her boots, gloves and rings, her headband and soon enough, Amy's underwear. Amy reddened up as the one piece suit began to slip onto her body...

Amy:"Stop it! You're too tight!"

Rouge's clothes:"It's not gonna be too hard, just stay still and let me do the rest."

The gloves slid onto both of Amy's arms, covering both of them up and getting control over Amy's arms. Amy was shocked to discover that she was losing control over her own body. The suit itself adjusted its breast to Amy's chest as the rest of the suit fitted around her body, leaving no creaks and sat perfectly around her body. Then the boots had slid onto Amy's feet, fitting each foot into the heels and put over the legs of the suit, making her lose control over her legs. Amy was all suited in Rouge's attire and had lost all control of her body, aside from her head...

Rouge's clothes:"See? Not too bad, huh?"

Amy:"This doesn't really suit me though."

Rouge's clothes:"An easy fix. Time for a little makeover, starting with your hair!"

Amy:"Wait, what?!"

Amy could see that her left arm had picked up a pair of scissors and was now heading for her hair. She tried to move her head away, but it was all in vane as the scissors worked through the hair around the side of her head, shortening it then combing it back. Then, after her hair was cut, a brush headed for the back of her head where it began brushing and straightening out her hair to look a lot like Rouge's hair...

Rouge's clothes:"Now, time for a little makeup!"

Amy:"Stop, please!"

Ignoring it's captive, the clothes forced Amy's eyes down as it worked on adding light blue eye shadow and mascara to her eyes. Then it forced Amy to pucker her lips as it added pink lipstick. It was done, Amy looked much like Rouge from head to toe, and she was unamused by her new look, not that there was anything she could do anything about now...

Amy:"Ugh, I hate this! I look ridiculous!"

Rouge's clothes:"Relax, hun. You look so good in me."

Amy's arm moved around, caressing herself as the suit enjoyed it's new host. Amy herself hated how she looked and hated more that she couldn't do anything about it...

Amy:"Now what am I gonna do?"

Rouge's clothes:"How about we go have some fun? There's this new gem emporium I've been meaning to check out."

Amy:"No way am I gonna become a jewel thief!"

Rouge's clothes:"Too late! I'm in the driver seat now!"

Amy:"Noooooo!"