This is a fantasy story I am going to tell you. And while I tell it, I want you to imagine that it is you, that the story is about. I want you to picture in your mind that you are the person in the story. It will be very easy for you to see yourself in this story and it will also be easy for you to feel the things, I describe. 

You are so relaxed right now. So relaxed and comfortable. You listen only to my voice and what I tell you goes directly to your unconscious now. Everything I say will embed itself in your mind and control the way your mind and body react from now on.

A big box has been sent to you. As you receive the box at your door, you are very puzzled, because you were not expecting any boxes. You ask the delivery man if it isn’t a mistake, but he shows you his papers, and it clearly say that this box is for you. Your name and address. No mistake. You sign for the box and take it inside. You feel so puzzled – but also you feel excited, Don’t you? Yes. Feel the excitement of opening a completely foreign box. What could be inside it, you wonder. 

Inside the cardboard box is a rather big chest. It is an old chest with nice carvings and painted in nice, bright colors. Inside the chest you find a whole wardrobe of clothes. Very old clothes, it seems to you. All the clothes are neatly folded and seem to be in excellent condition and freshly washed. They smell nice. You had expected a stuffy smell of old clothes from the chest, but instead a faint but pleasant smell of lavender reaches your nostrils. Smell the lavender now. It’s such a nice scent. 

You take the garments out one thing at a time in order to see if there are any papers or any kind of explanations as to why these clothes and chest have been sent to you. You lay the clothes out on your bed as you take them out. The clothes all appear to be lady’s clothes, and they seem to be very old. You decide that they must be from the Victorian period. You don’t know much about fashion, but you are surprised that 150 year old clothes can look so new. They look completely new – in mint condition. Freshly ironed and folded, it appears. You examine all the garments: a pair of very large knickers, a corset, stockings with sexy garters, new looking Victorian lady’s shoes, a skirt, a petticoat – very voluminous, a pretty dress with laces everywhere and what seems to be a large cleavage and bare shoulders, a pair of gloves and a hat. There is even a small sunshade. Yes, you say – this is clearly Victorian. 

There is no note or any explanation as to why this chest and these clothes have been sent to you. You are very puzzled. You look at this whole wardrobe now lying on your bed neatly laid out. And then you giggle. Wouldn’t it be fun to try them on? Yes. You’d like that. Even though it is many years since you last played masquerade, and you have never gone to a fancy dress ball, you get a strong urge to try on these clothes and see what you’d look like. Actually the thought of dressing up like a Victorian lady gets you all excited. It turns you on, and you decide to do it at once. You know that you have the house to yourself and no one will disturb you. Feel the thrill and almost forbidden pleasure of trying somebody else’s clothes on! That feels so naughty, doesn’t it? Yes. 

You quickly take off your clothes and stand naked in the room. See yourself naked in the mirror. See the bed where all your new clothes are waiting for you. Yes. You feel so turned on, don’t you? Yes! It’s so exciting. It makes you very horny. 

And still you find yourself going deeper now. So deep. You listen to my voice and everything I say, goes directly to your unconscious now, where it sinks deep down and changes the way you think and react. 

First you put on the knickers. They fit you perfectly. They have thigh length legs that are adorned with lace at the end. You admire the knickers in the mirror and turn to see yourself from all sides. Just feel the silky material so close to your naked groin. Yes. 

Hmm – you say. What to put on next? The corset or the stockings? You decide to try the corset. Normally one needs an assistant to lace up a corset properly, but you are only trying it on for fun, so you decide to just wear it loosely. The corset must be either slipped on from above and down – or by stepping into it and pulling it up. You decide that it will be easier to step into it and pull it up, and this is what you do. To your surprise the corset is laced in size so that with a little bit of pulling, you can get it past your hips and up to cover your breast area. You feel the hard insides of the corset against your waist and chest, but it is not too tight. The corset must have been owned by a formidable lady, because the cups for the breasts in the corset are very big. They are way too big for you, and you giggle at the thought of the kind of breasts, you’d have to have to fill these out. But it also makes you a little hot to think about. You imagine yourself having breasts like that. What an idea. The corset is actually a little tight, but it must have been so all the time – you just didn’t notice. You feel your chest and your waist being under quite a bit of pressure from the padded – yet rather hard and unforgiving corset. You think it’s lucky that you don’t have to have it even tighter – as the ladies did 150 years ago. You have heard about that period. You have heard that girls were bound so tightly, that they could only eat little bits of food at a time, and how many girls would faint because of lack of oxygen. Good thing you are only trying these things on. They seem to be the real thing, and that corset feels completely rigid and unforgiving.

Next you sit down on the bed to put on the stockings. They are clearly for a tall girl, but she must have small feet. You can hardly get your feet into the stockings, but you manage. The stockings are very tight. They go all the way up to where your knickers end, and even though they are so tight that you think they can hold themselves up on your legs fine, you slip a garter over each stocking anyway to complete the image. You stand up and twirl yourself around in front of the mirror. Somehow you look very convincing as a vaudeville kind of lady dressed to get men into bed. You look sexy. 

But there are still some garments left. So you put on the underskirt next. It goes over the waist of the corset and runs nearly all the way to the floor. Wow! That girl must have been exactly my height, you think. What a coincidence – and she must have been really tall for that period. The underskirt is made of thin silk and looks absolutely breathtaking on you, you think.

Next is the petticoat, which is by far the thing from the chest that takes up most space. It consists of layer upon layer of rather stiff material to make one’s figure into that of a Victorian girl. The petticoat covers the underskirt – adding enormous padding to your ass. Wow, you think. How am I going to sit down in that thing? You twirl yourself around and find that your ass is now 3 times as big as it usually is, and that the petticoat covers your ass and legs to almost make a bell-shape out of them. You know that the style is correct, and you look completely transformed. Now only a few things to go! This is so exciting. You are gasping – not from the corset, but from sexual excitement. You find that you are so hot. There is something so kinky about trying on these clothes. You almost feel like masturbating, but you decide to wait and to put on the rest of the ensemble.

Continue going deeper right now. Going deeper and deeper – right into oblivion. So deep, so susceptible. Yes. You hear only my voice, and you love to follow my suggestions.

You slip the dress over your head and pull it on. It slides easily down over the silk covered corset and petticoat and completely covers these. The cleavage on the dress is a perfect fit for the corset. What a pity I don’t have anything to fill that with, you think, as you look down your rather empty bosom. You think of finding some kind of padding material, but decide that that can wait. Next you put on the shoes, which fit your feet perfectly. That is so strange, you think. Could this be a costume made recently for bigger people, you think? But the clothes look so authentic. Next you put on the hat, which is a kind of bonnet with at shade that completely hides your face if you are seen in profile. It covers your hair too. Then you pull the gloves on. They are long gloves, that go over your elbows and almost up to the sleeves of the dress. 

You stand in front of the mirror to look at yourself now. You are wearing everything – except the sunshade, which is only an accessory anyway. 

Continue going deeper now. Much deeper. As deep as you can. You know how deep you can really go, and right now you go to maximum depth. 

Then you feel it. You feel it now! You start to feel the knickers getting tighter and tighter on your frame. So tight. You can’t believe it. And at the same time you discover that you are completely unable to move. That’s right. You are standing in front of the mirror with your arms to your side, and you are locked – frozen. You are unable to move a muscle, and you eyes are wide with disbelief. 

Next you feel the corset getting tighter. Tighter and tighter now. You try to expand your belly and your chest to stop it from constricting you, but your muscles do not work. You are helpless, as you feel the cursed corset getting tighter and tighter. Oh so tight. You feel like you are about to faint. It is so tight now. You feel like your ribs might be bending and giving way. You feel entranced and helpless and completely at the mercy of the corset. It feels as if two maids are working behind your back – tightening all the ribbons. Mercilessly tightening. You feel your waist getting smaller and smaller. You feel your stomach being pressed upwards now. As your waist is getting smaller and smaller. You see yourself in the mirror, and you can practically see the waist reducing itself as if by magic. The skirt, petticoat and dress all do the same, and it feels like all the clothes are shrinking you down to size. They are moulding your figure perfectly to that hourglass shape with the wide hips that used to be so popular in the Victorian era, and there’s not a thing you can do about it. Then you feel the stockings on your legs. They are getting tighter and tighter now – all the way down into your feet. Pressing themselves mercilessly around your legs and feet – shrinking your legs and feet. You feel that your feet must have gone down a size or two – and then the shoes lock tight – oh so tight around your feet now. Making your feet and legs dainty and feminine. Now the corset starts to work again, but this time you feel something expanding. Your breasts are starting to grow out. That’s right! Your tits are really growing now. They are getting gigantic. You stare at yourself in the mirror, because it is impossible for you to bend your neck or move a muscle in your body still, but in the mirror you clearly see your bosom getting larger and larger in front of your very eyes. Now they are pressing against the rim of the corset, that a moment ago was completely vacant. Now they are overfilling the corset, and you feel your nipples getting really hard inside the corset. You have enormous breasts now. You gasp in amazement. You look almost like a Victorian lady now. You look completely transformed. Next your hands and arms are shrunk inside the gloves. Amazing how soft, leather gloves can squeeze your hands so tightly. You feel your hands almost crushing, as they are being changed into dainty little hands. 

Now the bonnet starts on your face – pressing your cheeks together until your face is slender and very feminine. You see hair – long hair growing out from under the bonnet, and when the hair has reached shoulder length it starts curling itself into pretty little curls.

Continue going deeper and deeper now. You go so deep down. You become so susceptible. You listen to my voice, and everything I say is the way things are from now on. 

You are now transformed completely into a Victorian lady in her tight – oh so tight – corset, with her big dress and padded petticoats, a full bust and lovely, curly hair. You actually look wonderful. 

In this dream – this fantasy story, you are then a reincarnation of the lady who used to own these clothes. You have no way of changing back, and when you walk out of your house soon after, you are in London, England in the Victorian era. You will have left your current body and left your time and place to go back in time and become a real Victorian lady. Because those were not normal clothes – but you had no way of knowing. You must now – in this dream – live the rest of your life as a Victorian lady in the Victorian era in London. 

Luckily this is only a dream – a fantasy, and in a little while – when I wake you up, you will become your normal self again. But for a little while – after you wake up, even though you will have full control of your body and know who you are, you will still be able to feel that tight corset, your big breasts and your Victorian body. You will feel yourself as a Victorian lady completely laced up in her clothes. You might even see yourself as her in the mirror. But it will only last for a little while, and then you will feel the corset and all the other things going away and you will feel your normal self again. 

This feeling of being laced up and being a Victorian lady is only very brief the first time you listen to this file. But if you desire to feel like a Victorian lady for a little longer, you can listen to the file again. And I promise you, that each time you have listened, the feeling of being another person in another body and time will last a little bit longer. A little bit longer every time you listen to the file. You like the feeling of being completely transformed, don’t you? Yes. So lovely. So you might decide to come back and listen some more to this file. You never know.

So when you wake up in a little moment from now, you are yourself in body and mind, but you still feel the snaring corset, the tight stockings, shoes and gloves, and you still feel your face as being somehow different. But if this is the first time you listen, then the effects will only last for 5 minutes – maybe less. Maybe you won’t even feel them. But if you like this fantasy and want to return to it, all you have to do is listen to this file again. And with each and every time you listen, the effects of the file make you feel a little more like a Victorian girl in her tight costume. A little bit longer and a little bit more intense for every time you listen.