An idea suggested by Thiagotm that I really liked.
My friends and I were all super excited that our favorite idol was coming to our small town. The ticket prices were outrageously high, and the lines for buying them were usually super long. So like true fighters, we camped outside days before they sold the tickets. We each scored tickets in the front row at the concert. It cost an arm and leg, and I may never financially recover but it was worth it to see the J-pop band Spellbound Party, and my favorite singer Rena. She is honestly perfect, and we have so much in common. We both have short black hair, green eyes, and a love for purple. I wish I could get a chance to speak with her, I’m sure we’d really hit it off. I’m not delusional, I know that’ll never happen. Instead, getting to be up close and personal at the concert will have to be enough for me. So the day comes and my whole group heads to the concert hall and enters inside. We wait around for a while and even leave to get some drinks and snacks.
Then the lights dim down, letting everyone know the show was about to begin. Music starts playing and the girls come running out. They perform song after song and dance around, all while the crowd cheers and goes nuts. They eventually stop halfway through the show for a break, and to give the audience a chance to use the restrooms or get drinks. I wander off during this time and just look around, even hitting one of the merch stands outside the main hall. After I buy some things, I start feeling sick and walk off to the side to try and get a hold of myself. I lean on a wall as everything around me starts spinning. It got so bad that it felt like I was about to pass out. Then it suddenly stopped. It was very strange, I’d never felt anything like that in my entire life. I went to walk back to see my friends when I noticed my shoes felt different. I looked down and was shocked to see my entire outfit changed.
I was now wearing an exact copy of Rena’s outfit she had on that night. I had a very short frilly purple dress on, a band around my thigh, and a pair of very tight panties which is currently hugging my balls most uncomfortably. Below that was a set of purple high heels. I was confused about how to change clothes, but before I could figure it out, someone noticed me and yelled out. Suddenly I had a crowd of people surrounding me, begging me to sign autographs. I couldn’t handle the sudden swarm of people. I couldn’t understand why they wanted my autograph, it was almost like they thought I was Rena herself. As the crowd got bigger, a few security guards came to my rescue. They escorted me away from them. They brought me backstage and put me into a private room filled with drinks and snacks. I wasn’t sure what they wanted me to do, so I decided to help myself. I then looked over the dress I was wearing.
I still can’t understand how I got into this outfit, and I know I should be embarrassed wearing it, but since it’s a very nice replica of Rena’s outfit I don't mind so much. I can always display it at my house, which is kinda the best souvenir I could get. After a while of waiting one of the stage crew comes and gets me out of the room. I thought I was going to be led back out to the concert, but I was wrong. I was brought up to the platform that lifts up onto the stage. I looked at the person who brought me up here and asked them why I was going on stage. They merely replied with, to finish the concert. Then the rest of the Spellbound Party joined me on the platform lift. I was giddy with excitement getting to stand so close to them. Then I became slightly sad when I realized Rena was nowhere to be seen. The lift starts to go up and music begins playing. Once we were up on stage everyone started dancing and singing. Including myself, I couldn't stop myself from running around and performing dance moves.
I had no idea what was happening to me, how did no one notice anything strange going on? Then I saw it, or more like myself. There were large screens above certain areas that showed the performance on stage from different angles. I saw Rena up on stage performing, the cute adorable Idol was dancing around and singing. Expect that she wasn’t on stage and instead, I was on stage doing all those things. So somehow everyone sees me as Rena? After the show ended I was taken to a party backstage, where we mingled with people who bought backstage passes. I had to sign an autograph for every single one, I literally couldn’t refuse, because my body did it on its own. After that, I was forced onto a tour bus. The other girls all got undressed and got into more comfortable clothes. Then they began talking and hanging out like we were at some sort of girly sleepover. One of them noticed I hadn't changed out and then insisted they help me get changed. She removed my dress and threw all kinds of clothes at me. I got dressed in most of it since it was basic pants and a shirt. The problem was she instead wore underwear, apparently, it's a bus rule. So I was forced to put on another pair of panties and a bra. It was strange to wear, especially when no one around me saw it as a problem. I honestly don’t mind being an idol, or even Rena, but why did it have to be like this? Why couldn't I have her body? Instead, everyone just thinks I look like her. This sure is going to be an interesting life...
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2023-07-13 12:19:09 +0000 UTC