Changing her own wardrobe

"No, this won't do at all. I've a motherly, and yet mature and sexy image to maintain. Cannot have such a plain wardrobe as this. With a simple touch, her own matronly influence was already spread, altering her stockpile of clothes. Her plain skirts became silky and dark, some becoming longer like Pencil skirts aswell as shorter towards micro and miniskirts. Shirts became blouses and dresses, and simple brassieres became either pushup bras or corsets. The color schemes were dark and sensual, from black, scarlet reds, cerulean blues and even violet purples. Every article altered it's fabric to be silk, nylon, leather and in some cases rubbery PVC. "Excellent!" she said, twirling around and admiring her own silky nightie. She had her own perfect wardrobe now, however her room could use a few changes. And later, despite being conflicted with such devious thoughts she considered what needed to be changed most ultimately of all. Her cherished daughters.