Riley Gendreau
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Object transfromation: Black bra (Early access)
🕑 Added 2023-07-01 20:12:16 +0000 UTCI slipped at work today and ended up slipping down the side of a roof. Luckily I managed to stop before falling off the roof, but I managed to split my pants right down the middle. It's common in my line of work to go through pants, but this was the most embarrassing rip yet.
So after facing my humiliation like a man for the rest of the day, I got home and tossed the pair I destroyed. I go take a shower and head into my bedroom afterwards to get dressed. I opened my dresser drawer where I keep my pants.
I only had one pair left, so either I start doing laundry everyday, or it’s time to go shopping. So I grab my keys, get in my car and head off to a store that sells clothes. Once I get to the store I head right over to the mens pant section and begin browsing.
I pick out a few pairs and head over to the changing rooms to try them on. I get inline behind this amazing beautiful blonde bimbo. She had a few pairs of bras and panties she was about to try on.
I bet she’ll look great in them, especially with the size of her chest. She has the biggest set of airbags I’ve ever seen. Those bras are both lucky to be touching those things and unlucky to be stuffed with them to the point of exploding.
A few changing rooms open up and both the blonde woman and I head inside. I began trying on the pants and squatting and randomly moving around to make sure they’re comfortable and don't tear when in use.
I was about to put the pants I came in back on when my phone phased and beeped. I had received a text from an unknown number. The sentence seemed like gibberish, so I started reading it out loud to try and see if I could peace it together.
After I finished reading it I shrugged, I have no idea what it was supposed to be. I get my pants on and exit the changing room. I stopped outside the door when I realized I didn't tie the laces on my boot.
As I’m tieing my boots, I notice they look kinda weird. It was like I could see through them, like they were fading away. Before I could inspect it too much, the door to the changing room next to me flung open.
Out came the blonde form before. She trips over me and all the clothes she had flew into the air above me. They quickly came back down and covered me, everything went dark and I suddenly felt flat.
Everything was dark, but I could hear the woman next to me. She had gotten up and was saying sorry, but suddenly stopped saying something along the lines of imagining tripping over someone.
I guess she got up as she called herself a clutz. I tried to get up, but I was unable to move, then I tried to call out for help, but I couldn’t speak either. I started freaking out, had this woman somehow paralyzed me?
The woman's voice started getting closer, then things around me started moving. I was now able to see the woman. For some reason though she didn’t acknowledge me at all, instead she just bent over and picked up her clothes.
Then to my horror she picked me up and placed me on top of the pile of her clothes. I was panicking and trying to figure out what happened, when the woman reached the checkout, reality hit me with an answer.
The checkout attendant picked me up and ran me under the scanner, and while holding me she told the blonde woman how cute and soft this bra was. She was talking about me, somehow I’m inside this woman's bra, or am I her bra?
I don't even know. I was folded and put into a plastic bag. I shook back and forth until I was tossed in the trunk of her car. I had a nice twenty minutes in the trunk to get all of my panicked freakout out before being brought into her house.
Once inside her house I was tossed into her washing machine. That was an awful experience, as it turns out even if I’m a piece of clothing I can still taste certain things, and feel almost everything.
So for an hour I was spun around getting nothing but the taste of soap as I smashed around the drum of the washer. Then, into the dyer I went, and the adventure began again, although this was better since there was no soap.
Once the dyer stopped, the woman returned and pulled all of her clothes out. She folded most of them and we headed into her bedroom. She tossed me onto the bed and started putting everything else away.
As I sat there watching her, I noticed she had all kinds of candles lit up, almost in a sexy bedroom scene. After she put her clothes away she started getting undressed. Then she pulled out a pair of panties that matched me and a pair of pantyhose.
She slipped the panties on and then the pantyhose. I was grabbed off of the bed and lifted up to her chest. It almost felt like getting my ass fucked, as she slipped hir massive tits into my back side.
I felt full and like I was stretching. My new straps felt like they were about to snap in half, but as bad as it sounds it felt amazing. I almost wanted more of it. That was just the feelings, the taste was just as good.
I felt like I was kissing her nipples, as I sure could taste them. I could even taste the moisturizer she had used, and it wasn't bad at all, it even smelled really good. Just when I thought this couldn't get weird or sexier she started massaging her boobs through me.
She laid on the bed and continued to play with herself. Then a few minutes later a man walked into her room. The two wasted no time getting busy, and I got to feel the man's big hands start playing with me, and end up slipping under me.
As he played with her nipples and she began moaning, the man used his other hand to slip her panthouse down. He then slid her panties to the side and began to unzip his shorts, and before I knew it he was screwing her silly.
The two have some major stamina, going for hours non stop. Once the man was ready he pulled out and shot cumm all over the woman. Which meant me as well, which was awful, his cum is gross, but at least I didn’t swallow it like the woman did.
The woman went to the bathroom and started cleaning herself up, but not before she finished rubbing the cum all around me. I guess she has some sort of slut fetish or something, because she was way into it.
She tossed me into the hamper. It is dark, smells and tastes awful and the worst part is that it's so boring it's driving me nuts. I’m not even sure how much time has passed, but it has to have been days at this point. I hope someone saves me, or at the very least the blonde bimbo does some laundry.
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last_of_workers
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