Was asked to continue this story, so please enjoy this befor..
🕑 Added 2023-05-26 16:17:35 +0000 UTC
Was asked to continue this story, so please enjoy this before I continue the newest story!!
Stuck as a Thong part 2
After spending a solid week lost in your older sister's boyfriend's dirty laundry, buried deep under piles of sweaty and filthy clothing, you were finally seeing light as the laundry that was your prison was emptied into the washer. You tumbled into the dark machine as more clothing followed. Then the lid shut and the washer clicked and churned to life.
You felt the soap filled water soak into your tiny fabric form, greedily sucking into your form as the scents and tastes slowly faded from you. Then the spinning started... you felt sick as your entire world spun and whirled around the other clothing, feeling yourself get heavier and crushed under the wet clothing.
Soon enough your world spun to a stop and you were switched into the dryer with your other clothing companions. The dryer smelled of sweet fabric softener and a hint of mold. As the machine came to life, you began to tumble and spin once again, this time heating up as you did. The moisture that soaked your form began to dry out and you felt sick, burnt, and light as the dryer went on.
After some time spent in darkness and the heat cooling from the clothing around you, you felt a large hand grab onto you. Light flooded your vision as you're suspended into the air. As your vision returned you saw your sister smiling at you, were you saved? Was she able to tell you were there?!
"Yes! I knew I left an extra thong here! Okay babe, you're welcome to keep that gross one. You did a number on it anyways, hahaha!" Ypur sisters voice echoed through your mind. She just needed a replacement thong. Then you remembered what she said, her boyfriend did a number on your replacement. You shuddered as your sister fed her thick thighs through your thin form and pulled you up in place again.
The familiar scent of your sister hit you like a truck! An unwashed post sex taste filled your world as your sister dressed herself and kissed her boyfriend goodbye. The feel of her thick asscheeks rubbing and grinding you between them semi excited you as you were depraved from any touch for a long while. You hated yourself for thinking it, but you were actually starting to enjoy the feeling of being worn by your sister. It felt, safe, familiar to you.
As you focused on the scents and feeling around you, your thoughts were interrupted as your sister bent and sat down aggressively into her car. You felt yourself get pulled tight, followed by an abrupt impact and your sister full weight nearly suffocating you! The grime from her asshole began to become almost a sweat covered paste as she drove. The heat from the car and the day causing her to sweat a bit directly into your face and mouth.
The pressure soon released as your unaware sister stood up and began to walk again. This time she headed into the locker room to ready herself and change for her Volleyball game. You heard muffled talking and made a few words. Given what you could hear you assumed she was talking with her volleyball team.
She peeled her legging down, allowing fresh air to you. You tried to suck it in before the meaty cheeks closed you back in as your sister stood back up. She was changing...
You suddenly realized what was gonna happen as your sister pulled up her tight shorts that barely covered her cheeks. You recalled seeing one your sisters games where she had sweat so much she looked like she went swimming in her full gear! You cried out again, hoping your sister would finally hear you! She finished getting dressed as the team walked out to begin the game, not hearing a single word from you.
The game began and your already regretted being her thong. The small beads of sweat from your time with her in the car became streams of salt filled, grime covered water that filled your everything. The post sex taste was masked by the putrid smells and tastes of unwashed ass and sweat mix. The massive cheeks that surrounded you, jiggled and flexed, squishing you and grinding you.
It was pure hell. You died and this was pure hell...
After an eternity of sweat and grinding, the shorts peeled off your sister and you once again felt air. You gasped it up hard as the cheek filled your world again. Then suddenly, you were tugged down aggressively and dropped onto the bench nearby.
You could see an ocean of massive giantesses all changing and walking by you. The entire thing was too much to fully fathom as your sister sighed loudly.
"I need a damn shower! I'm soaked in sweat!" Your sister exclaimed to her friends as the Group walked into the showers. You watched as a few ladies from her team changed. Suddenly pale white and freckled cheeks slammed into the bench next to your head, causing the bench to vibrate and your sweaty form to drop to the floor under the bench. The massive pale skinned woman dried her hair as she sat in a small towel that barely covered her body. She grabbed her duffel bag and began to change to some leggings and a shirt, exposing her full glory to your tiny fabric form, Unaware anyone was watching her. She then accidentally dropped her towel onto you at her feet as she finished dressing.
You soon felt yourself being lifted and then immediately crammed into the pale woman's duffel bag along with her towel and sweat filled volleyball uniform. You tried to cry out to her or anyone to help you, but in response you only heard the familiar sound of the duffel bag zipping up as you were carried off with this unknown woman. You hoped somehow she would realize her mistake and you'd be given back to your sister and hopefully one day make it back as a person...
End?
