Sequel to Left at Home Mature Content
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“I really love the arraignment that My wife and I have.” The blue satin panties that used to be Tara’s husband Karl thought.
“I love how she keeps me transformed as the same object until she finds a normal object of the same type that are more comfortable. Although I think I had more fun as a pair of her boots than being a pair of her panties.” The panties reflected.
“At least as her boots I seemed to be used more often. With how many other panties she has it seems she only wears me once or twice a month. Waiting in the clothes hamper or her panty drawer to be washed gets boring really fast. The washing machine and dryer are pretty intense though!” Karl thought with a mental shudder of remembered pleasure from his last trip though the wash.
“Hindsight being what it is I should have asked Tara to be restored to being human in between clothing transformations.” The panties thought ruefully, “Even though I really enjoy this, I find myself missing the ability to wrap my arms around Tara, talk to her, caress her and have sex with her.” He finished the thought with a mental sigh.
“Part of the transformation is that I feel pleasure when I’m being worn or moved around but the pleasure only builds and builds to the point it feels like it is driving me crazy. I literally loose the ability to form any coherent thoughts when I get like that and eventually shut down. When I come to me senses again I usually find myself on the floor or in the dirty clothes. The cycle starts all over again when I’m washed. I usually wake up in the dark nestled in amongst the many other panties that I share a drawer with. Clothes can’t orgasm I guess...” Karl reminisced.
“Speaking of being washed and worn I seem to have been at the bottom of the hamper for a lot longer than normal. I can’t remember hearing her move about the bathroom for quite awhile now.” The panties thought.
“I hope she didn’t go to her Coven meeting without me!” The panties thought worriedly since there wasn’t anything else they could do about it anyway.