Throughout that sunday, Nina actually didn’t really think much about the whole situation anymore. She just hung out with her friend and when they ordered a pizza that night, Nina made sure not to accidentally glance over at the delivery guy. It wasn’t until late at night that the realization started dawning on her that these would be the last minutes she’d spend as a human again for the following week.

    “Are you ready?” Carolline asked.

    Nina nodded. “I think I am,” she said.

    Carolline smiled. “I wonder what you’ll become,” she said.

    “Is it different every time?” Nina asked.

    “Yeah. It really depends on the person that cursed you. You’ll become a piece of clothing that he or she would definitely want to wear that week. So for me, that would indeed be a dress or something,” Carolline said.

    “But if you were cursed by a guy, you’d be, well, guy things,” Nina continued.

    Carolline laughed. “Yeah, that,” she said.

    Nina laughed as well when the by now familiar warmth of magic was starting to envelop her. She let out a soft moan as once more, she felt herself shrinking.

    “Midnight…” Carolline said. “Until next week, Nina… enjoy yourself.”

    “See you… next week,” Nina stammered. She felt wonderful as the transformation overcame her completely. What surprised her though that she was shrinking more and more this time. She was going to be something small alright.

    The feeling overcame Nina that she had to sit down on the ground. Not only that but… she just had to strip. She had to before it was too late that she couldn’t do it anymore. Quickly, she pulled off everything, making Carolline blush quite a bit. However, Nina didn’t care. The transformation had compelled her to do it.

    When she was fully naked, she placed her hands on her lower legs and she put her feet together. All the while she was still shrinking further and further. Her hands soon merged together with her legs and they thinned out, becoming more like straps.

    Nina’s main body, in the meantime, began splitting into two almost, only staying connected down the middle. Her two halves began forming into cups while her legs also thinned out completely. Frills appeared around the edges of her body while she transformed more and more, becoming black until finally, she was…

    “A bra?!” Carolline cried out.

    And just like that, Nina knew that her owner was right. Was she already referring to Carolline as her owner again? Well, she had been looking forward to it. She was very much ready to accept this as her reality alright, even if she was now a bra instead of a dress. Now, her purpose was no longer really to make her owner look pretty. No, she had a new purpose: she was to support the bosom of her owner.

    Nina got picked up by Carolline, who actually started laughing. “I can’t believe it. You got turned into a frilly bra… I guess we’re going to get a lot more intimate this week,” she said.

Intimacy was indeed the right word. Of course, Nina wasn’t worn straight away. Instead, she got stored in the wardrobe as she had been multiple times already over the course of the previous week when she was still a dress. Now though, as a bra, she somehow felt so much more vulnerable. She was smaller, she was flimsier, and she was not supposed to be seen by people other than her owner.

    The feeling of being nothing but a bra came to Nina a lot faster this time, for she was now a lot more experienced and familiar with the tug on her mind. She was able to trust the fact that she wouldn’t lose herself. That she would still be her. Just with a very different, very inanimate self image.

    But what really sent her over the edge was the first time that her owner decided to wear her. It was relatively early in the morning when Nina was picked up and Carolline held her up carefully.

    “I can’t believe I’m going to wear my best friend around my boobs…” she said. She was mostly musing it to herself. Of course, that was to be expected. There were no other humans around. There was just the bra that she held in her hands.

    Carefully, she placed the bra’s cups over her breasts and clasped the piece of underwear closed behind her back. Then she pulled the straps over her arms and onto her shoulders before finally admiring herself in the mirror.

    Even if the bra could speak right now, it wouldn’t know how to express the incredible sensations that it was going through at that moment. It was made to perfectly cup around its owners breasts. It could feel the gentle breathing and heartbeat of its owner. It was filled with warmth and of course the roundness of Carolline.

    Soon after this, the bra was covered over by other pieces of clothing, cutting off its visibility to the outside world. The only ones that would know of the bra’s existence were Carolline and the bra itself. There was a tenderness and closeness that could only be felt by a girl’s bra. Something that the bra itself definitely had not anticipated to feel before it transformed.

    And just like that, the bra once again lost itself almost completely into these sensations of bliss and arousal. It trusted that by the end, it would be back to normal but that was a long time away. There were much more important things to think about now. All that it had to do was to support its owner. To maintain its owner’s modesty. Nothing else truly mattered to a bra.

Just as the week before, the bra simply lost track of time. It was vaguely aware of things going on around it. What Carolline was saying and doing. It wasn’t nearly as important as the fact that its owner was feeling comfortable wearing her bra. That it was supportive and not too restraining.

    Most evenings, after Carolline got home and she was sure that she didn’t have to go anywhere anymore, she did take off her bra and tossed it carelessly onto the bed after which she just went about her evening. That was normal. Why, if the bra was human, it would do the same thing.

    But all things had to come to an end eventually and before she even realized it, Nina was human once again. If she had loved her experience as a dress, she had absolutely adored her experience as a bra. She didn’t want it to end! She wanted more! She wanted another week of this! Maybe she could be panties next? Or what about…

    “Nina?” Carolline interrupted her.

    “A-ah… I’m back, huh?” Nina gasped, sitting up and eyeing her friend. The realization hit her then that she had been hugging her breasts all week long and so she quickly looked away again, blushing.

    Carolline blushed as well. “How was it?” she asked.

    “... It was nice…” Nina admitted.

    “You… felt nice,” Carolline admitted back.

    Nina looked at her. “I’m glad we did this…” she said.

    Carolline nodded. “Yeah… I’m almost a little jealous…” she said.

    Nina grinned. “I don’t know how yet… but I’ll wear you as my bra one of these days,” she said.

    Carolline winked. “Deal!” she said. “But now… we have to pass this curse to Ashley. Two weeks is long enough.”

    Nina nodded. She knew that her friend was right. If she were to spend yet another week as clothing, she was beginning to fear that she would truly never want it to end. Resolutely, she picked up her phone and notified Ashley.

Nina was quite nervous. Ashley had just come over and Nina was sitting at the dinner table with her eyes closed still.

    “So… what were you this past week?” Ashley asked her.

    “... A bra,” Nina admitted.

    Ashley chuckled. “Ah, being a bra is nice. I was one as well when I had the curse last time,” she said.

    “How did you get the curse?” Carolline asked.

    “Some girl I didn’t know at the time. We became good friends afterwards though. I mean, of course you would after she wears you around for three weeks,” Ashley said.

    “T-three weeks?!” Nina gasped.

    “Uhuh. It was very nice but I felt like I had had enough after the third week. Well, I had had enough at the time at least,” Ashley explained.

    “Wait… you felt that you had enough?” Carolline asked.

    “Yep. I believe that’s how it works. You can keep going with it until you’ve had enough,” Ashley said.

    Nina faced Carolline, though without looking at her just in case. “We… were worried that you could completely lose yourself…” she said.

    “Ah, I can understand where you’re coming from,” Ashley said. “It’s completely safe though. From what I hear, the longest anybody ever kept the curse was 10 whole weeks but that’s really an outlier. Most only keep it for 1 to 3 weeks,” Ashley said.

    Nina’s breathing began going a little faster and deeper. She didn’t have to worry about losing herself, meaning it would be safe to keep the curse a little longer…

    “But we’re here to get the curse off of you, right?” Ashley said.

    “R-right…” Nina stammered.

    “But you don’t really want that,” Ashley continued.

    It was as if she was reading Nina’s mind. She shook her head wordlessly.

    “You want to become pretty clothing for Carolline some more,” Ashley said.

    Nina wordlessly nodded her head.

    “Uhm… wait… that’s not-,” Carolline started but Ashley cut her off.

    “You enjoy being clothes so much. You love the feeling of fulfilling your simple purpose by being worn. You reveled in the thoughts of being owned by someone…” Ashley said.

    “Fuck… yes…” Nina said. She had begun moaning slightly. She had no idea that Ashley could be so kinky. What surprised Nina was the fact that she could hear someone else moaning as well.

    Ashley chuckled. “Here’s what we’re going to do then, Nina,” she began. “Pass the curse onto me now. I’ll be whatever I’ll be for the next week… maybe more. After that, I’ll have to be away for some weeks and then, I will come back for the both of you,” she said.

    “B-both of us?” Nina stammered.

    “Yes… please…” Carolline stammered. Had Ashley ensnared her friend into this as well?!

    Ashley chuckled again. “That’s a deal then! Excellent. Now then, just pass me the curse, and I will see you next week,” she said.

    Nina gulped. She had agreed to become clothing again at a later date. A part of her was sad about that. After all, she wanted to be clothing more often now! But the prospect of becoming clothing later for a longer time was very much enticing and appealing. She nodded and finally opened her eyes to look straight into Ashley’s.

    Ashley smiled broadly when the curse passed into her. “I’ll see you next week, my owner,” she said while winking. With that, she began transforming. She shrank down rather quickly. A lot faster than how Nina experienced it but then, time appeared to slow when she was transforming.

    Quickly, Ashley was forming what had to be a red tank top with the image of a rocker girl on it. It looked rather pretty and comfy alright.

    “Whoah… it really worked,” Nina said.

    Carolline shook her head. “Yeah… of course it did,” she said.

    Nina gulped and eyed her friend. “You wanted the curse back too…?”

    Carolline blushed. “Yeah… your new tank top is awfully persuasive,” she said.

    Nina laughed and picked up the garment from out of the pile of clothes that Ashley had been wearing before her transformation. “I guess I own you now… that feels really weird to say. But I will take proper care of you! And wear you often,” she said.

    Carolline smiled. “Seeing as Ashley has already experienced this before, I guess she’ll see herself as just a tank top soon enough,” she said.

    Nina nodded. She then took off her own top that she had been wearing and put on Ashley. It surprised her how incredibly comfortable and form fitting it felt. “Whoah,” she mused softly.

    “Nice, right?” Carolline said.

    “Yeah… I had no idea…” Nina said.

    “I have to admit… being the owner has its perks as well,” Carolline said.

    Nina grinned and began picking up Ashley’s former clothing and other things. She would have to hold onto that until at least next week after all. “I guess this isn’t the last time either of us are getting cursed, huh…” Nina said.

    Carolline bit her lip. “I guess not…”

    Nina looked down at her tank top. At the person that would likely be wearing her at some point in the future. It was hard to believe that this tank top had been a human woman mere moments earlier. A woman with her own belongings. With her own beliefs. With her own life. Now, it was a tank top. Tank tops don’t own anything. It was a girl’s property. Nothing more.

    Nina got excited just thinking about it already. She would make sure not to refer to Ashley by name this week. Heck, she shouldn’t be talking to her tank top at all! Since Ashley kept this curse for three weeks, that meant that she had thoroughly enjoyed the objectification and so, Nina was going to eagerly oblige. Something that she expected in return as well when the curse would circle back to her again.

    “Well… enjoy your time together with your new clothing,” Carolline said.

    Nina smiled and hugged her friend close. “I will. Thank you for wearing me these two weeks,” she said.

    “Hey, what are friends for,” carolline laughed.

    With that, Nina left out the door and stepped into the sunlight. This had truly been a life-changing experience and it was far from over for her and her friends. She truly felt that the Curse of Marville should really be referred to more as a blessing in disguise.