"This can't really be happening!" Kayla thought to herself for the twentieth time since she last saw anything.

All she had done was utter one word from a strange book that her roommate had, and she had found her mind trapped in a pair of her roommate's panties. Such a thing shouldn't be possible. Yet Kayla was experiencing it too vividly to be a dream. Meanwhile, Holly was completely oblivious to the fact that she was wearing her roommate.

Thus, Kayla found herself in complete darkness inside of Holly's shorts. She was only able to vaguely hear the chatter of the world outside, but she was kept keenly aware of her situation by the intense sensations of touch she was now experiencing. It wasn't like anything she had ever felt in her human body. Her whole form was being touched at once. Kayla could clearly feel every swing of Holly's hips and every jiggle of her buttocks as she walked. All the while, Kayla was all too aware of Holly's vagina pressed right against her front.

It didn't get much better once Holly sat down for class. The motions of walking were replaced by those of Holly shifting in her seat. Kayla was never aware of how much a human body was constantly moving until she had found herself in this state: unable to move but wrapped around another person. The constant movement made it impossible for Kayla to think beyond her disbelief and and discomfort. "Does she have to fidget around so much!?!" She thought furiously.

That was how Kayla spent what should've been her first day of college classes. She could only futilely scream in her mind for someone to get her out of this nightmare. She was able to hear the sounds of professors talking and feel each of Holly's movements, but could see nothing while encased in the darkness of Holly's shorts. The entire day was spent in that pitch black darkness. The lone exception being the two times she spent wrapped around Holly's ankles as she used the restroom.

It was without question the most embarrassing and degrading thing she had ever experienced. She was actually being worn by another person. All the while, the world outside went on as usual, completely oblivious to what she was going through. She may as well have not been there.

After what seemed like an eternity of this torturous state, light flooded into Kayla's field of vision. Holly was getting undressed and ready to go to bed. Kayla was able to see their dorm room for a brief moment before Holly pulled a long nightshirt on obscuring Kayla's vision once more. This became complete darkness once Holly climbed into bed and pulled the covers over herself. Soon Holly was asleep, leaving Kayla to ponder her predicament.

She couldn't move, couldn't speak and had no way to let anyone know where she was. She was helplessly wrapped around Holly's pelvic area until the spell or whatever it was wore off. Kayla kept telling herself that it had to wear off. The alternative was to horrible to think about.

Kayla remained helplessly worn by Holly until the morning. Before getting into the shower, Holly pulled off the panties that Kayla had become. Kayla was relieved to no longer be stuck to her roommate's crotch but this relief quickly left her when she saw what would be the next stop in her experience as an undergarment. Holly pulled out a large drawstring bag used for storing dirty laundry out from under her bed and tossed Kayla in. The rest of Holly's clothes from the previous day were piled in as well before she closed the back and shoved it back under the bed. Soon, Kayla heard her leave for class. Kayla was left alone and forgotten in the laundry bag to hope this ordeal would end soon.