(swimsuit tf)

Nothing, absolutely nothing happened for what felt like an eternity for Tessa. She dangled from the hanger in Kylie's locker, utterly still and silent. The chatter of the other women in the locker room had ended a long time ago, and even the sound of the cleaning crew doing their work seemed like a distant memory. Tessa was all alone with her thoughts.

Kylie couldn't have been serious about keeping Tessa as a competition swimsuit for the whole season. There was just no way she could possibly think anyone would agree to that. Then again, she never would have thought a person could be turned into a swimsuit either. While the locker room remained silent, Tessa was all alone with the memories of what her first day as a swimsuit had been like. The stretching, the pulling, the moisture, the vivid contact with Kylie's body, all while she could do nothing to stop it or even protest it. All of it combined to form an experience a human mind was never meant to have. Now, she found herself dealing with the other extreme. It was pitched-black inside the locker, the lights had long since been shut off. The silence was haunting. The lack of sight and sound was keeping Tessa's mind in a horribly anxious state. Adding to it was her utter inability to move. She had never been this still for this long, it probably wasn't even possible to be this still in a human body. As a swimsuit however, there wasn't even the motion of breathing. Tessa wasn't sure whether the over-stimulation of being worn or the sensory deprivation of being left in the locker was worse.

If Kylie truly was planning to keep Tessa as a swimsuit through the entire season, then Tessa would be in for months of this. This thought truly shook Tessa to the core of her being. There was simply no way she could handle that. She would go insane! She had to escape! Except.....how could she escape? She couldn't move at all, so there was no possibility of breaking out of the locker and running away. She couldn't talk either, so there would be no calling for help. There was truly nothing she could do.

Eventually, the lights in the locker room turned on and Tessa could faintly hear some movement and chatter outside. She would probably still be stuck in the locker all day while Kylie was in class. Sure enough, Tessa's stay in the locker was far from over. She remained motionless for hours that seemed like days. Slowly, the activity outside the locker seemed to increase. Without warning the door to the locker opened and Tessa was greeted by Kylie's smiling face. "Alright, let's have another good day of practice." She said to the swimsuit in her locker, oblivious to the cursing going through the mind of the person trapped as said swimsuit.

After remaining still in the locker for so long Tessa was not prepared for Kylie's hand to pull her off of the hanger and carry her out into the light. Tessa was disturbed to see that Kylie had already completely undressed. There was no doubt what was coming next. Before Tessa could prepare herself, the top of her was stretched open. One leg slid through her, then the other. Before Tessa could get her bearings, she was pulled over Kylie's naked body. Finally, Kylie let the helpless swimsuit snap into place tightly around her body.

Instantly, Tessa felt herself slightly stretch and contract with Kylie's breath. Tessa once again found herself horrifically aware of Kylie's every contour and crevice. Kylie's skin rubbed unrelentingly against the inside of Tessa's form as the former walked out of the locker room toward the pool.

From there, Tessa endured the same ordeal as the day before. There was no movement Kylie could make that Tessa wouldn't vividly feel. The water soaked through every fiber of Tessa's being and caused her to cling even more tightly to Kylie. Coherent thought became impossible. It all just became a blur of stretching, pulling, and splashing.

Before Tessa knew it, Kylie was rinsing off in the shower. Kylie roughly rubbed Tessa against her without a care in the word. Tessa got a brief moment of relief when Kylie took her off to finish her shower, but that was short lived as Tessa remembered what came after the previous shower. Kylie's hands grabbed Tessa and mercilessly twisted her to wring out every bit of moisture possible. Tessa wished dearly that she could scream. Soon, Tessa was once again alone in Kylie's locker to process another day of being a swimsuit.

The exact same series of events occurred the next day, and the day after that, and the day after that. Tessa's thoughts were reduced to mental cries and whimpers as she was once again wrung out after Kylie's post-practice shower. She desperately wanted just to move on her own, or even just to be able to talk to someone. Really, she would be happy with anything that wasn't being stretched over the body of someone who was basically a stranger or being left alone in the stillness and silence of the locker. As Kylie left the locker carrying Tessa with her, Tessa was already dreading being left on the hanger again for more hours of nothing.

However, when Kylie got back to her locker, she instead wrapped Tessa up in a towel. Tessa was shocked by the first change in the daily routine since her transformation. The fibers of the towel rubbed roughly against Tessa's thin form as Kylie grabbed the wrapped-up swimsuit. Tessa couldn't see what was happening, but from the muffled sounds she could hear and the feeling of being lowered into something, she guessed that she had just been shoved inside a gym bag. Her guess was confirmed when she heard the sound of a zipper closing. Tessa was now left to wonder where Kylie was taking her now. "Maybe she's going to change me back once we're out of sight of everyone." Tessa desperately hoped. She couldn't imagine what else Kylie would want to do with her.

Kylie picked up the bag and left the locker room with Tessa inside being shaken up with the other contents of the bag. Being carried in the bag was a dizzying blur as Tessa was unable to see the objects she was being tossed around with before it mercifully came to a stop as Kylie must have set the bag down. Tessa soon heard the rumble of a car engine. For a while, Tessa could only listen to the sound of the car running. A few seconds after the car engine stopped, the bag was once again picked up and Tessa was subjected to another round of being jostled with the bag's other contents. Tessa could faintly hear Kylie greet some other people before a series of loud thumps that sounded like Kylie was climbing down some stairs.

Without warning, the zipper of the bag opened, and Kylie's hand shot into the bag and tightly grabbed Tessa. She was pulled out of the bag and light flooded her vision. It took Tessa a few seconds to regain her senses after being yanked out of a duffle bag like the piece of clothing she now was. Once her vision came into focus, she saw that she was now in a laundry room. "Alright, let's get you all clean for next week!" Kylie said in that sickeningly cheerful voice of hers before opening the door of a washing machine.

"What?! No! You can't run me through a washing machine! You're insane! Stop this and let me go NOW! LET ME GO!" Tessa tried frantically to shout. Of course, she remained as voiceless as she had since this nightmare began. She was casually tossed into the washing machine followed by a massive pile of other clothes. Tessa futilely tried to figure out a way out of what was about to happen. She had spent plenty of time underwater while being worn by Kylie at the pool, so she couldn't drown in this form. However, that didn't make being thrown into a washing machine any less terrifying. Kylie poured in some detergent and then, the door of the machine closed with a threatening slam. Tessa heard a metallic click, and then came the unmistakable sound of water rushing in.

In just a second, the water had completely soaked through Tessa. She was once again completely soaked like she had been each day at the pool, but this time she wasn't forced to cling tighter to a wearer. Instead, she simply floated in the steadily rising water. Once the cylinder was full it began to spin. It was slow at first, but quickly began to speed up. Tessa found herself being swept up by the forming whirlpool. She was soon completely lost in the current of water and fabric. Tessa felt like she was going to be ripped apart by the rush of water and the other clothes colliding with her. She was being spun around too rapidly to think about anything.

It was impossible to tell how long it had been since this horrific ride began. Eventually though, the spinning ended, and Tessa spun to a stop. The water drained out and Tessa was left in a pile of wet clothes. For a few seconds she thought it was over, but then water began to pour in again for the rinse cycle. Before Tessa knew it, the water began rotating again. She was helplessly swept into the wet cyclone for another relentless ride.

When Tessa regained her senses, she was buried in a pile of wet fabric. For a while, the inside of the washing machine was eerily quiet. The silence was only broken when the door opened, and Kylie began to pull the soaked garments out. When she grabbed Tessa, Kylie seemed to examine the swimsuit for a moment before tossing Tessa into the dryer. Once the rest of the clothes were piled in, Kylie closed the door and plunged Tessa into darkness once more. With a loud creak, Tessa's surroundings began to rotate. The spinning was much slower than it was in the washer, but this just enabled Tessa to be more aware of being tossed around in the mess of fabric surrounding her. Being picked up and dropped by the turning of the metal cylinder was dizzying and Tessa was sure she would throw up if she still had a stomach. As time passed, Tessa could tell it was getting hotter, even if her ability to discern temperature wasn't as good as it would be if she were still flesh and blood. Soon enough, the water soaked into her began to evaporate. It felt as if Tessa were becoming lighter as the moisture disappeared from her fibers. Her limp form fluttered more easily through the laundry pile as she dried out. By the time the dryer stopped Tessa felt like she was barely there at all.

When the door to the dryer finally opened, the first thing Kylie grabbed was the swimsuit. "There we go, I bet that was refreshing. You feel so soft now." Kylie said.

"Please just stop this." Tessa silently begged. "Do you have any idea what you're doing to me?"

"Can't wait to get you back on and get more practice in. The first meet will be here before we know it!" Kylie continued, oblivious to Tessa's objections.

From there, Kylie picked up the gym bag and shoved the newly washed swimsuit inside. Tessa was left alone in the dark bag for another seemingly endless period of stillness and silence. Finally, Tessa felt Kylie pick up the bag. One car ride later, they were back on campus. Kylie made her way to the locker room for her first stop. Unfortunately, this didn't mean Tessa would get out of the bag. Rather than take Tessa out and put her on the hanger like usual, Kylie just shoved the whole bag into the locker. This time, Tessa got to spend the waiting period in the locker packed tight with Kylie's other workout equipment. Tessa couldn't believe Kylie had found a way to make her miss the hanger. She was stuck in the cramped darkness the entire day while Kylie was in class.

Tessa's boredom made her wish for something, anything to happen. She would soon regret that wish once the bag was opened and Tessa saw Kylie's smiling face. At this point, it was hard for Tessa to mentally keep up with what was happening as she was once again stretched over Kylie's body. Another week of practice had begun.