Lily walked into her room, and the first thing she did was look at the swimsuit hanging from her closet door. It remained right where she had left it. Normally it would seem strange to expect a swimsuit to move on its own, but that was what Lily had been hoping for.



It had been five days since Lily's best friend, Celine, had transformed herself into a swimsuit to sneak along on a beach trip. Lily had expected Celine to change right back once they returned from the trip. However, the swimsuit had remained inert ever since. Lily thought Celine had known what she was doing when she used whatever magic that was, but it was pretty obvious at that point that Celine was stuck as a swimsuit.



Lily didn't know what she could do. She figured Celine wouldn't cast a spell with no way to reverse it. Was she unable to reverse it for some reason? Lily couldn't exactly ask Celine, given the latter's current state. Lily was now worried Celine would be stuck like this permanently. Worse still, Lily wondered if Celine was even still in there. What if Celine had reduced herself to nothing more than a lifeless swimsuit and she was now gone forever? Lily found it harder to avoid considering the worst possibilities the longer the swimsuit remained unchanged.



Lily needed answers. She was considering going to Celine's parents or sister for help. Celine's magic was a family secret, so if there was a way to reverse the spell, they would likely know it. However, that would require Lily to reveal that she knew Celine's secret. Celine had always said that she was breaking the laws of the secret society her family was a part of by revealing her magical knowledge. Lily had no idea how they would react if they found out. Would they try to silence her somehow? Would Celine be punished? Then again, it was hard for Lily to imagine what trouble Celine could get in that would be worse than being stuck as a swimsuit. Thus, Lily had spent the days debating whether to go to them or not.



Unbeknownst to Lily, Celine's mind was very much still present within that swimsuit. Celine was not having a good time being left in Lily's room. At first, Celine had enjoyed being a swimsuit. Being tightly wrapped around Lily had flooded her sense of touch with a constant wave of pleasurable sensations. It was one of the best experiences of her life. That changed when Lily had taken her off. Since then, Celine had been left on a hanger in Lily's room. From there, being a swimsuit was nowhere near as enjoyable. While she was being worn, there was always something stimulating her senses, even if it was just Lily's breathing.



Now, there was nothing to keep Celine occupied. Her new swimsuit body was utterly still. It was a boredom beyond anything else Celine had ever felt before. She could do nothing to occupy herself, and when Lily was gone, there was no one else in the room to give her something to watch either. She would spend the entire day staring at the same still, unchanging view. All the while she was tormented by an empty feeling. It wasn't too hard for Celine to figure out why. She had only enjoyed being a swimsuit while Lily was wearing her. Without that, Celine was just left to hang limply from the hanger with nothing to keep her occupied.



Lily, of course, had no idea what Celine was actually experiencing. Nonetheless, she was quite sure Celine didn't want to spend the rest of her life as a swimsuit. She sat on her bed and stared at the swimsuit while having the same debate in her head she had been having the past few days about what to do.



Before Lily could think too much about it, her concentration was broken by a loud barking. Lily let out a sigh.



"I forgot about that dog..." Lily muttered under her breath.



Lily had not heard that barking in years, but it sounded just the same: so loud and persistent that it was impossible to ignore. It was the neighbor's dog, Trixie. Memories came flooding back to Lily about what a menace that dog could be. Trixie would bark at all hours of the day. Even worse was when Lily's father would forget to close the door. In those instances, the dog would get into their house and something would end up wrecked. Back when she was in high school, she would often have to go to the library to study because the barking was just too annoying. She also remembered the drama that would ensue whenever the dog would chew up something. Judging from the continuous barking going on now, the neighbors had not gotten any more control over their dog during the time Lily was away.



Eventually Lily went to bed after another day of being unable to decide what to do. Celine remained helplessly hanging from the closet door knob. She was beginning to wonder if she would ever be moved from this spot again. Lily eventually drifted to sleep while Celine was left there feeling bored and empty.



"Please Lily...." Celine desperately tried to say. "If I'm going to be stuck as a swimsuit, I want to be worn!"



Celine remained hanging there for another day after that. Lily was starting to get angry with herself over her indecision. There had to be some way to change Celine back. Why was the thought of asking Celine's family for help scaring her so much? They had always been friendly to Lily whenever she had seen them. Would their attitude toward Lily change if they knew that she knew their secret? It was a chance Lily did not want to take. Yet, there might be no other way to get Celine back to normal.



Lily thought about the irony. Celine had done this because she had wanted to spend time with Lily. Now, the only way they would be spending time together is if Lily would wear Celine.



That thought gave Lily pause. She had no idea what Celine was going through being a swimsuit. Had Celine enjoyed being worn? What had it felt like? Lily had to imagine it was more interesting than hanging here all day. Of course that was assuming Celine was conscious at all. Again, Lily had no way of knowing.



Lily then thought back to her own experience wearing her best friend turned swimsuit. Lily couldn't deny that Celine made the most comfortable swimsuit she had ever worn. The material felt amazing. It wasn't too tight or too loose anywhere. Lily was starting to wonder if it might be worth wearing Celine again. She was going to the local gym anyway, and they do have a pool there.



"Well if Celine is stuck like this for now, I guess there's no harm in it. At least this way Celine will be close." Lily finally decided.



An hour later, Lily was driving to the gym with Celine on under her clothes. Lily didn't know it, but she had done exactly what Celine had wanted. After days of being left in Lily's room with nothing to keep her occupied, Lily putting her on was welcome relief. The vibrations of the car, the feeling of Lily's breathing, the rubbing against Lily's skin and clothes, all of it was giving Celine the stimulation she had been missing. Celine just tried to enjoy it and not think about the next time Lily would take her off.



Celine's enjoyment only increased once they got to the pool. As Lily stretched and moved to warm up before her swim, Celine moved along with her. For Celine, it felt as if she was finally getting to move around after being forced to hold still for so long. When Lily dived into the pool, Celine once again tightened around her body. Celine might as well have been part of Lily with how form fitting she was at that point. It was easy for Celine to imagine that she was the one doing laps in the pool.



For her part, Lily was once again struck by how comfortable the swimsuit Celine had become was. The way the material rubbed against her skin was among the most pleasant sensations she had ever experienced. The swimsuit easily stretched to accommodate her every movement. Even if she did know the truth about it, she would believe there was something magical about the swimsuit.



Lily and Celine both felt refreshed from the swim. Unfortunately, it had to come to an end at the pool's closing time. Celine was disappointed to be taken off in the locker room. She had hoped Lily would at least wear her for the ride home. Instead, she was stuck in Lily's gym bag. Although the vibrations from the car gave her a little stimulation, it did not take long for the empty feeling to return. Celine had the feeling that she wasn't doing what she was supposed to be doing when she wasn't being worn.



"Oh great, I'm starting to think like a swimsuit." Celine thought to herself, forgetting that a swimsuit normally doesn't think at all.



The empty feeling only got worse when they got back to Lily's place. Celine was left hanging over the side of Lily's bathtub to dry. She was already longing for the next time Lily put her on.



The next day, Lily finally made up her mind. She would ask Celine's sister what can be done to change Celine back. At that point, Lily truly felt like something needed to be done. How good the swimsuit had felt was burned into Lily's memory. She wanted to avoid the temptation to be content with Celine stuck like that. She couldn't keep her friend as a swimsuit, no matter how comfortable that swimsuit was.



So, she had decided to ask Celine's sister about the spell. Of everyone in Celine's family, Lily felt that she would be the least judgmental and most likely to keep the fact that Lily knows about magic a secret. Lily's main concern was that she was younger than Celine and likely less experienced with magic as a result. Nonetheless, if she didn't know anything about the spell, Lily figured she would at least know where to look for the means to reverse it. Lily just had to stop at home and grab Celine to show her.



Lily stepped out of her car and walked toward the house. As she approached the door, she saw an unwelcome sight. There were muddy paw prints, leading right into the open door of the house.



"Damn it, Dad! How hard is it to make sure the door is shut all the way!" Lily said exasperatedly.



The last thing Lily wanted was to track down the neighbor's menace of a dog. Unfortunately, she had no choice. She would have to get Trixie out of the house before tending to Celine. There was no telling how much damage had already been done by that dog's teeth.



Lily walked into the house and, sure enough, the living room curtains had been torn to shreds. Muddy paw prints covered the floor. Lily followed the paw prints out of the living room. Lily's annoyance turned into fear when she saw where they were leading.



Lily hurried to the door of the bathroom where she had left Celine the previous night. There, she was greeted by Trixie staring right at her. The swimsuit Lily had come for was dangling from the dog's mouth.