Elise walked back to the locker room with a dejected look on her face. It wasn't enough. All of the practice and help from her unseen mentor wasn't enough.



Elise had just gotten the news that she did not make the swim team this year. After barely making it the previous year, she sought some help in an unconventional way. She sought out her idol, the record breaking swimmer from the college she was currently attending. It was the trill of her life when Kylie agreed to meet with her. Once she was in the room with Kylie, she made use of the magic she read about online.

Elise couldn't believe it actually worked.



Kylie had been transformed into a swimsuit indistinguishable from the ones worn by the swim team. According to what Elise had read, wearing that swimsuit would cause Kylie's knowledge and technique to slowly be transferred to her. Apparently, other athletes had improved their careers by wearing a transformed legend in their chosen sport. They could become any equipment one could possibly need. It struck Elise as just an urban legend at first, the kind of thing you would only see on the weird websites Elise looked at. However, she was desperate enough to join the swim team her idol once competed on to try it out. When Kylie became that swimsuit, it seemed Elise's dreams would come true



Everything went well at first. Elise did find herself performing better in practice. Her movements and breathing seemed to come more naturally. She could tell that she was starting to know what Kylie knew. She had finally gotten the chance to compete in a few meets. The swimsuit Kylie had become was quite comfortable. Wearing it felt so normal after a while that sometimes Elise would forget that it had once been Kylie. Elise was a bit curious what it was like for Kylie. Elise wished she could talk to Kylie while she was like this. Maybe Kylie would be able to give her even more coaching. Alas, Kylie couldn't talk as a swimsuit.



Unfortunately, despite her improvement, Elise could not get a star role on the team. The other swimmers were just too good. Elise spent her first season on the team in the background. Then, at the start of this current season, even more talented swimmers joined the team. That was the reason Elise was sadly walking back to the locker room. She had just been told by the coach that she didn't make the cut for this year's team. She was encouraged to try again next year, but that just felt like pity. It felt like her dream was now out of her reach.



Things were not great for Kylie either. For the past year she had been stuck as a swimsuit. She was unable to move or talk. She couldn't do anything except cling to Elise's body. Kylie was way too familiar with Elise's body at that point. Elise had been so desperate to get whatever she could from Kylie, that the poor swimsuit had rarely been taken off over that year. Elise wore Kylie everywhere. Kylie was forced to feel every movement and every detail of the skin she was covering. It was almost as if she were part of Elise. Kylie was only taken off when Elise used the bathroom or when she was washed once every few days. Her existence had been a constant ordeal of stretching, rubbing, and being soaked. This was definitely not what she agreed to when she said she would give Elise some help.



Thinking was the only thing Kylie could still do on her own. Unfortunately, her thoughts were mainly occupied with the ordeal Elise was subjecting her to. However, something else had made its way into Kylie's mind. Memories of her own time on the college swim team were coming back to her. Kylie had been too focused on her career to think much about it before her surprise transformation. Now that thinking was all she could do, she remembered what helped her run as a competitive swimmer get started. She had once looked up to someone the way Elise had claimed to look up to Kylie. Kylie herself had turned that person into a swimsuit to try and magically gain that person's knowledge and technique. In fact, Kylie had treated the swimsuit that person had become in pretty much the same way Elise was treating her now. Kylie thought about her experience being trapped as Elise's swimsuit, and wondered if this was what it was like for Tessa too. Was this her karmic punishment?



Kylie couldn't believe she had forgotten about that. Was that a side effect of the magic, or had she really been so caught up in her swimming career that she forgot about turning a person into a swimsuit? In addition to trying to stay sane as Elise wore her, Kylie had to deal with guilt as well. There was also the worry that Elise had forgotten about her as well. Kylie did notice that Elise spoke to her less and less as time went on. Was Elise forgetting about her the same way she had forgotten about Tessa? Maybe Elise figured there was no point in talking to a swimsuit that couldn't talk back.



Despite all of that, for the first time in a long time, Kylie had a little hope. If Elise wasn't on the swim team anymore,  then surely she would have no reason to keep Kylie as a swimsuit. Kylie had thought she would be stuck like this for years, if not forever. However, Elise's failure to make the team may end this ordeal after one year. She just had to hope Elise remembered who her swimsuit really was.



Elise entered the locker room and sat on the bench in front of her locker. Kylie could feel her breathing heavily, threatening to break out into sobs at any moment. Elise just sat there in stunned disbelief for what felt like hours. Eventually, she stood up and began to pull Kylie off of her. Kylie desperately hoped this would be the last time she would be peeled off Elise's body.



Elise stood there, naked, holding Kylie in her hands with a sad look on her face. Finally, she spoke, proving that she hadn't forgotten Kylie.



"So, that's it. We're off the team. Everything I was able to get from you wasn't enough. I'm sorry I let you down." Elise lamented.



"That's really not what you should be sorry for." Kylie wanted to respond. Elise continued talking, oblivious to what Kylie was thinking.



"I really do appreciate the help you gave me. It was fun having you with me this past year. You made a great swimsuit. You were so comfortable. Every practice and meet felt great with you on me." Elise said all of this with tears in her eyes. A crazy glint in those eyes and a crazy smile made Kylie wish more than usual that she could get out of there. Elise then brought Kylie up to her face and began rubbing the swimsuit against it.



"I just love how you feel. I really want to keep you." Elise said as she rubbed the swimsuit on her face. Kylie was futilely trying to scream in protest.



"I suppose there's nothing more you can do for me if I'm off the team, though. Thanks for your  help, I'm sorry I couldn't do more with it." Elise continued.



Relief rushed through Kylie's mind. It sounded like Elise was about to change her back. Elise laid Kylie on the bench. Elise seemed to think for a moment.



"Let's see, the website I found this spell on said you reverse it like this." Elise stroked her finger across the swimsuit in a strange pattern. As soon as Elise pulled her finger away, Kylie felt herself begin to grow. Slowly, her body expanded back into a human shape. A few seconds later, she was fully back to being herself. Kylie was not prepared to have control of her body again. She clumsily fell off the bench onto the floor. She struggled to get herself up. After a year of being a swimsuit, it seemed she was out of practice when it came to controlling and moving her body.



"Are you okay?!" Elise stepped forward to help Kylie up.



Kylie slowly looked up. All she could see was the face of the person who had subjected her to a year of being worn. The sight of Elise's face made Kylie see red. Without thinking, Kylie lunged at Elise. She wasn't thinking. She barely had any coordination. She was just acting on rage induced instinct. She stumbled into Elise and knocked her to the floor. Falling on top of Elise, Kylie just began wildly swinging her arms. She didn't care how clumsy and uncoordinated her swings were. She just wanted to punish the person who had trapped her as a swimsuit for the past year.



Kylie continued to wail on Elise until Elise's hand suddenly shot up and poked Kylie in the forehead. Kylie could feel that something had been stuck to her head where Elise had poked her. Kylie froze and began to feel like she was melting. Bad memories came rushing back to Kylie as she realized what was happening.



"No!" Kylie tried to scream but her voice quickly abandoned her. Her body shrank, flattened, and reshaped. It didn't take long before Kylie was a swimsuit again, lying powerlessly on the floor.



Elise picked herself up and looked down at the swimsuit Kylie had once again become. Kylie was utterly terrified by the look on Elise's face. It was a mixture of sadness, anger, and insanity. Bringing her hand down, Elise roughly picked Kylie up. Elise's grip was so tight that it felt like Elise was trying to tear through Kylie's thin nylon form. Elise let Kylie dangle and stared at the swimsuit with that unhinged look on her face.



"What do you think you're doing?!" Kylie finally spoke. Her voice sounded like it could break into crying or yelling at any second. "What was that about? You said you would help me, but you could have really hurt me just now! I already have to deal with the fact that I didn't make the team this year, and then you go and attack me? How could you be so cruel?!"



"Are you fucking kidding me?!" Kylie wanted to say but could only think. "You've been wearing me damn near constantly for a year! Do you have any idea what that's been like? I never wanted to be stuck on you! When I said I would help you I meant that I would coach you. I never agreed to be your swimsuit!" Kylie's anger and fear once again made her forget that was exactly what she had done to Tessa.



Elise's face slowly shifted into a twisted grin.



"I don't know what's gotten into you, but I'm worried I might be in danger if I change you back now. I think, for my safety, I'll have to keep you like this."



Kylie's thoughts just became the word "no" being repeated over and over again. Elise started giggling and began stroking the swimsuit with her free hand.



"Yeah, you're clearly mentally unstable. I'll definitely have to keep you like this in order to feel safe. I don't want to risk you attacking me again." Elise said through her laughter.



Elise pulled the swimsuit close to her chest and spun around a few times as if she were dancing with it. Then, she bent down to put it on. Kylie thought that she would never have to be worn again. Instead, she was once again trapped as a swimsuit stretched tight around Elise's body. If anyone could read Kylie's mind, all that person would hear would have been screaming.



Elise rubbed her hands all over the swimsuit she was wearing. She clearly enjoyed the feel of the swimsuits material. She did some stretches and then shook her butt. Kylie was forced to vividly feel every movement.



"I guess we just have to focus on the positive." Kylie said as soon as she stopped cackling. "I may not be on the swim team anymore, but that's no reason why I can't still wear you. It would be a shame not to wear such a comfortable swimsuit. We could still take trips to the beach, and the pool. If I keep practicing my swimming, maybe I can make the team next year, or the year after that. So don't worry, I'll wear you plenty. Just because I have to keep you like this for my protection doesn't mean I'm cruel enough to let you be bored in my dresser drawer. I can be nice to you, even if you weren't nice to me."



Kylie frantically and angrily protested. However, even if Elise could hear Kylie, it likely wouldn't change anything. Elise began rubbing her hands against the swimsuit again.



"My God, I love the way you feel!" Elise exclaimed. "You know, I've heard of this laundry detergent that is notorious for shrinking clothes. I might buy some of that to use next time I wash you. It would be amazing if you were even tighter on me!"



As she said that, Elise's finger moved to the part of the swimsuit that was over her vagina. Elise began rubbing and Kylie could feel the wetness soaking into her. It seemed to seal the fact that there was no way out of this. She belonged to Elise now.



Elise put on the rest of her clothes, humming happily as she did so. Soon, Kylie was cut off from the world as Elise's clothes covered her. All she had was the feeling of Elise's skin rubbing against her. Elise left the locker room in a much better mood than she had entered it, still humming in a way that would sound happy to an outside observer but sounded like mockery to Kylie. A future of being stuck to Elise awaited her. She definitely wouldn't be forgotten in a display frame like Tessa was.