TF (clothing)

"Panty swap."

"Panty swap?"

"Panty swap!" Melanie insisted.

"Panty swap ..." A thoughtful smile broke out on Sean's face.

*

It was still early on Saturday morning and the mall was relatively quiet. Later that day it would be busy, and in the evening the queue for the Venn machines would be long. Right now, though, there was no waiting.

"So who's going first?" Sean asked as he slide a five dollar bill into the Venn machine's slot.

"Me! Me! I'm going first!" Melanie set the transformation's duration to eight hours. "I haven't been worn for weeks."

"You really miss it, huh?"

"Of course! It's the best feeling in the world ... Well, one of them. It's warmth and trust and intimacy; you feel like you have a purpose. You feel ... Well, you'll find out."

Sean looked slightly nervous. "I've never been an inanimate object before."

"You know what they say, first time for everything. And I noted you didn't have any problems with my roommate being a sex toy the other night."

"Oh, believe me, I'm not trying to back out. Well, shall we?"

The couple entered the separate sides of the Venn machine. The doors vanished, sealing them inside.

Sean looked at the interface, where he could see his girlfriend. "I guess this is where I get to ask the classic question: boxers or briefs?"

Melanie giggled. "I'll be whatever you want, babe."

"Briefs, then. Blue mens griefs."
He scrolled through the images on the screen until he found the right picture. "Ready, Mel?"

"Let's do it!"

Sean thumped the green button inside the booth.

He would long remember the look of ecstatic anticipation on Melanie's face in the instant before the change.

*
The doors reappeared. Sean got out and went to the other side. Inside the booth he found a pair of blue briefs. Nothing out of the ordinary, except that a few minutes ago they had been a woman.

He picked them up. They didn't feel different, but, well ... They felt different. He flipped them inside out, looking for a label. There was none, of course. He didn't need to know the size - he knew they would fit perfectly.

Smiling, he shoved the panties in his pocket and made a beeline to the mens restroom to change.

*
They did indeed fit perfectly. He could feel the briefs stretched across, as Monty Python would say, his naughty bits. It was damned intimate, at that. He hoped his girlfriend was enjoying herself.

The morning stretched ahead. He made his way to the comics shop to pick up his fortnightly order. He hung out with some of his friends there. Then he made his way home. Well, it was only his parents' basement, but heck, the rent was cheap, the entrance relatively private, and there was always free food upstairs. What wasn't there to like?

Sean sorted out the comics into his customary "read now, read later" piles and worked his way through the former. All in all he quite forgot he was wearing his girlfriend.

Until Ava called.

*
"Hello?"

"Hey Sean, it's Ava, Mel's roommate. We met the other night."

"Oh, hey!" To be honest he'd found her slightly intimidating, with her buzzed head and penchant for big boots, but she'd been pleasant enough, and it was clear Melanie adored her.

"So, uh, I was looking for Mel to see if she was going out tonight. Is she there with you?"

Sean felt the briefs around his junk. "Um, yes she is ... But, uh, she can't come to the phone right now."

There was a brief moment of silence before a snort of laughter. "Oh, it's like that, is it? I wondered how long it would be before she got you to wear her. Would you say you're wearing her ... Intimately?"

"Very intimately."

"Well, I'm not surprised," Ava said wistfully. "With Anna away, we've all been missing being clothes."

An idea sprang unbidden into Sean's head. "I might be able to help you there. Want to meet me at the mall in, say ... An hour?"

*
When he said "at the mall", Ava knew exactly where Sean meant, of course. She was standing at the Venn machines when he arrived with Melanie bunched up in his pocket.

"So, what's the plan?" she said cheerfully.

"The first step is to restore Mel," Sean said, throwing the briefs into one side of an empty Venn booth. A minute later Melanie appeared out of the door.

"Eight hours already?" she asked slightly dazedly.

"Uh, not quite. It's only about 1pm," Sean admitted. "But wait!" he said to her look of disappointment. "Ava and I have a proposal."

Melanie noted the presence of her roommate for the first time. "Oh, hey, Ava. OK, I'll bite. What's the proposal?"

"That you change Ava and I into matching underwear," Sean said.

"So I get a chance to be worn," Ava said.

"And I get a change buddy for my first inanimate transformation," Sean added. "And to make up for changing you early, I promise to wear you all tomorrow."

A wicked grin appeared on Melanie's face. "Sure, let's do it. But you had better be a girl while you're wearing me tomorrow."

"Deal." And they climbed back into the Venn machine. Ava and Sean were crammed in together.

"I'm going to find the girliest pair of undies I can find," Melanie said, scrolling through the interface. "And it's not for you, Ava, it's for Sean. The frillier they are, the more he likes them. Yeah, I can see you blush, babe! OK, here we are ..."

And Ava and Sean crumpled to the floor.

*
A little later Melanie was admiring herself in the mirror. She was clad in mere wisps of a bra and panties. Ava was made of some stocking-like material, but she cupped her breasts nicely. As for Sean, he was now a matching G-string that showcased her butt.

"With underwear this sexy, I'm going to need to wear one of my hottest dresses," she announced to the mirror. "Even though I'm more of a jeans and T-shirt gal. I'll definitely need to go out to show you off. Really, the things I do for you guys!"

And although they couldn't see or hear her, Sean and Ava were properly appreciative.