Two years! Two fucking years I spent trapped as my ‘friend’s’ tile! Every day, I would be walked over by them, each step pressing me right up against the ground. Each step over me as the thought of me drifted from their minds.

Even Mark, one of my best friends, forgot about me! I was just another tile for them, nothing more. It was quite humiliating, but I could do nothing about it. Coated in layers of paint and enamel, I was unable to do anything.

I was trapped, to put it simply. As such, all I could really get used to was being another tile. For years, I was nothing but a tile. The only thing I looked forward to was the moments when I was going to be stepped on, despite how strange it sounds.

During those brief seconds, I got contact with my former friend and his girlfriend. Besides that, it was just so damn boring. There was nothing to keep me occupied, nothing! My mind sort of entered a meditative state, which got broken just recently.

Jess had entered the kitchen with a heavy vase when she suddenly dropped it. It was quite terrifying to see the giant pottery fall near me, landing with a sickening barrage of cracking sounds. Thankfully, I wasn’t cracked, just the tiles around me. 

“Shit, shit, shit!” I heard Jess say as she quickly grabbed the vase and moved it a way, assing the damage. “God dammit! I broke four tiles! But…why didn’t this one break?” I watched her as she began to remove the other broken tiles, clearing out the area around me. 

It was when she went to pick me up that she realized why I was still intact. “Oh my god, I completely forgot about you, hehe. What was your name again, Gemma? Or was it Gina? Gosh, I’m so glad to have found you. I’ve been needing you for something.”

I was quickly snatched off the ground, with her then telling me, “I’ve got to hide you in my purse for a little while. Mark still doesn’t remember you, hehe, and I don’t want him to ruin what I have planned for you.”

For the next couple of hours, I was sat inside her purse, once again unable to do anything. Although this time it was worse. I was put in with my face down, as such, I was unable to see anything! It was honestly quite terrifying being relegated to the darkness.

After what felt like years, though, I was finally taken out. “Jeez, that took a while. I thought he’d never leave. Though allowing him to have a night with the boys with a promise of a surprise later tonight did help persuade him, hehe. Now, where were we?”

“Ah, yes, time to get all this off of you.” I was honestly pretty glad to hear that. It had been years since I felt the actual world on my body, and I now wanted more than anything to feel it again. Given how long it had been on me, I was forced to spend some time submerged in hot water.

Thankfully, though, it wasn’t that bad. It felt relaxing, from what I could feel through the layers of paint and enamel. I was just surprised that I didn’t feel like drowning. After 30 minutes of this, the layers had become loose enough for her to start her work on me.

And start she did as I was roughly grabbed out and had everything peeled off me. Despite my malleability, it still kind of hurt as she ripped everything off, as it had sunk into my flesh. Although it wasn’t that bad. The stuff was loosened, so it felt like a large bandage was being removed.

With everything off of me, I was still quite hard, so the kneading began. I had gone through my fair share of massages before, but this one was quite different. It honestly felt like I was some dough being made into bread.

Fold after fold of my body being pressed into itself and rolled over her counter, over and over again. That and I was continuously squished in her hands. Jess’s soft hands honestly set my mind on fire; they felt really good. 

She just kept going and going, my malleable form worked by her. It went on so long that my mind started to slip, lost in the pleasure of this whole thing. Although I still retained it to an extent that I began to notice as she molded by form..

Soon enough, she had begun to sort of string my form, twisting me into a long string of malleable human. She kept rolling me around until I was quite long, like really long. Once in the proper shape, she rolled me into a sort of spool.

It was quite small, but my body had gotten so thin that it felt huge. I watched as the now giantess Jess brought me to what looked to be a sewing machine. I was blinded again as she put the spool I was around into a little cavity of the machine.

I heard her sit down, press a button, and felt a surge of power hit the machine. Very quickly, I felt the machine grab hold of the end of my body and begin to pull me out. I felt as she started to weave me together, line after line of my body worked into a flat shape.

With the machine constantly moving and how fast I was pulled out, I couldn’t tell what she was making me into. After a rather short and blurry few minutes, I felt a snip on the end of my body, it was now severed in two. The weaved end of my body was still now, so I got to see what she made me into.

It was now lacy panties, tan colored and pretty thin. I watched as she grabbed that part of me away and got ready to make something else; there was still more of me to use after all. So, the rest of me got woven, although it took longer.

In short work, I was finished, and I saw the other half. It had become a similarly lacy bra, also tan colored. Putting two and two together, it meant that… She had made me into her lingerie! How was I even going to transform back from this, I thought.

As I was freaking out, Jess began speaking to me yet again. “Y’know, I hadn’t expected for you to come out this good. It seems like you, malleable people, make some really good clothing. Now, why did I do this to you?”

“Well, my sex life with Mark has gotten quite stale, and I wanted to spice it up. Plus, it’s been a while since we’ve actually done it, so I needed something to seduce him with. With you, I can accomplish both. He gets to fuck me while I was wear his friend and I get to seduce him.”

“It’s a win-win, for me at least. Now, I don’t know when I’m going to transform you back, so, uhh, you best get used to this new form.” She teased, clearly uninterested in my current situation. A couple of hours later, I found myself around her body.

I was a bit small so I was forced to be tightly wrapped around her, my body pressing up against her ass, pussy and boobs. It was honestly kinda hot, at least until Mark saw me. Coming home from his night with the boys, he was quite excited to see Jess in her new lingerie.

I could do nothing as he completely stripped and joined Jess in bed. I watched as they started to make out, all while he knew nothing about me being her lingerie. As he began to get ready to fill her up, I just hoped that I wouldn’t get too stained.