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Taking a photo of herself, Amber couldn’t help but smile. Not because of how feminine she looked or that she was looking prettier than usual. No, it had to do with something small she was wearing. It wasn’t her loose shirt or baggy jeans, it was her sock. It was a pretty innocuous sock. All things considered, it felt like any other sock, it was just a plain color, nothing really differentiated it from her other socks. Well, aside from the fact that it was currently her girlfriend Maria. Yep, that inanimate, lifeless sock was her perverted girlfriend.
If she hadn’t told her she was going to transform herself she wouldn’t believed that it was her. Hell, it was only recently that she discovered this side of her. The two women were a pretty uneven match. For one, Amber was more extroverted than Maria was. Also, in terms of their roles in the bedroom, Maria was always the submissive one, loving it whenever she was domed by her partner, even before Amber transitioned. Despite their myriad differences, the two loved each other dearly and were quite open to each other, so it was a bit of a shock when Maria told her of her foot fetish.
She had been meaning to for a while but was often too scared to; she had been freighted to see how Amber would react. Which, she was wrong to be fearful, Amber couldn't care less about what her girlfriend was into, as long as she still loved her. From there they would incorporate Maria’s little quirk into their closed-door play. She was willing and ready to get into her place firmly under her girlfriend's feet. It all came to a head when she asked Amber if she could become one of her socks. Laughing it off at first, she remembered how they had recently started testing out the TF app recently.
Looking at Amber, Maria quietly grabbed her phone and transformed herself. Laying in front of her was a normal-looking black sock and her phone, still open to the TF app settings. Grabbing her phone, she skimmed over the settings, most of which she changed. The duration of 1 day became 1 week, the feeling of Maria’s pleasure went from 10/100 to 50/100, and most importantly, her comfort went down from 100/100 to 50/100. Essentially, Maria would now be a horny, normal-feeling sock, to the point that she could be easily lost in her laundry, which is exactly what Amber wanted.
Always one to dominate Maria, Amber was eager to do so in her current state. She wasn’t going to tell her about the changes. Why would she? She was just a sock now. A sock that felt like any other sock, which was proven as she slipped her girlfriend on. She felt just like any other sock, no different. Grabbing her own phone, she snapped a few pictures to memorialize the final day this week that she’d knowingly wear her girlfriend. If she wore her again, it would all be up to chance. Today was laundry day and Maria was going to experience another aspect of being a sock.
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