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After a few grueling hours at work, it was now time for Rachel’s lunch break. Though this time round, she had something more important to do than eat some food, she had to check up on her panties. Trying not to draw attention, she quietly went into the employees’ restroom, locking the door behind her.
She promptly removed her pants and stepped in front of a mirror. In it, she saw herself and Freya, still decently fresh. Tugging on one of her side straps she considered saying something. She always loved to taunt transformed people, but doing it now might be a tad too much.
It would be a bit hard to explain to her coworkers if they overheard her talking to her underwear, how could she explain it? No one would believe her, they’d think she was crazy, at least until they ended up in her wardrobe as well. Though, in addition to that, it would torture her poor panties.
Having accidentally transformed herself, it was almost a miracle that she was found by Rachel. Out of all of her roommates, she was the only other one who knew how to use magic. It was only almost a miracle. Sure, she had expected to be worn, with how innocuously she appeared it was only natural.
What she wasn't expecting was for the gayest girl in the house to find her, even though she’d maybe help her out. With Freya being straight, she dreaded the thought of being worn by someone who would enjoy having a woman at her hips. But now here she was, face deep in her roommate’s snatch.
It was far from pleasant, with her already apparent discomfort, any tastes and smells that she was subject to just added to her torture, a fact Rachel loved. Being both gay and a sadist she delighted in knowing how much her pussy was causing Freya to be distressed. It was just so hot deriving pleasure from her disgusted roommate.
So much so that she considered leaving her like this. Wouldn’t that be perfect, Freya forced to spend the rest of her life disgusted and around her pussy. Although, that would be too cruel. If she had done this intentionally she would keep her down there.
So, she compromised on leaving her like this for the rest of the week. It would both bring her delight and give Freya a much-needed lesson. A lesson that was already leaving a mark on her, just like Rachel’s juices.
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