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Katherine couldn’t believe how well her plan worked. I mean, the spell itself made Amy view her as only her swimsuit, but she really had no clue about what she did. Despite the obvious place she had laid herself, she still thought nothing of her.

She had been wanting to do it for months now, but never had the courage to do so. For one, she was certain that if she were caught, it would ruin their relationship. That and there was a chance that she could make the whole thing permanent.

For almost a year now, Amy and Katherine had been neighbors, quite close ones at that. They had soon become fast friends and got to really know each other. Despite their newfound closeness, one of the two still had a secret.

Ever since meeting her, Katherine had started to nurture a crush on her. A crush that soon turned into an obsession. If she could’ve, she would've dated her. However, Amy was straight. Sad that her sapphic hope was dashed, she looked for some way to be with her.

That was how she came upon the idea of transforming into her swimwear. During the first summer she spent next to her, she came to realize how much she loved to lounge about her pool. Well, it was now summer and she went through with it. 

Thus far, she had been her swimsuit for a couple of days now, and had been loving it! Each morning, she looked forward to when her sexy neighbor would grab her and put her on. Being treated as just her clothing as she’d carelessly fill her body up. 

While transformed, she was still able to experience all her senses. As such, through the various parts of her body she got to taste her sweat, boobs, ass, and pussy. That last bit really lit her on fire. She could now say that she had eaten her out, even though it was only a taste. 

In addition to her senses being filled by her neighbor, so was her body. Katherine was already tight, her fabric body being stretched all over her chest. Her straps barely contained her boobs, even her tits were poking through her.

Although it only got ‘worse’ when she went for a swim. Her body became even tighter as her water-soaked form really pressed up against her body. It was to a point that on certain portions of her body, it felt like she was her second skin.

Despite all that, she still had things she hated about this form. That being whenever she was taken off. Her pleasure would normally only last for a couple of hours before she’d be taken off and go through the wash. The experience of which was like a full-body bath, albeit more intense.

There was a silver lining to her trips through the laundry machine. Once it would be over, it was certain that in no time she’d be worn again. In a couple of months, she’d be transformed back, but until then, she’d be little more than her neighbor’s swimsuit. 

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