My second comm I got from AmberHuntWrites. She no longer writes here, but you should check her out here:

https://amberhuntwrites.blogspot.com/?zx=f27b352d3ed9f1cf

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I had just seen it, but I still couldn't believe it. Lois, my wife of 14 years, had just revealed that she knew magic. Not only that, she had caught me in flagrante delicto with my girl on the side, Alice.

"I can't believe it!" I exclaimed.

Ten minutes ago, Alice had been a 5'6" redhead with a gorgeous figure. But the moment Lois caught us and muttered something in a language didn't understand, she had quickly transformed into a human shaped lump of nylon, then lost that human lumpiness and had gone flat, then had shrank to to merely a pair of pantyhose landing in a wad of fallen nylon in our living room floor.

To make matters worse, Lois had picked her up and stretched her from toe to gusset. Then, while I watched, Lois rolled Alice's left leg into a sort of cupped bundle and slipped my lover's new form over her leg. She followed with the right leg, and then Lois walked like a model across the room, even giving a spin.

"Well, does little Alice look good on me or what?"

I hadn't been able to answer. How could I? My girlfriend was suddenly a pair of pantyhose worn by my angry, powerful wife

"Oh, don't be so put out, honey," Lois said. "Play your cards right, and I'll wear her all the time. You are always telling how much you like the way my legs look in hose and stockings, and I have to admit, this is a pair I don't mind using." She paused with a sort of wicked smile. "So, Alice should be thankful that my magic can always fix her if she ends up with a run or even a tear,

After that, she didn't wait for me to respond. Instead, he left the bedroom and walked into the living room, dropping onto the couch with a loud sigh.

"I know you're dying to touch them, honey," she said, extending one leg. "So come on. I could actually use a foot rub after the day I had."

I didn't move at first.

"Either you get over here and give me a foot rub or I make sure your little girlfriend ends up in tatters and thrown away. Your choice.

Regardless, she will never be your girlfriend Alice again. From now until the end of time, she'll only, she'll always be my pantyhose. She smiled, "If you get over here and do as your told." She laughed. "Or she'll be more trash in a landfill. It's entirely up to you. Alice gets a somewhat decent life as a well taken care of pair of my hosiery or she gets ripped to shreds and spends her days decomposing in the dump."

"II" I stammered, still in shock.

"I wonder what the half-life is for nylon. Just how long would she last in a county landfill?"

"Yes, Lois," I said finally, defeated.

Alice felt her form go limp, then flat, then practically weightless. Moments later, before she could even get a bearing on what had happened, she felt her new body filled up and stretched out as she lost any form of her own and instead took on the form of Gary's bitch wife's legs.

As herself, she realized, she was primarily formless and empty. Her only use, her only purpose now was to take on the shape of Lois' feet, legs, and hips. She had been reduced to property mere property, as if the recognition somehow reinforced the fact that she was now owned

by her lover's wife. Still, in her new body, she couldn't deny the pleasurable sensation as she was pulled wide to take on every curve of her new owner's

shape. She couldn't deny the cool crispness as the air-conditioned flow of air wisped through her and caused goosebumps to rise on her owner's skin.

And suddenly, even without eyes to see him, she recognized Gary's calloused fingers massaging her against and into her owner's feet. There were moans of release and relaxation, and in her new body, she could sense every micro-vibration with every breath, every exhale. All together, they were a sensation not unlike but not quite like the sexual release she had gotten when she had made love with Gary. But they were more subtle now, more... intense. Maybe this new life wouldn't be so bad, she thought.

At least as long as Gary played along and kept her owner happy. The last thing she needed was him to resist her and risk having her own carry the threat to throw her away not when there were so many new sensations to discover.

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