She smiles, feeling a bit loose thanks to the drink she just had, combined with her newfound knowledge that her boyfriend the swimsuit has no ability to remember anything. She texts her ex, and chat a bit then admits she is drunk texting and just wants some sex.... if he comes over, she'll do anything he wants...as long as she can wear her new swimsuit that makes her feel extra sexy. He texts back and is on his way. Kristina showers, and does her makeup and hair, then gets the swimsuit from where she left it drying "Hello swimsuit, I decided to wear you tonight...you make me feel so sexy, and I have a man coming over" swimsuit responds "I am glad I make you feel sexy owner" She then admonishes it but no talking....as your owner I revoke all speaking privileges until I specifically say you may speak again" and the swimsuit says nothing. As her possession, whatever she says go instantly and without question. There is a knock at the door and Kristina opens it, seeing her ex Brad. He's a simply stunning piece of man meat, but with an ego the size of Texas and an IQ the size of rhode island. But his ego and intellect don't matter for what she has in mind. But her shows a bit of insight when he greets her "Not often a girl drunk texts the ex and realizes it...you do know you're going to regret this come the morning right Kristina?" he smirks and she smiles "I don;t care about what comes in the morning, I care about what comes right now" pulling him to her, kissing him and he smiles, stepping, in shutting the door and lifting her. She in turn wraps her legs around him, as her nails drag down his back. He pauses as he walks toward the bedroom "This is a sexy swimsuit..... almost seems a shame to peel it off of you" she smiles "Then don't, I think we can have a good time with it on" he chuckles "I can almost guarantee it will get messy" and Kristina surprises him with her response "That's what I'm hoping for"
The two of them go at it, either oral, or with him pushing her swimsuit to the side. It's a long night, and one of the highlights is when she is on her knees before him, giving him head, then gets him right to release before leaning back, and he shoots his load onto her chest, as she smears his fluid all over and into her swimsuit. By the time they fall asleep in bed, her swimsuit is sticky, even somewhat crusty mess. Brad leaves in the morning, and Kristina feigns being asleep. He leaves a note saying it was fun, and while he regrets they didn't work out, she can drunk text him any time she wants. Smiling she crumples the note and works her way out of her stained and sticky swimsuit. It's a little gross for her, but she hangs on a hook in the shower. "You may speak swimsuit, I your owner command it. So how was last night?" "Hello owner, last night...oh I do not know what happened though I appear to be very sticky, not sure what got all over me, but I think I will need washing owner before you can wear me again" she giggles "That you do swimsuit, that you do" and she showers, extra long and comes out toweling off. She gets the sheets off her bed, and tosses them, and the swimsuit into the washing machine. Fixing coffee, she sips it, smiling to herself at the thought she just had a ton of sex with her ex, all while wearing her current boyfriend as a swimsuit, and intentionally got a load of cum from her ex all over him, well it as the case currently is. She is so going to hell for this, if thats in fact a thing. But she finishes her coffee, has a pastry to get some food in her, and then gets the laundry out of the washing machine. Sheets and towels into the dryer, but air dry for the swimsuit. One last check "Did you enjoy last night swimsuit?" and it answers "What did you do last night? I assume something with me since I appear to be wet, though I feel very clean. Thank you if you washed me owner." Fantastic, it doesn't even remember being in the washing machine and I just took it out minutes ago. Toodles John she says as she steps out to run errands and meet with client for her design business, all while the swimsuit briefly tries to figure out why owner called it John before promptly forgetting she had, even before the door closes. Hours later she comes home and while this has been fun, she decides it time to change him back and gets the now dry swimsuit and the spellbook, flipping through to find the spell to turn him back, though she sees some other spells that hold promise too
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