You decide to make a plan to turn yourself into a pair of panties. You spend most of the night coming up with a foolproof plan, and you get up early in the morning to make it happen.
None of the plan itself is too difficult, though there are a lot of steps to it. It's a little before 6:30, way before most people are up but, then again, that's sort of the point. You leave your dorm room and take the stairs up to the fourth floor. You pop out into the hallway. No one's seen you yet, a good sign. When you get to room 407, you take out the gun, turn the setting to "shrink," and point it at yourself.
You spend a few seconds kneeling on the floor, a little dazed, but you think it might be more your surprise at the effects of being shrunk more than anything that'll affect you once you get used to it. There's a lot to get used to, too, as you discover as you finally take a look around. Even in the relatively barren hallway of a college dorm, you're truly shocked. The walls go up like cathedrals, the doorknobs look like giant statues thousands of feet high, and the smallest things you wouldn't even notice, like a tiny scrap of paper left along the side of the hallway, now look absolutely enormous. It's terrifying for a second, but you remember your gun, look down at it, and breathe out. It's time to get moving.
You sneak under the door, which at your current height you can do without crouching. You imagine you're maybe a quarter of an inch tall, or maybe an eighth, as you move on into the kitchen. (Yeah, it's a nice dorm. No complaints.) Your height's not that immediately important, though, as you immediately fire the gun back at yourself and grow yourself to about ten inches tall as you stroll across the floor to another doorway. Your friend Kristen lives behind the door, sharing the kitchen and bathroom with another girl. You've lusted after Kristen for some time, and now you're going to get closer to her than you ever thought possible.
As you cross the kitchen, ready to shrink yourself at a moment's notice if one of the girls opens her door. You don't hear a sound though, so once you arrive at the door to Kristen's dorm room, you shrink yourself back down to a fraction of an inch and walk under the door.
You enter Kristen's room with wonder and amazement. You've been to her dorm room for parties and stuff, but it's never looked like this. As you walk in, you make yourself become slightly bigger to help your stride across her room. You arrive at Kristen's dresser, where you finally have a view of her bed. From the gaping distance that is her dorm room, you see the sleeping titaness, facing away from you, rising and falling under the covers with each breath. Despite being a full room away from her and not being able to see her face, it's still an amazing sight.
Still, you have work to do. You enlarge yourself to about four feet tall, and very quietly open the top drawer of her dresser. Bingo! You were concerned you'd have to spend several minutes looking through her room, but you found her bras and panties on the first try. You almost completely shut the drawer, leaving just a crack that you hope Kristen doesn't notice. You smile as you think about how in mere seconds that crack will be the only way you'll be able to see.
You look on top of her dresser, filled with basic hygiene stuff like makeup and deodorant. Careful not to disturb anything, you climb on top of the dresser and slowly pull out the gun. Just then, your stomach drops out as you hear an awful noise: Kristen turning around in bed. She's up!
You fire the gun at yourself, shrinking almost immediately. You're back down to half an inch tall, and you race behind a giant stick of deodorant. Did she see you? What will you do if she recognized you? You hide behind the deodorant for a minute of silence. Eventually you get the courage to poke your head around, and you can see that Kristen only turned over in bed. She's still asleep. God, she's hot.
Back to the task at hand, you walk over to the edge of the dresser, looking down into the tiny crack where you left the top drawer pulled out. Now it looks like a canyon, and you're sure you could sneak inside. The drop is going to be enormous at your size, but you walk over to what looks like a pile of bras, and you're sure they'll break your fall. You slide over the edge, hang on for a second, and then let go.
You were right about the bras, as you land deeply in the pile but softly on your back, without even a hint of pain. Still, it was an exciting drop. From the light coming in through the crack, you slide down off the bras over to the panty half of Kristen's drawer. You can't really see much in the way of her inventory, here, which has you momentarily agitated, but then you remember the tricks of the gun, and you transform a pair of panties into a flashlight. You're a little amazed when it works like a charm, allowing you to take a good look around. Unfortunately, the moment you start thinking about which pair of Kristen's panties you'd like to become, her alarm goes off.
You hear her turn off the alarm and you panic: you've got no time left. You thank yourself for advanced planning, though, and move into action. You see a pair of green silk panties in front of you, decide on them, and quickly run over and drag a few pairs of cotton panties on top of it. This way, when you transform yourself, Kristen won't notice any duplicates. You take out the gun, point it at yourself, and freeze. What if this doesn't work? What if it does, and you don't even know it? How is a pair of panties going to be a sentient being? What if you're about to kill yourself here? You don't have time to think, though, as you hear pounding footsteps growing louder. Kristen is coming. You fire.
You feel weird. Everything just feels flat, but in a way that's hard to describe. At first you can't see anything, and you're not sure whether you can hear, and you wonder what happened. Are you dead? In a minute, though, you start to make out the muffled sounds of Kristen moving about her room, and you can see the sliver of light formed by the crack in the dresser. You try moving, and you can't, but you're not that surprised. You are a little worried about what will happen when you try to change back. You certainly don't see the gun. For now, though, you're a pair of green silk panties, and you're going to enjoy it.
All of a sudden, the ground shakes beneath you and the skies are flooded with light. Kristen opened the drawer! You see most of the upper half of her naked body, and you gaze in awe at her monstrously sized tits. Above, way in the distance, you can see her titanic face looking down right at you. This is so weird.
Kristen reaches down into her panty drawer
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