‘Did I seriously turn into… panties?!” You panic as you see the drawer you’re being lowered into is full of assorted panties of various colors. As Mikan grabs your sides and sets you down on top of a small stack, you pleadingly look up at her face.
‘M-Mikan! There’s been a-Ah mistake!’ You try to call out as Mikan’s massive form disappears as the drawer you’ve been set in begins to close. In an instant, you’re left in nothing but darkness.
‘Can nobody really hear me?!’ You bemoan to yourself as you sit at the top of a stack, a pair of pink panties sitting right beneath you as the taste of cotton is overbearing in your mouth. Or wherever your sense of taste ended up in this fabric and cloth body…
Having no motor functions, and seemingly no way to get anyone’s attention, all you can do is sit uselessly in this drawer until whatever had done this to you wore off.
‘But… what if it doesn’t…’ you think to yourself as the feel of dread prickles down your seams.
From beyond your dark drawer, you soon hear the muffled sounds of people coming home. Guess the reason nobody seemed to be home at the time was because they were all busy with something else at the time. You wished you could actually go out and meet some of them, but as a pair of panties you couldn’t really do much of anything.
‘Except be worn…’ you think with dread…
After what felt like an eternity of silence and the occasional muffled sounds of someone walking in and out of the room, you were suddenly hit with light as a massive hand reaches down for you. As your eyes adjust to the sudden brightness, you can see that the drawer you were put into belonged too…
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