This choice: You're absorbed into her bike shorts or panties. • Go Back...Chapter #5Absorbed Into the Panties by: Unknown With panic in your heart, you realized you have been absorbed into Stacy’s pair of pink panties! Somehow, your liquidy form had seeped right through her bike shorts, and had become sucked into her panties and had dried there. You were now one with her panties, which was not half as pleasant a situation as it sounded!
Every time Stacy took a step, you were lifted up into the air, and then down again with her next step. You were tightly wrapped around her large ass, which was constantly crushing you from all sides. You were soaked in sweat, and the smell permeating from her butt crack was far from pleasant. To put it short, you were in pure torture.
It got even worse, as Stacy, exhausted from biking, collapsed on the couch. Without warning, you were forcibly slammed between the couch and Stacy’s butt, with no room to breathe. It was painful, to say the least, but Stacy wasn’t finished quite yet. She grinded her butt around the couch a little, to get more comfortable, and you were mercilessly scrapped against the couch and her butt. When she finally settled, you wanted to cry.
Stacy stayed seated for the next hour as Mary rode the bike, and the two proceeded to talk about boys and fashion and all that. You couldn’t hear a word though, because every noise was muffled and indistinguishable underneath Stacy’s flesh. Several times, Stacy laughed, or switched positions, and you were painfully crushed more and more each time. You weren’t aware that a butt could do this much damage. You had newfound respect for panties.
Finally, Stacy decided to take a shower, and since she had brought a change of clothes, she was just going to shower here at Mary’s house. She got up and walked into the bathroom, with you jiggling along the whole way. When she reached the bathroom, she stripped out of her sweaty clothes and tossed them in a pile on the ground, including you. Unfortunately, the panties you were absorbed in were hidden underneath her shirt and biking shorts.
Stacy took a shower, with you stuck under her clothes with nothing to do but wait the entire time. After twenty minutes, Stacy climbed out of the shower and dried off. She slipped into new clothes, picked you and the rest of her old clothes up, and left the bathroom.
She ran into Mary in the hallway, who was looking quite worried.
“What’s wrong Mary?” Stacy asked.
“It’s Jack.” Mary sighed. “He’s taking much longer to reform than I thought to reform. I’m worried.”
“Oh don’t be. I’m sure he’ll be fine.” Stacy assured her. Just then, she sneezed, and dropped her clothes onto the ground. You rolled out onto the floor, in plain view, and you were staring right up at Mary. Surely she would notice the big tan splotch that was you on Stacy’s pink panties! You tried moving or anything to help getting her attention, and just hoped she would see you.
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