This choice: A big glob of red gummy material, to serve as a replacement. • Go Back...Chapter #9A big glob of red gummy material, to serve as a... by: Kentwolf   Aika took a large, slightly squashed, orb of red gummy out of her purse and put it in Mary's shocked hands. "Here, some replacement gummy. sorry for the accident" She said cheerfully. Mary stammered "b..but..the gummy on her leggings..." She said trying to think how to convince them to give you back to her. Freesia just chuckled "oh i dye my clothes all the time. Ill just get these dyed tonight and no one will see the stain" She said, thinking she was assuring Mary, but in reality all she did was make her heart pound as a panic attack overtook her. She didn't know what to do or how to help. Reluctantly she looked at the gummy orb in her hand and muttered "Thanks for the replacement" Before she headed back to her seat.
Freesia sat down at the free table, her ass crashing down against the bench hard and crushing you. However, you were already crushed beyond hope, Mary had tried to save you and failed, now you were destined to be a part of this girls leggings forever. You wanted to cry and scream at your frustration over the situation, but you could do nothing. Freesia and Aika both enjoyed their meal in peace, unaware of the torture they were giving you. Finally when they had eaten their fill, they took their trays to the bins, scraped the remains into the bin and headed for the car park.
Had your face not been pressed into the girls ass, you would have spotted Mary, Stacy and Emma trying to follow the girls, though they kept losing sight of them in the crowds. Mary hadn't given up on rescuing you even if she had to follow this girl home and steal the leggings from the washing line one day. Unfortunatly Freesia and Aika squeezed past a large clump of people that blocked your friends off from following.
The girls got to their car and you felt Freesia's weight again as she sat down on the plush leather seat. It was hot from a day in the sunshine, so she turned on the air conditioning. You however began to soften up from the heat long before the A/C could cool the car off. With no where to go, you just soaked further through the fibers of her leggings until you covered her entire ass and part of the thigh area. The girls drove for what felt like hours, every bump in the road slamming her down on you. She dropped Aika off home before heading home herself. When she got there, she peeled off her leggings and looked at the "stain" that was on them. "Huh, gummy must have melted more on the ride home" She muttered to herself, seeing the faint red smear across the back of her leggings. She shrugged and poured a bowl of water out, before adding red dye to the mix, stirring it and and then stuffed her leggings in there. The dye quickly soaked through the fabric, leaving a foul taste in your mouth as you sank under the surface into the silent red gloom of the bowl.
A couple of hours later, you were fished out, the leggings now a uniform red, as well as your body. Freesia wrung the leggings out over the bowl before tossing you in the dryer to bake in the dye. As you tumbled about in the burning heat, you wondered if you would be in these leggings forever, never found, never rescued and always trapped under the ass of this girl?
Once you were dry she put you through the wash, just to get rid of the excess dye. You passed out during the spin cycle and awoke to find yourself fluttering on the washing line in her garden. Without her ass in the way, you could see a blurry view from the inside of her leggings, your face invisible but still there, pressed through the fibers. You saw a girls shadow moving towards you in the garden. Suddenly they came into your view, it was...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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