This choice: Your own basket, which could potentially give you time to reform. • Go Back...Chapter #4Your own basket, which could potentially give y... by: SquishyKat   Darkness consumed your life as more and more clothes were piled on top of you. Praying to… basically anyone who was listening, you hoped that it wasn't Kasey’s, who had cheer practice; or your mother, who seemingly never takes hers off. You felt your stomach drop as the basket was lifted into the air. Even in the pitch black, you became nauseated by the constant swinging motion as she carried the basket under her arm. Everything was heavily muffled, but you could just make out the voices around you.
“Kasey, have you seen your sister? She wasn't in bed this morning.” Your mother asked, stepping up the stairs towards the bedrooms.
“No, I haven't. Shes probably at her friend's house. Are those mine?” You heard Kasey ask from a distance.
“No, it’s your sister’s. Be a doll and put them on her bed for me.” your mother said, then you could feel your basket shifting to another person's hands.
You couldn't believe your luck! This was your bra! Making a mental sigh of relief, you felt a door being pushed open. Your entire world was shifted upside down as the clothes were unceremoniously dumped on your bed. Finally, you could see light again and you could see your sister rummaging through your clothes, making sure that mom hadn't mixed any up. Her eyes landed on you, and you paused all thought as she lifted your bra up, and gave a puzzled look.
“What a weird design. it looks like Sarah’s face is on the inside of the bra. Must definitely be Sarah’s.” She said, dropping the bra right back down onto the pile. She left, closing the door behind you. You sat there a minute, wondering what you could do. You needed to get back together, and get out of this mess. Concentrating with all your might until your brain hurt, you could slowly feel your body forming back together. peeling your now flattened form from the bra cup, you slowly began reshaping, until you had formed into your old self… well, a version of it.
You now stood no bigger than the pile of clothes beside you. Somehow, the washing machine had taken so much of your body away, that you now stood at about 6 inches tall, completely naked. With the world so much bigger, you knew that you could no longer fit into standard clothing. Too bad Chris had… ruined all your old gummy toys, You could've worn the clothes. Lets just say you didn't want to touch them afterwards. You caught him putting one of the toys into his… thingy.
A car door had closed outside, and you went over your window to investigate. Kasey was getting into mom's car in her cheerleading outfit. Thank god you hadn't been in her bra. The two of them were leaving, which was good because all that left in the house was…
A sudden trample of feet was headed right for your room. You had to hide NOW. Looking for a spot, you noticed that there was an opening in the mass of clothes, so you dived inside. the steps were even closer now. Needing cover, you grabbed a pair of tan panties, and rolled yourself inside them. The door opened, and you heard a hand sifting through the pile. The pair of panties you had covering you were ripped off, and you saw his face looming above you. In his hand were a pair of your moms panties. And his pants were around his ankles. His eyes had met your scared, stiff body, and you gulped.
“So Sarah got a new gummy doll” He said to himself with a grin. | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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