This choice: Cindy, the girl you have a crush on • Go Back... With a sudden jolt, the drawer flies open, blinding light spilling out and temporarily stunning you. As your eyes struggled to adjust, you lifted your gaze and were met with a sight that took your breath away. It was Cindy, the girl who had a crush on for years. You two had been friends since college, but it always seemed like one of you was in a relationship whenever the other was single. Now, at age 25, you were both unattached. But it had been months since you last spoke to each other.
You desperately try to scream out to her, but your voice is absent - a cruel reminder that though your senses remain, you are trapped and unable to communicate with the outside world. Your eyes widen in horror as you realize that Cindy isn't really looking at you, but her hand is slowly inching closer. You feel a surge of panic as her fingers close around what can only be described as the waistband of your now thong "body". The realization hits you like a punch to the gut - if this is the side of your "body", then what part was your face in?
Rushing to get ready, Cindy hastily grabs a pair of underwear for the day. Her fingers land on a small, red, satin pair - a favorite from her college days. She remembers how she used to slip them on before nights out dancing or attending parties, feeling confident and sexy. However, as she holds them up now, she can't help but remember how snug they have become in recent years. No longer a regular choice, they are now reserved for accidental outings, or when all her other options are dirty or in the laundry.
As Cindy inspects the red satin thong, a wave of nostalgia washes over her. The gentle touch brings back memories of carefree nights and youthful exuberance, causing a smile to spread across her face. As she holds the old favorite in her hands, she can't resist the urge to try it on once again. With a nonchalant shrug, she makes the decision to give the alluring undergarment another chance to bring excitement into her life.
Panic floods through you as you are lifted from the drawer and lowered down toward the ground. Your vision remains sharp and clear, but as Cindy's hands part, your gaze is drawn to a bright red triangular object in front of you. You start to understand that the triangular shape blocking your view is another appendage of your new "body."
Your descent slows as you reach the floor and feel a plush carpet on your back reminding you that your sense of touch is still intact. You can see and feel your “body” stretching out to both sides of you, connecting to the triangle portion that you saw earlier. The tip of the triangle appears to be anchored below you, forming two open loops on either side of your "face".
Slowly, a giant foot comes into view and lands gracefully inside one of the open loops in your body, followed by another massive foot that finds its place within the other loop. As you look up in surprise, you come to the realization of where your face is situated; high above you is Cindy's bare butt. The smooth, creamy skin of each cheek forms a flawless half circle, inviting your gaze to explore the delicate contours.
Cindy's delicate hands gently pull your thong body up her legs. You feel the softness of her skin against your fabric, and for a moment, you forget about your fears and are lost in pure bliss.
Gradually, you reach the curve of her butt cheeks, and it becomes evident that you are about to enter the space between them. As she continues to pull you up, it feels as though you are being stretched apart as your "arms" are forced to stretch around Cindy's hips.
As Cindy wiggles her way into you, and you feel the fabric of your "face", otherwise known as the rear band of her thong, stretching and straining as it is enveloped by her clean, tight butt crack. You take a deep breath and close your "eyes", bracing yourself for what is to come. The warmth of her skin and the faint scent of her perfume engulfs you.
"Oh, a tight fit", Cindy quietly say to herself as pulls her underwear on all the way.
The thong snugly hugs Cindy's waist and between her thighs, but she can't help but revel in the comforting familiarity of her old favorite undergarments. It feels like a warm embrace from an old friend, bringing back memories of past adventures and late nights spent dancing in these very undergarments. She smiles contently as she continues getting dressed, relishing in the comfort and confidence that only her trusted undergarments can provide.
With a sudden jolt, your body snaps into place, sandwiched between two walls of warm flesh. Slowly, you open your eyes and take in the dimly lit surroundings. As your vision adjusts, you realize that you are staring at Cindy's darkened wrinkled skin - her delicate anus. It hovers just in front of your face, barely visible in the low light. You can sense the warmth emanating from it.
Despite the close proximity to her anus, there is a surprisingly pleasant scent lingering in the air. The smell of soap is prominent, with hints of musk and sweat, indicating that Cindy had recently showered. You couldn't help but acknowledge that this would probably be the best your world would smell all day.
Suddenly your world shakes back a forth a few times and you are pulled tighter into Cindy's butt. Your face soon makes contact with her puckered asshole for a few seconds. The sensation is revolting, but you can't help but be grateful that at least everything is, for now, clean. You can feel every crevice and wrinkle of her skin against your face, and your stomach turns at the thought of just where your face is now resting.
The pulling sensation weakens and your face shifts back slightly away from Cindy's butthole. But then you are plunged into darkness as something covers your world. It feels like a thick, heavy blanket of unknown material, completely blocking the light of the outside world.
Cindy turns around and grabs her clothes from the bed. She takes a few steps forward and picks up the bottom half of her outfit. As she bends over to put them on, you feel a tightening sensation. The room darkens as she pulls up the clothing, blocking out the light. The item of clothing now blocking out the light from reaching you is ____  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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