Melissa causally walked through school, strutting her thighs in a bouncy movement that sent jiggling vibrations all through your form. You could feel her sweat slowly pouring out and dripping onto your skin, but unlike the fabric that surrounded you from all sides, your skin was waterproof. It would pool up from all across her more private areas and drip down to your center, directly beneath and between her thighs. From there, as more sweat slowly poured in and you kept getting stretched from one side to another, the salt tasting liquid would spill over into her regular clothing.
Back and forwarth. Back and forwarth. That’s all you had to go by as the moisture built up and heat became unbearable. You would have gasped if such were possible as the heat was making YOU sweat, adding to the general discomfort. It was like being in a sauna that smelled like pee and butt while two strongmen pull your arms through a wringer.
Trying to retain your sanity and composure, you decided to forget about all these unpleasant realities. Yeah, just ignore it. Put it all out of your mind and focus on something else … something like … the floor! Aha! You turned your full attention to the ground that sped past her feet, changing from dirt to white tiles as she moved from one location to another. You couldn’t nearly see where you were, but there should have been …
Your thoughts were interrupted as Melissa spoke, a tone of voice that suggested arrogance and dominance. She was clearly enjoying herself. “Yeah, I’ll have a veggie-burger with lettuce and mustard, hold the pickles, a side order of French fries, a small order of baked beans, and a non-decaf mocha latte to go.”
“I’m sorry ma’am, but for the last time we don’t serve coffee here. All I can get you from that order are the burgers and fries.” a male voice responded through gritted teeth. Had he tried serving Melissa before?
“Oh FINE then, I guess I’ll take it, if your too incompetent to hold real food.” she snarled in response, her words and expressions sounding of pure distain. You wanted so desperately to make some noise as she shifted her weight from dead center to one knee, pulling your left side while putting enormous pressure on your right. But you couldn’t even cry in your current predicament. Nothing in your body would move.
“That. Will. Be. Four. Ninty. Five. Ma’am.” the cashier grunted back, clearly trying to hold in a more appropriate response. You could hear papers and plastics shuffling around high above your head, and you could feel her movement as her thighs shifted positions seemingly at random. But all you could actually see were the pink panties around you, the green skirt that concealed you, and the white tile floor down bellow. Oh! And her legs, you could not forget her legs.
As she accepted her meal and started walking over to a table you could feel yours and her accumulated sweat dripping down her legs, splashing onto the floor. Curious, you wondered if that might cause a problem for her when the day dragged on. But your curiosity soon turned to panic as you felt, for the first time ever, what it was like as she sat down. You got to see the legs of the chair as your only warning before …
Spread! CRUSH!
Her but cheeks spread apart stretching your back and pulling you closer to her anus whilst her thighs crushed your front part in between them. Everything went completely dark now, as her skirt folded down over her knees and you could no longer see out. You waited there. Unable to move. Unable to breath, or talk. Nothing but feel the sweat build up and taste the lingering remains of crap that clung to her butt. Though the tastes of salt, sweat, and pee were far more prominent.
‘oh god, why can’t this just end? Please, let me go! I beg of you!’ you thought as loudly as you could. Knowing full well that unless someone nearby had mind reading powers this was your new life. And you weren’t even broken into it yet … what would it be like once you started washing you? Or mixing you in with her other panties? What if she got tired of you, or outgrew you? You were already pretty certain she had means and motive to keep you in this form forever, but could you honestly just give up and loose hope?
The absolute worst case scenario was that she lived out her entire life, and you lived out yours, stuck like this. You’d probably outlive her given your indestructible properties, and then maybe on her deathbed you would finally be free and reform. But then … oh god, no, no that wasn’t the worst case scenario, that was the best! The worst case would be her having no more use for you and selling you to some store. Then you live out all of ETERNITY as a piece of woman’s undergarments. You were indestructible right? So you could probably go for decades without tearing. You could go for decades, from one girl to the next until … until … until someone found you.
That was your last hope, for someone to find you. And you hadn’t even been stuck in there for a day.
“BURP!” your thoughts were distracted by an obnoxious burp and a loud gurgle, Evidentially Melissa had finished her meal.
She stood up, giving your back portion some relief while pushing your front portion into her vagina. You could feel her pull, that same annoying left and right motion, as she walked over to a garbage can, then walked to a door, then walked over a sidewalk.
The sweat and grime coating the area between your skin and hers was soaking now, the panties and skirt around you were absorbing much of what spilled out but a pair of panties made from human flesh, however comfortable, just didn’t breath well.
You wondered how she might respond to that, once she had you in her room.
You saw the floor change as she went through yet another room, you saw the silvery legs of yet another chair and mentally braced yourself for the painful motions of her bending over and sitting down. Then you heard a male voice with the air of authority address a good number of people.
“Ah, I can see we are all here today. Good of you to join us on time Melissa. Now if you’ll open your textbooks to page ninety seven we can begin.”
There was a lot of shuffling, a lot of paper moving around, but once it all quieted down the sounds of paper quickly turned into the sounds of pencils tapping out lines.
“First question, A car travels fourteen miles an hour slower in a bad rain storm than in sunny weather. The car travels the same distance in two hours in sunny weather as it does in three hours in rainy weather. Find the speed of the car in sunny weather.”
As the students dutifully got to work answering it, your level of panic started to rise at the realization of just how wet you were. Sweat was pouring out and soaking into all of the fabric around you. It almost felt like you were wet from both sides, her pink panties were just as soaked as the ass cheeks and pussy were.
“The answer is forty two!” Melissa shouted out proudly, fidgeting in her chair some and bringing you against the wetness. You weren’t even sure you had fully dried from that spit bath you took earlier.
“Ah, excellent. Now would you please step up to hand out tests for the rest of the class? And really, you don’t need to shout the answer. Just write it down.”
“Ah, but then how will everyone else know how awesome I am?” Melissa taunted, which prompted a string of groans from the other students.
“Now, now, lets be …”
As Melissa stood up and relieved some of the pressure, you felt the water dripping out swiftly and splashing onto the classroom floor much like it had in the cafeteria. But this time there was a lot more of it, and a blasting gout of laughter from the other students immediately fallowed.
“W-wha … no! No it wasn’t …” the girl sounded horrified. You would have smirked if your body allowed for it.
“Hahaha! Melissa pees her paaannts, Melissa pees her paaannts!” A few of the other students started chanting in union.
As far as revenge goes, this one was pretty effective.
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