This choice: you dislodge but fall down to the conveyor below with other squishy material • Go Back...Chapter #6The Hottest New Item by: Unknown As Dana walked up the stairs towards your dad’s office, you felt yourself slowly unsticking from her ass. Her thick thighs provided just enough space between the tight skirt and her butt for you to slip off with relative ease.
Unfortunately, your papery form smacked into her leg as you fell, and your descent was sent off course. Your thin and light weight form started to float over towards the machinery and conveyor belts, and your eyes grew wide as you realized where you were headed. You attempted to wiggle and squirm to change your trajectory, but you only made it worse. With a soft splat you smacked down onto the conveyor belt filled with other gummy materials.
The conveyor moved at a fast pace, and you were hardly able to process your surroundings. Just then, the conveyor dropped out, and you tumbled down into a large bin filled with hundreds of tan squishy materials. It was just your luck that all of the other clothing materials happened to be tanned colored. You blended right in with the rest of the materials.
Without warning, a cold and metallic claw picked you up out of the bin. You were helplessly carried through the air and deposited on a small platform. Without hesitation, several pairs of metal hands grabbed your body and began to crush you up and mold you. The merciless hands worked quickly, efficiently, and painfully. Your poor body was squashed and stretched without a second thought. It was a machine after all, and it wasn’t programmed to work with living materials.
Within seconds, your squishy body was in the perfect shape of a thong. You were thin and stretched out, and you looked just like an ordinary thong, and not at all like the human girl you were.
Several seconds later, two more metallic hands appeared. They were both holding two different spray cans. One of the cans began to spray you with a red mist, which covered your entire body. The red cloud stuck to your body, and you were soon dyed a solid red color. The red coloring covered every inch of your body, hiding all of your human features. Someone would have to look at you with intense focus to spot your face, which was visible only on the inside of the crotch part of the thong.
The other can then sprayed your body with a clear and sticky mist, and you fearfully recognized what it was. The can contained Beta4, the chemical that your father used to cement his gummy materials in a soft but hardened state. However, since your body was also squishy and gummy, the spray worked on you as while. In only a minute, your body had hardened in its thong shape. You knew that it would be impossible for you to reform without the help of the Beta4 solvent. The only problem was that nobody knew that you were currently at your father’s factory, or that you were also currently a thong.
Now that you were a finished “product”, the platform that you were on tilted, and you tumbled down into a small cart containing several variously colored thongs. Upon your arrival, the cart sped off across the factory, entering a separate room and coming to a stop in front of a female employee.
The employee reached into the cart, and began placing the thongs into different boxes. The boxes were solid and not see-through, and they showed what color thong was inside on the cover. The employee picked you up, and placed you in a red thong box. Obviously, she could not tell you were a real person. You doubted anybody would be able to tell. Honestly, you had no idea how you would ever escape this mess. All you had wanted to do was visit your father.
The employee sealed your box, casting you into darkness. She placed the box inside of a large truck, filled to the brim with other boxes of lingerie. After about thirty minutes of loading, the truck drove off to the nearest Victoria’s Secret.
Once at Victoria’s Secret, the truck was unloaded by two female store employees. One of the employees picked up the box you were in, and carried it into the store. She placed you on a rack containing several other thongs, and then walked off.
Inside the box, you were terrified beyond belief. You had no idea where you were, or what had happened to you after being placed in the box. You began to mentally cry, as your crushed and Beta4 hardened form was unable to physically cry. You sat in the darkness and wept for over three hours, until your box was suddenly lifted off of the rack.
Clearly, someone wanted to purchase you, and you strained to hear who it was through the muffled sounds coming into the box. Slowly, you realized that the person going to buy you was…  | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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