Ana slipped into her cute night shirt, and then she shuffled over to her bed. She turned around, preparing to sit down. You had no idea what was going on, until you were painfully slammed against her bed as she sat down. You cursed your terrible luck, realizing that Ana was planning on wearing you all night. Ana laid out on her back, stretching out and yawning. She closed her eyes, and soon drifted off to sleep.
You were trapped between her big butt and the bed, but at least the pressure was much more bearable. With Ana’s weight evenly distributed across the bed, you only had to deal with the weight of her ass alone. Unfortunately, Ana still had quite the butt, and her ass alone was enough to keep you from reforming.
You struggled and wiggle as hard as you could, unable to move more than a millimeter. In her sleep, Ana felt your minute struggles, and she grinded her ass against the bed in response. You were painfully dragged across the fabric of her bed, squashing you further and further into your friend’s panties. Wanting to end your suffering as quickly as possible, you stopped struggling. A few moments later, Ana stopped moving as well.
You swore to yourself that you would never wear a blue skirt again if you ever got back home. You were angry at Kat that she hadn’t checked Ana’s panties herself, but Ana had been quite convincing. You were also angry for Ana sitting on you in the first place, but you couldn’t be too angry. Ana never meant to harm you. Somehow, fate just had a way of putting you in her path, and it never ended well for you.
The hours dragged on, and Ana continued to sleep soundly. You had no idea what time it was, but you knew you had been up all night. Ana continuously flipped onto her stomach, giving you room to reform. You would struggle and struggle, but right as you would make progress, she would flip back onto her back, smashing you once more and undoing all your progress.
Eventually, you felt your body going numb, and you knew you were about to pass out from sheer exhaustion. You fought the urge to sleep, not wanting to miss the chance to reform when it arose, but you were just too beaten and tired. You passed out, slipping into a deep sleep.
***
The next morning, Ana woke up at nine o’clock. She yawned, and climbed out of her bed. Before she did anything, Emma walked into the room.
“Hello sweetie.” Emma smiled at her daughter.
“Hey mom. What’s up?” Ana asked, absentmindedly scratching at her butt, pushing your still sleeping form against her ass.
“Do you have any dirty clothes? I’m about to wash a load.” Emma placed a basket on the floor. Ana nodded, gathering up clothes strewn around her room, and tossing them in the basket. Right as Emma was about to leave, Ana slipped her panties off, throwing them into the pile. Emma grabbed the basket, and walked out of Ana’s bedroom.
She headed into the basement, where the washing machine was already set and waiting. She dumped the load of clothes into the washing machine, and started it up. Surprisingly, the icy cold water didn’t wake you up, and you continue to sleep. You and the panties went through the entire wash cycle, spinning and tossing. When the washing machine finished, Emma put you into the dryer as well.
The dryer baked all of the clothes, erasing every last trace of fluid. As you slept soundly, dreaming of playing video games with Ana, your squishy body began to melt ever so slightly. Greedily, the fabric of Ana’s panties snatched at your liquidy body, your body becoming entangled in the fabric strands. When the dryer stopped, you had partially fused to Ana’s panties. Worse, you were still entirely undistinguishable from the rest of the panties. Your blue skirt had been a poor fashion choice.
Emma grabbed the clean clothes, and sorted them back out to their respective owners. The panties you were on, along with other articles of clothing were placed into a basket and dropped off in Ana’s room. Ana, who was watching Fairy Tail, paused the episode, and walked over to her clothes basket.
***
Your eyes slowly opened, and you reentered the world of the living. You had absolutely no idea of the terrible things you had just been through. Your world was still all dark, as your face was still pressed deeply into Ana’s panties. Only this time, you were partially a part of her panties. You noticed there was no pressure above you, which was because your pair was resting on the surface of the clothes pile.
You heard footsteps approaching you, and you wondered what had happened while you had been asleep. Just then, you felt warm hands grab you and lift you into the air, and you began to panic. You had no idea what was going on, and you just wanted to go home.
It was Ana, who had grabbed you, and she held you up to her face. She was deep in thought, wondering if she wanted to wear the panties you were on today, or save them for another day. What does she decide?
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