Tania stood up, bag in hand, and began to leave the locker room. Your body, stuck flat to her big ass, jiggled with each step. You hoped that one of the three girls would spot you, and rescue you, and for once in your life your wish came true.
“Excuse me Miss!” Kim spoke up. Tania stopped. “I believe you sat in something that belongs to me.” Tania sighed.
“Listen. We already went over this.” Claire spoke up this time, seeing you now on Tania’s ass.
“No ma’am, you actually did this time.” Claire boldly reached forward and peeled you off. Tania gasped briefly, but then noticed your papery form in Tania’s hand.
“What is that? Some kind of ugly sticker?” She turned to Kim. “Thanks for pointing that out young lady. I’ll be off now.” Tania left the locker room. Claire dropped you into her pool bag and left you to reform. She then drove home with Kim and Sarah.
***
About twenty minutes later, you had reformed completely and you were waiting for Claire to let you out of her pool bag. It was dark, and her wet bikini was lying all around you. Eventually, your world flipped upside down, and you were dumped out onto the floor of Claire’s bedroom.
“Whoops.” Claire giggled, seeing you fall out of her bag. “I forgot I put you in there Ben.” You climbed to your feet and turned to face Claire, when you suddenly froze up. You looked at Claire, and realized she was completely naked! Of course, you had seen your younger sister naked before, but never openly like this. Oddly enough, Claire didn’t seem to find it weird at all.
Claire bent down, picked you up, and then sat on her bed. She held you in the palm of her hand. You tried to keep your attention on her face, but it was hard with her titanic breasts swaying just inches from you, even though she was your sister.
“Listen Ben, I have a really important request to ask you.” She said solemnly. That tone of voice scared you, coming from the happy-go-lucky Claire.
“What kind of request?” You asked worriedly.
“Um…a…kinda a personal request.” Claire began to blush. Now you were really scared.
“Just tell me what it is Claire.”
“O…okay.” She bit her lip in thought, but then continued. “So there is this big party tomorrow at Julia’s house.”
“I am aware.”
“Well…I had the perfect outfit planned out, but my tan bra snapped this morning when I tried it on. It was too small, I guess. Anyways, I really need a new bra. A new…tan bra.
“Okay. That’s easy. Go buy one then!”
“I don’t have time to get a new…tan…bra.”
“You can’t borrow one?”
“Mom and Sarah’s breasts are bigger than mine. Besides, they don’t have any…tan….bras.”
“Why do you keep annunciating the word ‘tan’?” Claire took a deep breath, and then spoke rapidly.
“I want to turn you into a bra for the party.” She cried.
“Woah. Woah. WOAH! WHAT!?!?!” You screamed.
“Listen, it would only be for one night! I would just mold you into a bra, and then four hours later I would let you reform
back! That’s it!”
“No way! No way in hell Claire! Not after last time!” You shuddered remembering the last time you had been turned into a piece of clothing. Your mom had turned you into a thong for the beach, but then she accidentally dropped you into the box of clothes she was donating to Good Will. Long story short, you were delivered to Good Will, bought by a stranger, worn, and it took your mom two weeks to track you down and rescue you. You were only 10 years old when it all happened.
“Come on Ben! Please! I won’t be as careless as mom! You know me better than that! PLEASE!”
“No! I’m sorry, but no!” You turned to leave, when Claire’s fingers tightened around you, blocking your escape. Next thing you knew, you were being shoved headfirst into Claire’s cleavage. She dropped you between her soft breasts, her flesh instantly absorbing your body. She pressed on her breasts, and moved them up and down, massaging your body between them. It felt so good, that you began to get aroused, as much as you tried not to.
“Please Ben! Please!” Claire cooed. “Please do it! For me?” You sighed deeply. Would you do this for her?