Forgetful Friend

“LUCY YOU IDIOT, I'M DOWN HERE! I DIDN’T GO HOME LET ME GO!!” Avery yelled into the void, her voice going unheard as she remained snuggly around her friend's waist.

Lucy was not a very bright person, nor a cautious one. One such instance of her lack of cautiousness was leaving an open vial of Tf powder she found in her room… on a shelf above her bed… a bed her good friend was sitting on unaware of the disaster waiting to happen.

Lucy dipped out of the bedroom to use the restroom, leaving Avery to chill on her bed. Scrolling through TikTok, she adjusted herself to sit up more comfortably. Bumping the wall in the process, sending a cavalcade of dust hailing down upon her.

Instantly Avery began to shift, crumpling down into a helpless pair of underwear. The transformation happened so fast to let her call out for help.

Sitting atop her friend’s bed, Avery hoped her friend would notice that she got turned into a pair of underwear and change her back.

Lucy turned the corner back into her room to find it vacant. Looking around, she muttered.

“Huh… must have gone home.” To herself. Before plopping herself onto her bed. Landing directly on top of Avery’s unnoticed cloth body.

Avery watched in horror as her friend’s plump rear came crashing down upon her. Instantly suffocating her in Lucy’s aroma as she is sandwiched into the bed.

Hours pass with Avery trapped under her friend. Who scrolls endlessly on her phone, completely unaware of what she’s doing to her friend. Avery is finally freed of this smelly predicament when her friend sits up off the bed. Walking over to her closet, Avery watches as she gathers clothes.

“Thank god, she’s off to take a shower. Please notice what happened to me!!!” The underwear thinks to itself. Hoping against all odds that Lucy is able to help her.

Lucy steps out of the closet, mulling over the clothes she’ll wear when she gets out. When her eyes lock into the bed, directly where Avery lay. Gray underwear in the divot which Lucy’s ass shaped.

The sight of Lucy’s hand reaching towards her was more frightening than anything Avery had ever experienced. Helplessly crumpled into the pile of clothes that Lucy would soon be wearing. Encasing her in darkness once again.

The distant sound of running water did nothing to soothe the underwear. Instead filling her with dread as the inevitable approached. The reality came far too fast as she heard the water shut off.

“God dammit! Why can’t you waste more water like a normal person!” Avery thought as Lucy approached the pile. Avery watched as first the shirt was plucked from the mass of cloth. Bringing light back to Avery’s world. She could only look up at her bottomless bestie, whose gigantic hand made its way towards her.

Avery felt as the damp hand clung to her fabric. Lifting her into the air with ease. Without any fanfare, a leg was dipped into one of Avery’s holes, then the other. Sliding along her friend’s smooth legs before snapping snugly around her waist. In an Instant she was face first in Lucy’s damp asscrack. The unfortunately familiar smell of her body odor is even stronger now that it’s being damply smudged across what would be Avery’s face.

Pajama pants brought darkness back to Avery’s world. Nothing but Lucy’s ass cheeks and the ever lasting smell which was etching itself into Avery’s fabric to keep her company.

“PLEASE! LUCY REALIZE ITS ME!! GOD, HOW DO YOU STILL STINK AFTER A SHOWER?!?” The underpants pleaded. But, for now, no luck would be granted to Avery.

Lucy went about her day as though nothing was wrong. Making dinner, watching a movie in her living room, etc. The only thing that bothered her was Avery leaving abruptly… in fact, did she even leave? There was a vial of Tf powder in her room… and a random pair of underwear…

“Naah, probably just had to dip.” Lucy thought to herself. Waltzing over to the fridge for some refreshing ice cream. Much to the dismay of her underwear, a gassy night around her buffoonish friends ass almost here.