Change of Plans - Pantyhose TF
Tags: Inanimate, Pantyhose TF, Caption
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Personal Information Name: Mike | Age: 19 | Gender: Male | TF-ID: TF-MM87TC Treatment Information Transformation: A silky pair of pantyhose | Date: 04.02.2025 Doctor: Dr. Mary Rougeaux | TF Treatmemt: TF Booth Guardian’s Information Name: Mary Rougeaux | Age: 29 | Gender: Female Notes Everything went perfectly with the patient. He even decided to make me his guardian. What a wonderful decision, and he turned into such a fitting pair like he was made for me. He said I could keep him permanently if I like him too much! Duration: 1 Year | Next Location: Closet Change of Plans Last Part: I'm Mike, 19, and my girlfriend Nina suggested trying inanimate transformation. Black pantyhose - kinky but intriguing. At the TF Clinic, we filled papers together, choosing the booth method since I hate needles. Dr. Mary Rougeux appears - "Bonjour, follow me." Her green eyes pierce me hungrily. Curves everywhere, way different from Nina's modest frame. "Ah, ze way you stare... understandable wiz such plain girlfriend, non? My body, she is magnifique!" In her office, she records: "TF-MM-87TC, transformation to silky pantyhose, one-week duration." Then adds with a wink, "Ze booth awaits." Inside, warmth spreads. "Mmmmmh..." My body softens like butter, features blurring. Fingers merge, cock retracts, everything flattening deliciously into sleek fabric. "Parfait!" Dr. Rougeux lifts me, smirking. "Such lovely pantyhose, my size exactly!" She alters my form changes Nina's name, and extends the duration to one year. I try to scream, but I'm just fabric now. She strips her old pantyhose and slides me up her legs. No panties - her wet pussy presses against my fibers. "Smile for ze photo, cheri! Much better zan your petite amie, non?" Nina storms out when shown the altered contract. Dr. Rougeux laughs, taking me home. Her apartment's candlelit, sensual. She strips to just me and an open shirt, breasts exposed. "Welcome to your new home, mon petit!" She teases my fabric with a pen tip while pleasuring herself. "Don't tear now..." Her juices soak through me as she climaxes. Then balls me up, tosses me in her closet. "Adieu, mon amour!" I'm trapped, scented with her arousal. Days pass into weeks. She wears me to work, to dates, to bed. Each time she returns me to the closet, wrinkled and damp. I've lost track of time - has it been months? A year? The contract's duration might not even matter anymore. I'm just her favorite pair of pantyhose now, forever serving her curves, forever scented with her intimate pleasure until my fabric gives up.
