Fubuki's Experiment - Panties TF
Tags: Panties TF, Inanimate, Lingerie, Clothing TF, Anime, Object TF, Caption, Panties, Chained Soldier
DescriptionIf you want to make a suggestion or have an unique idea? Join the Discord Server. Maybe there is a giveaway so don't miss it! Psss the uncensored versions are there as well!Last Part:Fubuki's Experiment - Panties TFThe news of Himari's progress spread quickly through the Anti-Demon Corps…
The news of Himari's progress spread quickly through the Anti-Demon Corps. Her defeat of her sister Yachiho, a battle that shocked everyone who witnessed it, caught the attention of someone Yuuki never expected to meet: Himari's mother. Fubuki Azuma, the 9th Unit Chief and newly appointed head of the prestigious Azuma clan, requested their presence at the family estate. The Commander herself had expressed interest in Yuuki's transformation abilities, particularly after hearing reports of the power boost he provided to both Kyouka and Tenka. "There are rumors about special Humanoid Shuuki and a group called the Thunder Gods," Kyouka explained as they traveled to the Azuma household. "We need every advantage we can get." Yuuki nodded, though his stomach swirled with nervousness. He'd heard stories about Fubuki from Himari, how she'd always treated Himari as inferior to her sisters, how her standards were impossibly high. They arrived at a sprawling mansion that made Yuuki's eyes widen. The Azuma family compound was massive with traditional Japanese architecture. No wonder the family wielded so much influence within the Anti-Demon Corps. Himari led them through winding corridors to a spacious room where two women waited. One stood with perfect posture, her long dark blue hair featuring a single braid rolled around the back of her head. Her uniform, similar to Kyouka's but with the chest partly exposed, showcased curves that made Yuuki's breath catch. 'My god, she's stunning,' Yuuki thought, immediately embarrassed by his reaction. 'Is this really Himari's mother? She looks like she could be her older sister.' The other woman appeared surprisingly young, perhaps in her early twenties, with a mischievous glint in her eyes that contrasted with Fubuki's serious demeanor. "So you are the famous panty boy," Fubuki began, her voice cool and measured. "I am actually Yuuki Wakura," he interrupted, bowing slightly. "It's nice to meet you, Miss Azuma." The younger-looking woman smiled approvingly. "You see? The brat has manners and discipline!" Yuuki looked up, confused by both the woman's apparent youth and her familiar tone. "I am Tobera Azuma," she announced, "the grandmother of the girl standing beside you." Yuuki couldn't hide his shock. "Grandmother?" Fubuki nodded. "The previous Head Commander has a power to expand her lifespan by consuming vital energy from other beings." "Oh come on," Tobera waved dismissively. "He's perfect to make our bloodline stronger!" "Excuse me?..... What?" Yuuki felt heat rising to his face. Himari blushed more deeply than he'd ever seen before, looking mortified. "Grandmother, stop it," Fubuki sighed. "The girls can choose for themselves... and after all, Yachiho already declined the offer." Tobera got angry and left the room, leaving an awkward silence in her wake. They returned to where Kyouka waited in another chamber. The room was spacious, clearly designed for demonstrations of power. "So should we start?" Kyouka asked. Fubuki smirked, a hint of anticipation in her dark blue eyes. "Yes, let's get on with it." Yuuki stood in the center of the room, trying to prepare himself mentally for transformation. By now, he was somewhat accustomed to the process, but each time felt different depending on who would wear him. "Wear!" Kyouka commanded, extending her hand. The familiar tingling began, spreading through Yuuki's body as his limbs dissolved into light. But this time, something different happened. Instead of forming into a bra or traditional underwear, his torso shrank downward, compressing into his lower half. His consciousness remained intact as his entire form condensed into something smaller than he'd ever been before. Two large hands picked him up, and he found himself looking up at Fubuki's contemplative face as she examined his new form. "Hmm, you look more like a tiny thong," she observed, turning him over in her hands. "Himari dear, was he a thong for you too?" Himari snapped out of her embarrassed daze. "No, he was a bra... a yellow bra." "A yellow bra?" Fubuki's lips curled into a slight smile. "I guess the color yellow really suits our family, doesn't it? I need to put him on. Wait for me on the training grounds." "Mom, are you sure? Wouldn't it be..." Himari began, but Fubuki silenced her with a single intense glance. As Himari and Kyouka left, Fubuki carried Yuuki to a different room, which was elegantly decorated with deep red walls and a matching plush couch. Without ceremony, she removed her panties, dropping them to the floor beside Yuuki. "You really take the form we want to have. Interesting," she mused, tapping him lightly with the tip of her heel. "Panty boy, are you there?" "Y-yes, I am here," Yuuki replied, mortified by his situation. "Good. When I ask you something, you answer me. Do you understand?" "Yeee...s," he managed. She picked him up, stretching his fabric between her hands to test his elasticity. "Hmm, you're pretty elastic. Good. I hope you can withs
