Taken by her Sister!? - Bikini TF
Tags: Inanimate, Clothing TF, Swimsuit, Unaware, Object TF, Caption, Bikini
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Personal Information Name: Nicolas | Age: 22 | Gender: Female | TF-ID: TF-NM22PB Treatment Information Transformation: Purple bikini | Date: 15.08.2025 Doctor: Dr. Alexia Schatzel | TF Treatmemt: TF Booth Guardian’s Information Name: Margaret | Age: 21 | Gender: Female Notes Everything went fine. I was only confused because the form was too small, but after checking it multiple times, I got it! It was not a mistake at all. I hope this weirdo isn't doing something weird. He didn't seem like one too. If he is, I hope he gets lost. Duration: 1 Month | Next Location: Italy Taken by her Sister!? - Bikini TF I am Nicolas, 22, from Milan. My girlfriend, Margaret, lived in Livorno, a petite and modest town, perfect for my long-distance relationship solution. Transform into a purple bikini her exact size, ship myself for intimate beach sessions. Dr. Alexia Schatzel handled my transformation at the Rome TF clinic. The blonde physician seemed skeptical reviewing my paperwork. "Size extra small? This seems impossibly tiny," she questioned. I confirmed repeatedly that Margaret's frame required precise sizing. The TF booth activated around me. Metallic walls pulsed while transformation mist filled the chamber. My skin tingled, then burned intensely. My torso compressed rapidly, ribs crushing inward while shoulders narrowed. Arms dissolved into purple fabric while my chest flattened into triangular cups. Legs fused together, becoming bikini bottoms as my groin smoothed into soft material. Minutes later, I existed as purple swimwear on the collection tray. She put me on for the picture, wearing me, which felt very strange and intimate. Dr. Schatzel packaged me for Livorno, muttering concerns. Three days later, unfamiliar hands lifted me from the packaging. A voluptuous blonde with enormous breasts examined my material. Her messy bedroom reeked of perfume. "Definitely not Margaret's style," she purred, recognizing her sister's address. "But these would look amazing on me."She stripped naked, revealing an incredibly curvaceous figure. My fabric stretched beyond limits as she pulled me over wide hips. The bottom strained desperately, barely containing her curves while digging between her crotch. My top wrapped around massive breasts, compressing them. The sensation overwhelmed me. Every curve pressed against my material, warmth soaking through the fibers. I just hope Margaret finds me as soon as possible. At the beach, she flirted with muscular strangers while I struggled to hide her private parts. Eventually, she led a surfer towards a cabin, peeling me off onto sandy floors. I lay helplessly during their passionate encounter. Afterward, she put me on again. I soaked her juices like a good bikini. Musky scent penetrated every fiber and to be honest, it fett good. She wore me till the end of summer!
