TF App - A Little Experiment - Lingerie TF
Tags: Panties TF, Inanimate, Lingerie, Clothing TF, Object TF, Caption, Panties
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:TF App - A Little Experiment - Lingerie TFMike had been dating Camila for six months. She was chill, swee…
Mike had been dating Camila for six months. She was chill, sweet, the kind of girl who blushed when he kissed her in public. So when she texted him about the TF App, he figured she was joking. Then she sent a screenshot of her profile. Looking for: Sexy Lingerie. His heart stopped. Before he could respond, another message came through. "Better download it fast babe. Already got two matches interested 😏" Mike downloaded it immediately, hands shaking as he created his account. User #28461 and found Camila's profile of User #28021 The moment he finished, a notification popped up. 'CAMILA REQUESTS TRANSFORMATION FOR 1 HOUR. [ACCEPT] OR [DENY]' He didn't even hesitate. BZZZZZT The transformation was instant and overwhelming. Mike's bones softened first, becoming flexible and thin like wire. His skin turned translucent, darkening into sheer black fabric. Muscles flattened and spread, organs dissolving as his entire body restructured into delicate lace. "What the fuuuu..." his voice cut off as his throat became ribbon. His consciousness scattered across the fabric, awareness spreading through every thread. He could feel himself taking shape. Thin straps forming from his arms. His chest becoming cups lined with delicate lace trim. His lower body reshaping into tiny panties with a small bow at the front. The fabric was see-through, hiding absolutely nothing. Mike existed now as a complete lingerie set, draped across Camila's bed. The door opened. Camila walked in wearing just a towel, hair still damp from the shower. She looked at the lingerie on her bed and smiled. Not her usual sweet smile. Something darker and much more hungrier. "There you are baby," she purred, dropping the towel. Mike would have gasped if he had lungs. He'd seen her naked before, obviously, but something about existing as fabric made the view completely different. Every curve, every inch of skin seemed magnified. She picked up the panties first. She stepped into them slowly, pulling the sheer fabric up her thick thighs. Mike felt everything. The warmth of her skin, the softness of her inner thighs brushing against his threads. She positioned him right against her pussy, the thin fabric pressing into her folds. He could feel how warm she was. How wet she was already getting. Then she grabbed the bra and clasped it behind her back. Her tits settled into the cups and Mike felt her nipples pressing against the sheer lace. They were already hard. Camila walked to her mirror, admiring herself. Admiring him on her. "Mmmm~ you look so pretty on me babe," she purred, running her hands over the lingerie. Every touch sent shockwaves through Mike's fabric consciousness. She cupped her tits, squeezing them through the see through cups. Her nipples poked through the lace, completely visible. "Can you feel this?" She pinched her nipple through the fabric. Mike felt the pressure, the way the thread stretched slightly. "God, I've wanted to do this for so long. You have no idea." She brought her hand down between her legs, rubbing the front of the panties. Rubbing him directly against her clit. Her wetness was soaking through already, the fabric growing damp with her arousal. "You always smell the same babe," Camila whispered, pressing her nose against her shoulder where the strap sat. "Clean... like your soap. But tonight?" She slid her finger under the panties, pushing him aside slightly to touch her bare pussy. "Tonight you're gonna smell like me!" She moved to the bed, laying back against the pillows. Mike's fabric form stretched slightly as she spread her legs. He could see everything from this angle. Feel everything. Her pussy was dripping now, juices soaking into his threads. He felt them absorbing into his very being, becoming part of him. Camila reached into her nightstand and pulled out a purple dildo. Mike's consciousness flickered with embarrassment. He'd known she had toys, but seeing it like this, being worn by her while she used it, was something else entirely. "Don't get jealous baby," she teased, rubbing the silicone head against him. "You're gonna feel this too." She pulled the panties aside just enough to press the dildo against her entrance. Then she pushed it in slowly. "Ohhhhhhh~ fuck," Camila moaned, head falling back. The dildo stretched her open, and Mike felt every inch of it rubbing against his fabric. The panties pressed against her pussy lips, against her clit, while the toy worked in and out. Her juices flowed freely now, soaking through the sheer material completely. Mike felt them absorbing into his threads, mixing with his very essence. It was bizarre and humiliating and unbelievably hot. He was becoming saturated with her, her scent filling his consciousness, her wetness becoming part of him. The embarrassment started fading, replaced with something else an addiction to be worn and used. Camila fucked herself faster, the dildo making wet squelching sounds as it pumped in and out. "Unnnngh you feel so good baby," she panted, th
