From the Diary of Daniel Jones #3

December 2, 2002
I had been hanging on the shower pole all night. I was having a hard time admitting it to myself, but I did want to be worn. I felt so empty, so...useless when I wasn't. Then I saw light stream into the room, as Jenny came into the bathroom.
"Good morning" she said. "We're leaving today." Then I realized. If they were leaving, and she took me...then I'd never get back here. I'd be hers forever...never getting to see my family or friends ever again. I tried to move, but to no avail. She grabbed me, and tossed me into a bag of clothes that I assumed were dirty. After a few minutes of her taking her shower, she picked up the bag I was in, and she brought me to our laundry room. I was tossed into the washer, and the lid was shut. I was in complete darkness when I felt the water start to rise. I was spun around vigorously, but I could feel the dirt coming out of me. When I was taken out, I was surprised who I saw. My mother was lifting me up. I tried to say something, let her know it was me, but she didn't hear me. She through me in the dryer. I felt the heat inside. I was spun around even more vigorously, and I was heated up. After what seemed like hours, I was taken out. I was warm and clean. It was a nice sensation to feel. I was taken into Jenny's room with a bunch of other clothes.
"There you are" Jenny said. "Ready to go?" She folded me, and put me in her suitcase. And for a long time, I was in darkness.

Wrapped around her

What happened?! Howard thought.
"You said you wanted to go swimming, didn't you?" his girlfriend asked.
Yes, but I feel so weird. And where are you?
"Right here" Howard thought he heard her voice coming from above him. He couldn't move, and he felt a giant weight on his back.
What is that on my back. It's so warm, but heavy. My whole body seems to be holding it up.
"That's my boobs" his girlfriend said. He tried to make the connection. He was a...a
What am I? Howard asked.
"Why, your my bikini top of course" came the reply.
Your what? I'm your bikini top? That's impossible. I...just can't wrap my mind around that.
"You don't have to" his girlfriend said, and he felt her boobs swaying back and forth as she walked. "All you have to do is wrap yourself around my breasts"

For just one moment

George was talking to his girlfriend one night, and he began to run his fingers through her hair.
"You like my hair?" she asked.
"Of course" George replied. Then George felt a weird tingle. He felt heat running through his body, and then he felt himself losing form. He was melting! But his girlfriend held up a bottle, and he was somehow being funneled into it, until his whole body liquefied into a gel type substance. He saw his girlfriend close the bottle, and carry the bottle into her bathroom. He was scared, but he got excited as his girlfriend started to strip. When she was nude, she stepped into the shower, and turned it on. After rinsing her body a few times, she grabbed the bottle George was in, and started to squirt some of him into her hand. George was terrified, as he was now liquid in the palm of his girlfriend's hair.
"This is your time" She said. She started rubbing him through her hair. He felt his whole self being scrubbed through each individual hair. He could feel the dirt coming off of it. He was her shampoo, cleansing her hair for her. He felt the pleasure. This was the best thing he had ever experienced. But as soon as it started, it was over. He felt water hitting him. He was slowly running down her back, getting closer to the drain.
"All for just one moment" his girlfriend said, "And then you are nothing" George ran down her butt, then her legs, and then he was going down the drain. He tried to say good bye to his girlfriend, but nothing came out. The best moment of his life...was his last.

Lipstick

Jim was getting the greatest excitement of his life, as he was stroked across his girlfriend's lips. He was constantly become aroused, and he could feel his hard cock as the tip of it caressed the beautiful lips. But after a few seconds, he calmed down. He felt his cock become normal again, as his girlfriend put the cap back on him. Now to wait until tomorrow...

Mine

Please! Turn me back! Don begged.
"No, we've already been over this" Mary said. "You had your chance...chances I should say. Now you are my nightgown. Don't worry, you'll learn to love it"
I will? Don asked.
"Of course. Like when I do this" Mary started rubbing her breast through Don.
That feels so....good
"Yes, I know. Now, relax my nightgown. Forget about your nasty life from before. All you are is mine. My nightgown"

From the Diary of Daniel Jones #2

December 1, 2002
Last night was crazy. Turned into a dress by some girl I hardly know, and now I'm hanging in the closet of our guest room. But it's kind of weird. I feel empty now, as if there's something missing. I want to be filled, but with what? I'm not sure, but I know I don't like being filled by this hanger. It's dark in here, and it's been hours since I've seen any light. I can hear stuff going on outside, but I can barely hear what they're saying.
"Oh, I'll be right there mom" I heard Jenny say. Light streamed into the closet.
"Good morning" she said cheerfully. Of course, I couldn't respond.
"You know, I don't need a dress quite that fancy today. We're just going to the park, you know." she said, smiling. "And I know you're dying to be worn, so I'll change you into something else." She snapped her fingers, and I felt my form changing. My skirt disappeared, and my arms got much shorter. I was no longer satin, but cotton. She took me off the hanger, and took off her nightgown. She then put me on, and I could feel her bra pushing against my head a little more than yesterday. I was tight, so I almost gripped her whole body. When she looked in the mirror, I saw her in just a normal T-Shirt and shorts.
"Now isn't that better?" she asked. Then she opened the door, and went running down our stairs. Her breasts bounced, and although I didn't have direct contact with them, I could feel the movement. It did feel nice to be worn though. So much nicer than being left in the closet all night. She got into the car with her family, and both of our families went to a park in town. They chatted for a long time, most of which I wasn't interested in (because I always heard the girl's conversation). After a couple of hours it started to rain. As drops hit me, I could feel the water soaking into my cotton. I began clinging tighter to Jenny's skin, and I got heavier. She ran to the car, her boobs bouncing violently. We got home, and everyone went to their rooms. Jenny took me off.
"Well, I'll have to let you dry off" she said, a disgusted look on her face. She through me over the side of the shower pole to dry. I sat there, the water dripping out of me. That feeling of emptiness came back. I hated it, but I couldn't help wishing to be worn again. I stayed there the whole night.

A Purpose.

What's happened? Rick thought. He felt something warm and large inside of him. He tried to move, but he couldn't. He was wrapped around something, and he was wrapped around it tight.
"Your awake" He heard a familiar voice say. "I thought you might like what I did to you. I turned you into my bra, since you said you love my breasts so much."
What?! Rick thought. But something inside of him made him think otherwise. It does feel good, and warm...and so soft!
"I know you'd love it" his girlfriend said. She began walking, and Rick could feel her boobs bouncing up and down.
Oh! Don't stop! Stop! what am I thinking. But, this is what I was meant to do....my purpose. And besides, it feels so good.

Goin' Swimmin'

Oh this is amazing! My girlfriend and I were going swimming, and she's giving me the time of my life! Now I'm her swimsuit, and I can feel her warm breasts bouncing up and down, and I can taste and smell the scents coming from her most intimate places. This is great!

What's expected of you

"What's happening to me?"

"Shhh. Don't worry my dear"

"I feel hollow, and what's this inside me"

"Just a mannequin dear. You would like to be worn, wouldn't you dear?"

"Yes...I mean. What?! What are you talking about."

"You do?"

"Yes...please wear me. No! What am I saying?"

"Exactly what I expected dear"

From the Diary of Daniel Jones

This excerpt taken from the diary of Daniel Jones, a boy who was tortured by a witch. We were lucky to find these excerpts, and we will be bringing more from the diary every few days or so
Sincerely, The Department of Magic Investigators.

November 30, 2002
It was a few days after Thanksgiving dinner, and snow was falling everywhere. Everyone was in that Christmas kind of spirit, and I was still trying to finish my midterm. I could hear my mom in the other room decorating the house, playing Christmas music, while I was studying. But our friends, or I should say my parents friends, were coming to town to meet some family. They were going to stay a couple days at our house before they went. I had met them a couple times before. They had one daughter, about eighteen. I never really liked her much. When they arrived, she came into my room while I was studying.
"Hi" she said.
"Hi" I said, pretty much ignoring her.
"What'ch ya working on?" she asked.
"School" I replied.
"Wouldn't you rather be doing something else?" she asked.
"Well...yeah, I guess" I said.
"I can fix that" she said in a soft, low voice.
"What do you mean?" I asked. She started saying some weird words, like in Latin or something. She waved her hand, and I felt a tingle all over. I blacked out.
When I woke up, and I was lying on my bed, and she was staring down at me.
"What did you do to me?" I tried to say, but I realized nothing came out.
"Perfect" she said. "You'll do nicely" she picked me up, and I realized I felt different. I was hollow, and I didn't really have a head. My vision was coming from my chest...which stuck out a little more. I was very light. I had no hands, but two holes where they used to be. My legs and feet were gone, but they seemed to open out into a wide opening. I felt soft all over. Jenny (The girl who changed me) held me in front of the mirror. What I saw was shocking. She was holding up a blue, satin dress. I realized she had shut the door, and she was wearing only a bra and panties. She lifted me up, and she stuck her head inside of me. I fell into place, and I felt her breasts poking my head. I felt the wind catch my...skirt. Her warm body was inside of me, and it felt so weird. She left the room, and wore me for the rest of the day. She told everyone else that I was spending the night at my friends house, and for some reason everyone believed her. I was stuck being worn by her, and starting to have mixed feelings about it. It actually did feel kind of nice to be worn. I don't know. This whole transformation thing is weird.

Bra #3

Jake felt an odd weight on his back. He was wrapped around something, something large and round, and he was in a store. He looked around, and finally he spotted his girlfriend.
Hey Jenny! He tried to shout, but nothing came out.
"I can read your thoughts" she said, inching closer to him. "And right now your wondering what happened to you. You are a sports bra."
But why aren't you wearing me? he asked. And who is? because I can feel that someone is wearing me.
"I didn't want to have to deal with you gushing all over me, wanting to be worn everyday, so I returned you to the store so you can be worn by someone who can't read your thoughts."
What? No! Come back. But it was too late. Jenny had left. Jake was left on the mannequin, waiting to be sold. After days and days of torment, someone finally looked at him.
"Can I have that one?" a lady asked one of the employees. "There's no more on the racks."
"Sure" the man replied. Jake was so excited, he was going to be worn by this hot girl. He was stashed in a bag.
When he got home, he saw the girl that bought him taking off her bra. He stared gaping at her breasts, and then he was taken and put over her breasts. He felt the warm, soft flesh inside him. He was in absolute heaven. He forgot about Jenny. He forgot about everything. He was just being lulled by the constant bouncing of his wearer's boobs as she ran.

Panties #2

What happened? Jeff wondered. He was in a dark place, and he felt like he was laying on something soft. Suddenly light flooded in.
"There you are Jeff" he saw his giant girlfriend looming over him.
Jenny! he called out, but it was no use. He couldn't utter a word.
"Now, how would you like to be worn?"
Worn? Jeff thought. What was she talking about? But before he could think about it, he was picked up by his girlfriend. He noticed she was naked, and he couldn't help but staring at her shaven crotch. Then he was lowered, and he felt her legs being pulled through him. It felt so good. Finally he felt her soft lips, and he came as close as he could to a climax, considering that he wasn't human. She pulled some jeans on over him, leaving him in darkness again. But was in complete pleasure as he constantly rubbed against her pussy.
"Your the best panties I've ever worn Jeff!"

A Model's Dream

I can't move! What the heck is wrong?

"How's the new job?"

What? Who said that?

"Jessica. Remember me?"

Yeah. You were at the mall yesterday.

"Yes. And once you told me your dream of being a model, I couldn't help myself"

You mean you turned me into this?

"Of course dear. So, have a nice day. I'm sure you'll be modeling tons of new clothes!"


You can't leave me here! No!!!