From the Diary of Daniel Jones #6

December 29, 2002

The night wore on, and I was cold and empty. I was dry by all means, but still I was empty. It's hard to explain it, but I wanted to be worn, so bad! But everyone was sleeping, and no one would wear me. Finally, the next morning, Jenny picked me up.
"Good morning" she said in a happy mood. "We are going home soon."
What I thought, It's only like the 5th or something, I thought they were spending Christmas here
"You may be wondering what happened, but the thing is, I made a little adjustment to the spell. I didn't want to worry about you while I was spending Christmas with my family, so I cause you to go into a sort of mental sleep, and so it seemed like one night, bu it's actually been weeks."
What?! I thought. This can't be happening!
"Anyway, I'm going to pack you away, and we'll be home in a few hours. I'm sure you'll love it there, since it will be your home too. I will turn you into thousands of different things, maybe I'll let you choose what you want to be sometime. Seriously, you will love it!"
I was put into her suitcase, and plunged into darkness. It was hours before I was taken out again. Finally, when I was taken out again, it was evening.
"Well, since I can't enjoy you for a good part of the day, I think I will turn you something I can wear for the rest of the night." she said. She snapped her finger, and I felt myself changing. My hood disappeared, and my form became much thinner. My sleeves shrank into small straps. I was her nightgown. She took off the rest of her clothes, except her panties, and then put me on. My body was so thin, so soft, so sheer. I was really sensitive as well. Every time I felt her warm skin touch, it sent shivers up my spine. When my sheer form fell over her body, I could feel every inch of her warm body, except for what those cursed panties were covering. I was in bliss as I felt her warmth ripple through me. I could barely think from the pleasure I was in. I wasn't thinking about being far from home anymore. Not about my family, none of that. That didn't matter right now. Nothing did, except being wrapped around Jenny's gorgeous body. I could feel her breasts, and her nipples poking through my sheerness. Her nipples became harder, and they stretched against my fabric. This made me even more aroused, and I lost all understanding of the world around me. All I could think about was her body, not so much as how it looked, but how it felt. Feeling was almost all that I had now.  I felt her grab her breasts through my fabric, and rub them. I felt her arousal, and I didn't know if she felt mine or not. I heard a distant moan. I felt her panties getting a little wet. I was in complete bliss...my thoughts were slowing....I was lost in the bliss of her body, and time slowed around me.

The rest of the night was very much the same. Although I was very sad when she fell asleep, since she stop pleasuring herself. I could feel her study breathing, and it made me want to sleep. But I couldn't go to sleep, because of the arousal that I was continually feeling by touching her warm, soft skin. It wasn't until the morning that my mind finally got a break from the arousal. It was strange, because as a nightgown, I had no means of release, and so I was in perpetual arousal. But finally it all just faded away when she took me off. She lay me on her bed, and took off her panties, and went to take a shower. I felt a need, an emptiness. I needed to be worn. I needed to be used. I was so cold, lonely, and empty without her inside me. There was no break as a nightgown. I had to be worn, and when I was I was in perpetual bliss. If I wasn't I felt the strongest longing for anything I'd ever felt before. Finally I saw her nude body step out of the bathroom...