Cho's Underwear Transformation Plan Turns Upside Down

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Cho had a fantastic idea—one that would get her closer to women’s pants than ever—literally.  The pervert’s plan was simple, but possibly very effective: she would transform herself into a pair underwear for a lady to wear!  That way, she could fulfill her desires in the best way possible!
Still smiling, the moth made her way to Forever 27 and hid herself in the panties section.  Once she was sure nobody could see her, she reached into her pocket and took out the bottle of pills.  The seller she had gotten them from guaranteed her that these capsules would turn her into a pair of undergarments, and said it would turn her back to normal in a few days—however, it was an experimental drug.  Even so, Cho was willing to take the risk.  What was the worst that could happen, after all?
Now that everything was set up, she was ready.  The moth opened the pill bottle, took out one capsule, and popped it into her mouth.  It has a slightly sweet taste, and she swallowed it.  A moment later, Cho started to transform.
She felt her body begin to shrink, and the moth looked down at herself as the change began.  Her legs slowly became smaller and smaller, decreasing in both thickness and height, bringing her closer and closer to the floor.  At the same time, her arms also shrunk down: first, each finger reduced in size one by one, then, her upper arms and forearms became smaller.  The transformation spread to her body, decreasing the size of her hips and shrinking down her chest.  Her wings were next: in their normal state, they went down to her thighs, but they quickly decreased in size, until they were just tiny little things on her back.  Finally, her head shrunk down to match the rest of her.
Now Cho was only half a foot in height.  But the transformation wasn’t done yet.  She felt a strange tingling sensation in her feet, and looked down to see that her body was beginning to flatten.
Her toes got squished down, becoming more two dimensional underneath her.  As a result, the moth fell to the ground, unable to stand up anymore, and watched as her body flattened out.  Her legs were next: they merged into each other, becoming one limb, and then they were squashed down too, compressed downward with her feet.  After that, the flatness spread up her body, squishing her hips, wing tips, and fingers down to the floor, then changing more of her, flattening her belly, forearms, and the middle of her wings.  Her upper arms, chest, and the rest of her wings were next, as they too were compressed down to the floor.  The flatness spread still further, creeping up her neck until it got to her head.  Then, that too became two dimensional, forcing all of Cho to the floor.
Once that was done, her flattened form stretched out into a more circular shape, then shrunk inward, gathering the moth’s flesh into the right shape.  After that, it was done.
And so, the transformation ended: Cho was now a small white thong, ready to be worn by a beautiful lady!  Her “face” (she could see, smell, hear taste, and feel things, but her mouth was gone, rendering her unable to talk) was on the inside of the underwear, which would give her a front row seat to their privates.  She smiled, and waited.  Somebody would come along soon. . .
That’s when Jewel appeared.
The Sableye, who was wearing a nice pink dress, walked innocently into the store, browsing for new undergarments.  When she walked to the panties section, a small white thong caught her eye: it was on the floor, and looked like it had fallen from the rack.  Jewel smiled and picked it up.  It was perfect.
Cho grinned gleefully as the Sableye snatched her up.  Yes . . . yes . . . she would soon be in the place she desired most, getting a front row view of a lady’s vagina!  Soon, it would occur.
Jewel, whistling to herself, walked over to the changing room.  That’s when Cho got a better look at the Sableye, and she realized. . . Wait. . . wasn’t this thong a little small for someone with hips that wide?  She saw how big Jewel was, and realized how small she was.  Part of her started to worry . . . but another part of her was sure things would be alright.  Besides, she would finally see some privates!
Jewel went to the changing room and locked it behind her.  She hung the thong up on a hook, accidently giving Cho full view of her body.  Then the Sableye unzipped and removed her dress, whistling to herself.
As Jewel did that, Cho noticed to things: (1) that the white thong that was her form was /definitely/ too small for the Sableye, and (2) the underwear Jewel was currently wearing.  The poor pair of panties was completely battered and stained.  How long had the Sableye been wearing it for?!  Cho gulped.  Maybe this wasn’t going to go as well as she thought it would. . .
Then Jewel took off that battered pair of underwear, and revealed something else to the moth: a cock and a vagina were part of her equipment!  Cho hadn’t quite been expecting that, so it was a bit of a surprise.  And there was a very strong musk coming from the Sableye’s penis—which she was going to get /very/ close to in just a moment.
Not aware of any of this, Jewel, still whistling, innocently picked up her new white thong.  Cho felt the Sableye’s palms clutching around her form, and as Jewel brought the underwear down, she could practically /taste/ the overwhelming musk that radiated from the Sableye’s penis.  And soon, she would /actually/be tasting it, wouldn’t see?  Great. . .
Jewel brought her underwear around her ankles and started to pull it up.  As she did so, Cho felt her form stretching to its limits, struggling to fit around the Sableye’s thick calves and even thicker thighs.  Jewel fought with the fabric as she wrestled to put Cho on, twisting her hips and stretching the thong to its limits.  And Cho could feel every inch of it, discomfort spreading up her body as her new form was tested at every angle.  All the while, she was brought closer and closer to that smelly, musky, large penis: Cho felt waves of dread coming over her as she was forced upward, inch by inch, toward that organ.  It was just so /smelly/!  She didn’t want to go up there. . .!
The Sableye forced her new underwear up her body, yanking it up to her midsection in one strong pull.  Cho was stretched to maximum capacity by this point, and she slammed right into Jewel’s waiting dick.  The smell overwhelmed the moth; she was sure that, had she been in her regular form, she would have fainted.  But in this form, she was incapable of doing so.
Jewel adjusted her underwear a bit more, twisting it and shifting it around to find the best position.  As a result, Cho was dragged back and forth along the Sableye’s member, rubbed across it relentlessly as her wearer fought to find the best spot.  The smelly penis stained the moth turned underwear, getting musk all over her body.
Eventually, Jewel found the best position: finally, it was done.  All of Cho was on her body, stretched and strained to fit perfectly.
The Sableye posed in the mirror, admiring her new underwear with a smile and a giggle.  Down below, Cho’s face was pressed up against Jewel’s musky cock—since her face was on the inside of the thong, she couldn’t breathe without getting wind of that sweaty private part.  But at least she could partially see Jewel’s vagina, so, mission succeeded?  On second thought, this scenario was worse than Cho ever thought it could be, and she wanted out.  But she had no choice in the matter.
The Sableye grinned.  She looked hot in this.  She started to imagine herself wearing it in the bedroom. . .
As she did this, her cock reacted, hardening in her underwear and pressing against Cho.  Needless to say, the moth turned underwear was extremely uncomfortable with the situation, as the dick forced itself against her fabric, and ran right into her “face”.  Cho would have done anything to get out of this disconcerting mess, but she could do nothing.
Jewel stopped posing, and her cock soon returned to its flaccid state, much to Cho’s relief.  The Sableye put her dress back on.  Then Jewel unlocked the changing room, stepped outside, and casually made her way to the front.
Cho felt every little stretch and strain inside her as the Sableye walked.  It threatened to pull her apart at the seams and tested her every limit, making each step from Jewel bring her discomfort and uncomfortable sensations.  The Sableye‘s musk from her penis didn’t help either, and as she was pressed against the organ, Cho could feel sweat starting to gather. . .
Jewel reached the cash register and smiled.  “I got a pair of underwear from the $1.99 rack,” she told the girl behind the counter.  “I’m wearing it now, so I figured I’d come up here and pay for it.”
“Great!” the cashier said.  “That will be $2.13 then.”
As Jewel produced the money, getting her wallet out of her dress pocket, Cho tried to think of a way she could get out of this situation.  Perhaps she could find a way to squirm so the Sableye would take her off!  And so, Cho put all her effort in finding a way to move about, straining to make herself wriggle or twitch or /anything/!  But she had no way of affecting her form in that way.
Her next idea was to try and shout for help—she could taste the musk, after all, so maybe she could move her mouth!  The moth did her best to cry for help, but no matter what she did, her mouth was gone.  She couldn’t do it.
Jewel finished paying for her new underwear and put her wallet back into her pocket.  “Thanks!” she said to the casher.  “Have a nice day!”
“You too!” the cashier said, waving.  Jewel gave her a smile, and left the store.
As the Sableye walked, Cho was relentlessly rubbed up against her cock, moving in direction with each step that Jewel took.  Left, right; left, right. . . She was forced back and forth against the massive member, which stained her body as she was forced in each direction.  That, combined with the smells of the penis against her body, was enough to make anyone feel quite sick, but the moth had no way of gagging, and no way for her to remove herself from the situation.  So she just had to take it, unable to stop it as Jewel’s dick rubbed itself all over her new underwear form.
The Sableye whistled to herself as she walked through the mall, weaving through the crowd that had arrived since she’d been in the store.  She was, of course, oblivious to Cho’s discomforting situation—as far as she was concerned, she was wearing just a normal pair of panties, not making another being suffer in her private parts.  And soon, the sweat started to pour. .
Cho was just getting used to the shifting movement of Jewel’s walking when she felt it.  Liquids were starting to gather between the Sableye’s legs, slowly congealing around her.  It had a different musk than that of the penis, with a tinge of sweetness that swung back around into a sour smell.  Why was that scent so familiar. . .?
As more and more liquid started to form, and it began to rain down all throughout the moth’s new body, she then realized what it was: it was sweat, which gathered as Jewel continued to walk!  It only made the place smellier and muskier, and Cho put all her effort in trying to squirm again, desperate to get out of this nightmare.  But she couldn’t move, not one inch.  And so, the sweat continued to pour down on her, and the penis continued rubbing against her.
And things were only going to get worse. . .
Jewel finally finished weaving through the crowds, and made her way to one of the mall’s exit doors. She went outside and started to walk home—her apartment was so close to the mall that she didn’t bother driving her when the days were nice.  And it was a very nice, very sunny day.  What was, for Jewel, a pleasant afternoon, would quickly turn into hell on earth for her sentient underwear. . .
Cho felt it as Jewel walked outside, and for a moment, there was a light, cool breeze blowing in the air, blowing away some of the musk and relaxing the moth.  She savored this moment, praying that the wind would persist so she could have some time to escape, but her wish wasn’t granted.  A few seconds later, the breeze stopped, and the smelly privates flared back to normal levels, the musk filling Cho’s nose and the penis rubbing against her face as Jewel walked.
As the Sableye continued traveling home in the hot weather, the sun caused her to sweat more.  And so, in her private area, more liquid quickly formed, thicker and faster than the previous round, landing on Cho’s undergarment form in waves.  The moth barely had any time to breathe before the new round of sweat began to get produced, and its musk filled the air even more than it had before, mixing with the stench of Jewel’s dick to create a very unpleasant sensation.  The sweat stained Cho immensely, staining her entire form as the Sableye walked, until she was completely covered in liquid.  Even then, the sweat didn’t let up: it just kept going onto her wet body, and any sweat that couldn’t be absorbed simply went inside Jewel’s legs, keeping the place /very/ musky.  Cho hoped Jewel would reach wherever she was going soon—she could barely take all this pressure!
The Sableye was oblivious to all of this, of course, and she simply walked on in the hot sun.
It took forever, but finally, Jewel reached her home.  Cho heard the sound of a door opening above her and breathed a sigh of relief.  Perhaps now, the Sableye would finally change her panties!
Jewel went inside her apartment and closed the door, locking it.  Then she began her evening routine: she made dinner (by heating up some leftovers) and sat down at her kitchen table to eat.
As the Sableye sat, Cho was squished up against her dick, getting even closer to the smelly organ—something Cho hadn’t thought was possible.  She was forced against it as Jewel chewed above, and each second felt stretched out as the penis pressed onto her.  She prayed the Sableye would finally get up from the chair and free her from this prison, but time marched on at such a slow pace.
After what felt like an eternity (but what was really 10 minutes), Jewel finished eating and got up from her chair.  Cho breathed a sigh of relief, but she wasn’t out of the woods yet.  She was still in this terrible situation, after all, pressed against a musky dick in a sweat-filled chamber.  The only thing that had changed was her closeness to it.
The Sableye went to her sink and washed her dish, whistling to herself.  After that, she went into her bedroom and took off her dress.  Upon feeling the fabric move, Cho prayed that Jewel would take her off as well, but that didn’t happen.  Instead, the Sableye went to her bed, closed her eyes, and fell asleep, only wearing her underwear.
As she slept, Jewel started to have a wet dream.  She was seducing a potential partner, and bringing them to her bedroom for a very nice time.  The thought made the Sableye smile, and her body reacted accordingly.
Cho, unable to sleep, was lying in her terrible predicament when Jewel’s penis became hard again.  Without warning, it pressed itself firmly against the moth turned underwear, stretching her form out more and more, straining her.  Once again, discomfort filled Cho, and she prayed it would all be over soon.
But things got worse.  As Jewel dreamed, precum dribbled from the tip of her dick and landed on Cho.  The musky liquid landed right on the moth‘s face, staining her and grossing her out quite a bit.  But there was nothing she could do to leave this; all she could do was wait for it to end.
The cock remained hard for quite a while.  It felt like forever, until finally, it slowly went limp.  Cho breathed out a sigh of relief, and prayed there would be no more wet dreams.
Thankfully, there were no more incidents that night—Cho made it until the morning in her musky prison.  But the next night, and the night after that—oh boy, were they hard, in every sense of the word.  Jewel continued to wear her new white thong, not changing her panties at all.  As a result, Cho got even muskier, and became very stained.  Each time she thought it couldn’t get any worse, she was proven very, /very/ wrong.  The pills she had taken didn’t seem to want to change her back anytime soon, either, despite what the seller had said to her—perhaps because of the drugs experimental state, they weren’t working to reverse the transformation.
Soon, it had been a month.  The moth didn’t know what to do.  Time felt meaningless in this state, as she was trapped in the sweaty prison of Jewel’s privates.  Only one question filled her mind, day by day:
“How do I get out of this?”