As Luke clung to Nakiri's ass, he couldn't get over the terrible situation he was abruptly forced into. The cacophony of kitchen noises on top of the grinding between her thighs had Luke overstimulated and he knew it would only get worse from here. "Ready to tell me why you were in my room?" She asked him as she bent over to get something from a drawer. "I've been telling you, I don't know!" But his begging fell short. "Sure you don't, you just so happened to become my panties by accident?" She scoffed waiting for him to repeat the story she already told him.
It had been about a week since Luke was watching Food Wars!: Shokugeki no Soma during the freak thunderstorm. In a cruel twist of fate, lighting struck his house and somehow pulled his mind into the TV and the world of anime. This would've been a dream for him had he remained a person, but as fate would have it, he changed. He couldn't do anything but watch his body transform, turning into a pair of lilac panties just as Nikiri walked in. She plucked him from the basket, fire in her eyes as she confronted him. "Who are you!? Who put you up to this!?" She shouted, enraged at her privacy being so utterly violated. "I- I don't know!" The underwear replied meekly, "One moment I was on the couch, and the next I was here as... clothing." "Well, panty-boy. If you want to get in my pants so bad, why should I stop you." He begged and pleaded but was forced up and around her legs until he was flush with her ass and sex.
She had made sure to wear him every day since then, washing him nightly to ensure his freshness. He implored her to let him go but she refused to until he gave up his motives, not caring for the possibility that he had none. She seemed to take great joy in torturing him by forcing him to soak up her sweat and the heat of a kitchen made sure there was plenty of that. She would interrogate him less and less each day as they both become number to the situation. Within a month, she no longer wore him every day, only talking to him when he was removed from the wash. And by the end of the year, she didn't talk to him at all, giving up on trying to find out why the strange man had been in her room. Soon, all that was left of Luke was a pair of panties, stripped of his humanity and forced to live in a wonderous world that he'd never experience except for below a skirt.