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One Thighs Fits All - Monthly Vote (Clothes)
🕑 Added 2024-11-12 17:00:10 +0000 UTC"No wait!" You whimpered as your girlfriend, Sophia, began to slip her feet into your mouth. Tugging on your cuffs, you would've moaned had you still possessed the ability to speak or make any noise. You really shouldn't have been messing with her inventions. In her defense, she was fully unaware that her partner had become the cute pair of kitty thighs that was currently sliding up her legs.
It wasn't even an hour ago that you were a normal human with normal non-fabric skin and a normal non-elastic mouth but that would soon change. Sophia was a brilliant inventor who made machines that you took advantage of but her masterpiece was unknown to you. All you ever knew of was the strange chamber with more pipes than a boiler room coming out of it. She told you it was some kind of body changer but you ended up tuning her out when she started speaking science so you just assumed it made you hotter. Curiosity eventually beat her warning not to touch her stuff and you entered the chamber, hoping you get instant muscles or maybe become taller. Flipping through some settings whose meaning was lost on you, you confirmed and initiated the transformation.
Almost immediately your body was seized by metallic arms, holding you in place as strange, otherworldy devices attached themselves to you. Needles and syringes pierced your flesh, injecting you with various serums. The contraptions started to mold you as if your body was made of clay, the serums kicking in. Your mouth opened wide, your other facial features dissolving into the growing white consuming your skin. Your arms and legs were forced flush to your sides before they were overtaken by the encroaching white. Your body split in two but your mind stayed intact, stretched over the separate parts. Another arm started hollowing out your insides until you were nothing but a pair of tubes with only one end open. Whiskers and ears were sprayed onto you before a ding sounded and a pair of thigh-highs were ejected from the side of the machine, into a conveniently placed hamper.
Sophia never realized that your mind was within the cute stockings she found in her hamper one day but she wasn't complaining because they were so comfortable. They even helped her through her partner's disappearance, hugging her smooth legs and plump thighs. You on the other hand were in a constant state of ecstacy whenever she wore you. Although the wiggling of her toes and the heat radiating off her skin was strange, it was welcoming knowing that you were her favorite pair of socks and would be with her for a very long time.
