Finding Fresh Clothes
A Tiny Love Triangle
chapter 6
by
copier
· original author:
goldeaglet57
Figuring it best to change before anyone woke up and possibly whisked you away from getting a fresh pair of clothes, you made your way to the dresser, using the tiny bridge that you had constructed to assist in the task.
Unfortunately, for whatever reason, Elizabeth found your bridge the perfect place to drape her used towel over, as well as her discarded articles of clothing from yesterday. You sighed in annoyance, proceeding to duck and dodge through Elizabeth's clothes, trying your best to ignore the stale sweat scent that clung to each piece of fabric. Finally, after crawling under the still damp towel, coming out even wetter than before, you were almost to the dresser, stepping over Elizabeth's thong, perhaps a bit too eager to change, you felt your foot get snagged in the process, tripping you and sending you falling over the edge of the bridge!
In this moment of horror, you reach out and grab ahold of the thong! Luckily stopping your descent from above. A little discouraging to believe that you weigh less than a pair of underwear, even if it is a large pair of underwear... but that was beside the point! The important part was that you were not falling to the ground, where you could now notice, lay Elizabeth's well worn sneakers. Surely, a hellish fate if Olivia's sneakers were anything to go off of.
Forcing your tired body to scale up the thong back to the bridge, you did you best to ignore the still slightly damp feeling of sweat that was ingrained deep in the material, as well as the fact that this string was lodged deep within your mother-in-laws's crack.
Finally, reaching the bridge once more, you sighed, taking a moment to regain your composure, before noticing that your time was running out! You had better get your clothes before it was too late.
Rushing over to the chest, you lifted the lid, groaning as you found it filled to the absolute brim... you knew she had a lot of lingerie, but you didn't realize it was going to be this bad... Not wanting to dive in and rub your sweaty clothes against everything else inside, you stripped down, tossing your clothes off the edge to the hamper below, landing amongst the clothes Jennifer had discarded inside.
Then, taking a deep breath, as if you were diving into a body of water, you hopped in, pushing through the pile of lingerie to hopefully reach the bottom and find something of yours to wear.
Elizabeth's lingerie was covered in her scent, and all of her bras, thongs, panties, and bikinis seemed eager to turn you into a decoration, their lace, straps and strings ensnaring you each step of the way.
Just need to find some clothes and I'm out of here... you thought to yourself.
Then, you heard the faint sound of an alarm outside the box, and shortly thereafter, the sounds of Elizabeth and Jennifer waking up. Hurrying, you frantically started feeling about, pushing through the tangled up underwear on your pursuit for some clothes, the lingerie was unyielding, continuing to prove a nuisance, however.
"Hmmm, what to wear..."
Elizabeth's voice shook you to your core, it came from just above, she was probably staring down into the box right now! Forgetting the clothes, you start trying to swim back up, get her attention before it was too late, but then you felt your leg get tangled up, then your arm, and your other limbs, now trapped within the mass of lingerie, all you could do was pray that Elizabeth either saw you, or picked something you weren't attached to...
Unfortunately, for whatever reason, Elizabeth found your bridge the perfect place to drape her used towel over, as well as her discarded articles of clothing from yesterday. You sighed in annoyance, proceeding to duck and dodge through Elizabeth's clothes, trying your best to ignore the stale sweat scent that clung to each piece of fabric. Finally, after crawling under the still damp towel, coming out even wetter than before, you were almost to the dresser, stepping over Elizabeth's thong, perhaps a bit too eager to change, you felt your foot get snagged in the process, tripping you and sending you falling over the edge of the bridge!
In this moment of horror, you reach out and grab ahold of the thong! Luckily stopping your descent from above. A little discouraging to believe that you weigh less than a pair of underwear, even if it is a large pair of underwear... but that was beside the point! The important part was that you were not falling to the ground, where you could now notice, lay Elizabeth's well worn sneakers. Surely, a hellish fate if Olivia's sneakers were anything to go off of.
Forcing your tired body to scale up the thong back to the bridge, you did you best to ignore the still slightly damp feeling of sweat that was ingrained deep in the material, as well as the fact that this string was lodged deep within your mother-in-laws's crack.
Finally, reaching the bridge once more, you sighed, taking a moment to regain your composure, before noticing that your time was running out! You had better get your clothes before it was too late.
Rushing over to the chest, you lifted the lid, groaning as you found it filled to the absolute brim... you knew she had a lot of lingerie, but you didn't realize it was going to be this bad... Not wanting to dive in and rub your sweaty clothes against everything else inside, you stripped down, tossing your clothes off the edge to the hamper below, landing amongst the clothes Jennifer had discarded inside.
Then, taking a deep breath, as if you were diving into a body of water, you hopped in, pushing through the pile of lingerie to hopefully reach the bottom and find something of yours to wear.
Elizabeth's lingerie was covered in her scent, and all of her bras, thongs, panties, and bikinis seemed eager to turn you into a decoration, their lace, straps and strings ensnaring you each step of the way.
Just need to find some clothes and I'm out of here... you thought to yourself.
Then, you heard the faint sound of an alarm outside the box, and shortly thereafter, the sounds of Elizabeth and Jennifer waking up. Hurrying, you frantically started feeling about, pushing through the tangled up underwear on your pursuit for some clothes, the lingerie was unyielding, continuing to prove a nuisance, however.
"Hmmm, what to wear..."
Elizabeth's voice shook you to your core, it came from just above, she was probably staring down into the box right now! Forgetting the clothes, you start trying to swim back up, get her attention before it was too late, but then you felt your leg get tangled up, then your arm, and your other limbs, now trapped within the mass of lingerie, all you could do was pray that Elizabeth either saw you, or picked something you weren't attached to...
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March 28, 2025
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