Jennifer Tells Elizabeth the “Truth”
A Tiny Love Triangle
chapter 8
by
copier
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allyboy1351997
“I wonder if Jennifer knows anything about this. She did show me the app after all,” Elizabeth mused, no longer looking at your thong form now hanging limply in her grasp.
You weren’t sure what had transpired during the week that you had been trapped amongst your girlfriend’s mom’s dirty laundry, but the mention of the C.T.C app immediately made uneasy thoughts fill your mind.
Any involvement from the C.T.C was bad news in your eyes, you hadn’t personally never had many dealings with them previously, but you had heard horror stories of tinies who basically just disappeared after having dealt with the centre.
You needed to reform and set things straight with Elizabeth about what you wanted, and figure out what exactly you had been signed up for.
You immediately began struggling to reform as your girlfriend’s mom walked uneasily away from the washing machine she had just retrieved you from, swinging your still damp form to and fro in her grasp as she moved back to the living room where she had left her phone as soon as she had figured out your location. Even though she was fully aware you were her daughters boyfriend and not just a simple pair of underwear, the fact that you weren’t in human shape had her unconsciously treating you like she would any other thong in her wardrobe.
You were roughly dropped onto the coffee table as Elizabeth reached for her phone and then sat on the couch.
You struggled in vain to move, twitch, anything to signal to Elizabeth that you weren’t on board with whatever this was.
Elizabeth tapped on her phone, entering Jennifer’s number, and after a few rings you heard Jennifer’s voice answering.
“Hey Liz, what’s up?” Jennifer’s voice rang out.
“Hey Jen, I just wanted to discuss something with you,” the way Elizabeth was holding her phone so she could see the screen told you it was a video call. “I just got a strange letter from the C.T.C, saying that Andrew signed up to be owned by me. Then I remembered him agreeing to fill in as my bikini bottom for the beach trip on our first day with the girls, but not seeing him after that…”
Elizabeth reached down and grabbed you, before holding you up so Jennifer could see you. You could see Mackenzie’s mother’s gorgeous face barely repressing a smirk as you came into view, telling you instantly that she was clearly behind this in some capacity. She was the one who showed Elizabeth that damned app after all.
“… and then I found him in my laundry. He must have snuck in there while I was packing?” Elizabeth questioned out loud while looking at you, as if she was expecting you to answer. You wanted to scream at her that she had obviously thrown you in there after wearing you, there was no way you could have snuck in and then shaped yourself into a thong! Sadly none of what you wanted to say could reach the two women, and Elizabeth continued speaking. “Did you know anything about this, it was Andrew and you that suggested we use the app, wasn’t it?”
You could not believe how badly Elizabeth was misremembering events that only happened a week ago, and clearly Jennifer couldn’t either, based off of her barely repressed laughter.
“Oh yeah both myself and Andrew suggested it, didn’t we,” Jennifer composed herself to answer her friend. “I think it’s best if I just fill you in, now that you’ve found out. I don’t think Andrew wanted anyone else to know except me and Mackenzie.”
You felt a sense of dread as Jennifer began to speak, you didn’t know what lie she was planning on telling, but Elizabeth was probably gullible enough to believe it, and you knew it wouldn’t be good for you.
“Didn’t want me to know what?” Elizabeth looked back and forth between her friend and you, confused as to what was going on.
“Uh, how do I put this…” Jennifer feigned that she was trying to think how to put this delicately. “Andrew has been struggling lately. Struggling with certain… desires. He’s always felt that somethings been wrong in his life, and around a year ago, he realised it was that he wanted nothing more than to be of service to a woman… as clothing. He approached Mackenzie about it about a year ago, he didn’t want Olivia to think less of him so he couldn’t talk to her about it.”
You couldn’t believe how brazen Jennifer was being with the lies that she was telling, or that Elizabeth seemed to be believing her based off of her expression.
“He was embarrassed about it, I think. So he decided that if he was going to start a new life as clothing, he wanted the person to not know about it. So he saw a good opportunity to try it out when you forgot your swimsuit, and then decided he wanted to serve you specifically after that. Mackenzie snuck him in to your bag the next day, and the plan was for the license information to come to me. That way you would be none the wiser, but at the same time wouldn’t get into any legal trouble,” Jennifer even seemed to be impressed with the lie she was coming up with on the fly. “That’s why I originally used the app to sign him up to you. But it seems that something got mixed up on the C.T.C’s side and you got the letter instead. Sorry to have hidden this from you Liz, but Andrew wanted no way of this getting back to Olivia.”
A silence came over the the room as Elizabeth looked at you, deep in thought. You could see that Jennifer was staring at Elizabeth intently, hoping for her to buy what she had just told her.
“Oh my gosh Andrew…” Elizabeth finally spoke, and you waited for her next words with baited breath to see her real thoughts. “… I can’t believe it. I’m soooo sorry you have been stuck feeling like this for so long! Oh gosh, I wish the C.T.C hadn’t messed up like this and you could have gotten what you wanted! I would have went on as normal, totally unaware that my new comfy underwear was you! It was a great plan and I’m sooo sorry it didn’t work out. But I am happy to keep wearing you, it does help that you’re the comfiest underwear I’ve ever worn, and if it makes you feel better, I’ll do my best to ignore you.”
As Elizabeth finished speaking she gave you a warm, motherly smile and it made you want to scream at her to just think about this for five minutes. Why would you want to live as a thong? And even if you did, why wouldn’t you choose Olivia to wear you?
Almost as if your silent screams had reached her, Elizabeth’s eyes suddenly widened and she gasped.
“Olivia! What about her? She’ll be worried sick if she can’t find Andrew!” Elizabeth directed her question towards Jennifer, not you.
“Well that was the biggest stumbling block, Andrew didn’t want to hurt her, he obviously still loves her dearly. But eventually his desire to live this new life was too much. Andrew figured she’d be better off this way, rather than worrying about him living his life like this, plus he didn’t want to come between you two when he decided he wanted you to be his owner,” Jennifer explained. “I sort of agree, I think it’s best that she doesn’t know about this. Plus, even though his disappearance will upset her, she’ll be fine. She’s a stunning girl, she’ll have no trouble moving on and finding someone new. Plus, Mackenzie is there to take care of her…”
Jennifer’s knowing smile directed at you told you exactly what she meant by Mackenzie “taking care of” Olivia. You fumed, and tried to wiggle, twitch, anything to get Elizabeth’s attention and tell her that you didn’t want this. But sadly, the washing cycle had worn you out, and you could do nothing but hang limply in her grasp.
“I don’t know… it doesn’t feel right,” Elizabeth sighed. “I don’t like lying to her.”
“Don’t think of it as lying,” Jennifer reassured her friend. “Think of it as protecting your daughter. This is the best thing for everyone, really. This way, Olivia doesn’t get hurt, Andrew gets to live his best life as a thong, and you get a damn good underwear to boot! Everyone wins!”
Elizabeth looked at you in deep thought, and that made you incredibly nervous. The fact that she was actually considering keeping you, effectively ending your life as you knew it, to serve as her clothing, was terrifying.
Finally she spoke.
1) “Yeah you’re right, it really is for the best if I don’t tell Olivia,” she sighed, clearly uneasy over lying to her daughter. “And don’t worry Andrew, I’ll do my best to forget you’re there. Hopefully I can forget and you’ll just be another thong in my collection…”
2) “No, I can’t do this,” Elizabeth shook her head. “Not without talking to Olivia first…”
3) “No, I can’t do this to Olivia,” Elizabeth turned her attention to Jennifer. “Is there any way I can transfer him to someone else? Would you be willing to take him?”
You weren’t sure what had transpired during the week that you had been trapped amongst your girlfriend’s mom’s dirty laundry, but the mention of the C.T.C app immediately made uneasy thoughts fill your mind.
Any involvement from the C.T.C was bad news in your eyes, you hadn’t personally never had many dealings with them previously, but you had heard horror stories of tinies who basically just disappeared after having dealt with the centre.
You needed to reform and set things straight with Elizabeth about what you wanted, and figure out what exactly you had been signed up for.
You immediately began struggling to reform as your girlfriend’s mom walked uneasily away from the washing machine she had just retrieved you from, swinging your still damp form to and fro in her grasp as she moved back to the living room where she had left her phone as soon as she had figured out your location. Even though she was fully aware you were her daughters boyfriend and not just a simple pair of underwear, the fact that you weren’t in human shape had her unconsciously treating you like she would any other thong in her wardrobe.
You were roughly dropped onto the coffee table as Elizabeth reached for her phone and then sat on the couch.
You struggled in vain to move, twitch, anything to signal to Elizabeth that you weren’t on board with whatever this was.
Elizabeth tapped on her phone, entering Jennifer’s number, and after a few rings you heard Jennifer’s voice answering.
“Hey Liz, what’s up?” Jennifer’s voice rang out.
“Hey Jen, I just wanted to discuss something with you,” the way Elizabeth was holding her phone so she could see the screen told you it was a video call. “I just got a strange letter from the C.T.C, saying that Andrew signed up to be owned by me. Then I remembered him agreeing to fill in as my bikini bottom for the beach trip on our first day with the girls, but not seeing him after that…”
Elizabeth reached down and grabbed you, before holding you up so Jennifer could see you. You could see Mackenzie’s mother’s gorgeous face barely repressing a smirk as you came into view, telling you instantly that she was clearly behind this in some capacity. She was the one who showed Elizabeth that damned app after all.
“… and then I found him in my laundry. He must have snuck in there while I was packing?” Elizabeth questioned out loud while looking at you, as if she was expecting you to answer. You wanted to scream at her that she had obviously thrown you in there after wearing you, there was no way you could have snuck in and then shaped yourself into a thong! Sadly none of what you wanted to say could reach the two women, and Elizabeth continued speaking. “Did you know anything about this, it was Andrew and you that suggested we use the app, wasn’t it?”
You could not believe how badly Elizabeth was misremembering events that only happened a week ago, and clearly Jennifer couldn’t either, based off of her barely repressed laughter.
“Oh yeah both myself and Andrew suggested it, didn’t we,” Jennifer composed herself to answer her friend. “I think it’s best if I just fill you in, now that you’ve found out. I don’t think Andrew wanted anyone else to know except me and Mackenzie.”
You felt a sense of dread as Jennifer began to speak, you didn’t know what lie she was planning on telling, but Elizabeth was probably gullible enough to believe it, and you knew it wouldn’t be good for you.
“Didn’t want me to know what?” Elizabeth looked back and forth between her friend and you, confused as to what was going on.
“Uh, how do I put this…” Jennifer feigned that she was trying to think how to put this delicately. “Andrew has been struggling lately. Struggling with certain… desires. He’s always felt that somethings been wrong in his life, and around a year ago, he realised it was that he wanted nothing more than to be of service to a woman… as clothing. He approached Mackenzie about it about a year ago, he didn’t want Olivia to think less of him so he couldn’t talk to her about it.”
You couldn’t believe how brazen Jennifer was being with the lies that she was telling, or that Elizabeth seemed to be believing her based off of her expression.
“He was embarrassed about it, I think. So he decided that if he was going to start a new life as clothing, he wanted the person to not know about it. So he saw a good opportunity to try it out when you forgot your swimsuit, and then decided he wanted to serve you specifically after that. Mackenzie snuck him in to your bag the next day, and the plan was for the license information to come to me. That way you would be none the wiser, but at the same time wouldn’t get into any legal trouble,” Jennifer even seemed to be impressed with the lie she was coming up with on the fly. “That’s why I originally used the app to sign him up to you. But it seems that something got mixed up on the C.T.C’s side and you got the letter instead. Sorry to have hidden this from you Liz, but Andrew wanted no way of this getting back to Olivia.”
A silence came over the the room as Elizabeth looked at you, deep in thought. You could see that Jennifer was staring at Elizabeth intently, hoping for her to buy what she had just told her.
“Oh my gosh Andrew…” Elizabeth finally spoke, and you waited for her next words with baited breath to see her real thoughts. “… I can’t believe it. I’m soooo sorry you have been stuck feeling like this for so long! Oh gosh, I wish the C.T.C hadn’t messed up like this and you could have gotten what you wanted! I would have went on as normal, totally unaware that my new comfy underwear was you! It was a great plan and I’m sooo sorry it didn’t work out. But I am happy to keep wearing you, it does help that you’re the comfiest underwear I’ve ever worn, and if it makes you feel better, I’ll do my best to ignore you.”
As Elizabeth finished speaking she gave you a warm, motherly smile and it made you want to scream at her to just think about this for five minutes. Why would you want to live as a thong? And even if you did, why wouldn’t you choose Olivia to wear you?
Almost as if your silent screams had reached her, Elizabeth’s eyes suddenly widened and she gasped.
“Olivia! What about her? She’ll be worried sick if she can’t find Andrew!” Elizabeth directed her question towards Jennifer, not you.
“Well that was the biggest stumbling block, Andrew didn’t want to hurt her, he obviously still loves her dearly. But eventually his desire to live this new life was too much. Andrew figured she’d be better off this way, rather than worrying about him living his life like this, plus he didn’t want to come between you two when he decided he wanted you to be his owner,” Jennifer explained. “I sort of agree, I think it’s best that she doesn’t know about this. Plus, even though his disappearance will upset her, she’ll be fine. She’s a stunning girl, she’ll have no trouble moving on and finding someone new. Plus, Mackenzie is there to take care of her…”
Jennifer’s knowing smile directed at you told you exactly what she meant by Mackenzie “taking care of” Olivia. You fumed, and tried to wiggle, twitch, anything to get Elizabeth’s attention and tell her that you didn’t want this. But sadly, the washing cycle had worn you out, and you could do nothing but hang limply in her grasp.
“I don’t know… it doesn’t feel right,” Elizabeth sighed. “I don’t like lying to her.”
“Don’t think of it as lying,” Jennifer reassured her friend. “Think of it as protecting your daughter. This is the best thing for everyone, really. This way, Olivia doesn’t get hurt, Andrew gets to live his best life as a thong, and you get a damn good underwear to boot! Everyone wins!”
Elizabeth looked at you in deep thought, and that made you incredibly nervous. The fact that she was actually considering keeping you, effectively ending your life as you knew it, to serve as her clothing, was terrifying.
Finally she spoke.
1) “Yeah you’re right, it really is for the best if I don’t tell Olivia,” she sighed, clearly uneasy over lying to her daughter. “And don’t worry Andrew, I’ll do my best to forget you’re there. Hopefully I can forget and you’ll just be another thong in my collection…”
2) “No, I can’t do this,” Elizabeth shook her head. “Not without talking to Olivia first…”
3) “No, I can’t do this to Olivia,” Elizabeth turned her attention to Jennifer. “Is there any way I can transfer him to someone else? Would you be willing to take him?”
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