Avery's Anger
A Shrunken Roommate (Re-upload)
chapter 19
by
copier
· original author:
teniko
Two weeks slowly dragged on without incidents, your roommates seemed to be getting slightly better at avoiding you and you were getting better at avoiding them. There had been a few times where you were almost sat on by an unfocused Quinn but the majority of the time you felt relatively safe.
However, a new issue had popped up.
"Huuunter!" A voice called out from another room, you sighed.
"Is she still trying to get you to be her thong?" Morgan raised her eyebrows, slowly standing up. Sweat dripped down from her from her workout. You sighed, sitting on the coffee table close by in your new designated 'safety spot' (Something the group came up with that has actually helped a fair bit)
Lying on your little padded coaster, you gave a long sigh
"Seriously, I almost want to take her up on that offer just to get her to stop asking..." You let out a little sigh, "Is... there any news about getting rid of the usage license?"
Morgan bit her lip lightly,
"Nothing... too new... other then the... you know..."
You rubbed your temples, your roommates had been reading the legal jargon for a while. Essentially, it's a license with infinite time limit, you could be turned into anything by anyone. However, there was a process for one of the girls to essentially 'claim' you if you were both willing.
Skipping over the legal jargon, if you were one object for 6 months and owned by one person that person can change the license so only they could use you. However...
"It didn't specify that I had to be in use right?" You double checked,
"No... so we could try morphing you into something and leaving you for 6 months... but a thong would lessen your time as you haven't been anything else and Norah said she was happy to say she was 'borrowing' you from me.
You sighed a little, finally Norah did something that actually benefited you. She had even apparently been reporting your progress through the right legal channels when she remembered it.
"So... I just need to get reported as your thong and sit bored stiff for another 3 months...?" You scrunched your nose.
"Yeah...? We can make it so you can still talk and watch TV and such I think..." Morgan shifted, slinging her bag over her shoulder.
Meanwhile, Avery happily wandered over to the door, hearing Hunter and her sisters voices- the happy go lucky girl went into stealth mode to surprise her friends. A grin forming over her face as she prepared to spook them. That smile quickly vanished as she heard Hunters quiet voice float upwards.
"Fine, I'll be your thong for three months. Just don't let Avery get me alright? Haha"
Avery paused, her hand on the handle as she listened to Morgan laugh about it. The usually spunky girl felt something break in her a little as she slowly stepped away from the door.
"What... what's wrong with being my thong?" She whispered.
Unaware of the mixture of emotions Avery was happening, Morgan poked you over.
"Hey hey, that's my sister. She's been good and hasn't just turned you into a thong against your will and such" She stated.
Avery smiled a little, breathing out slowly. Her sister had her back but... seriously, Hunter hadn't even TRIED being her thong. Clutching a hand to her chest, she pressed her ear to the door again.
You rolled your eyes,
"That's fair, she didn't force it... I like Avery, she's a good looking person with a kind heart... just... she's asked so many times for me to be her thong... maybe we should keep it a secret that I'm your thong until she like- gets out of this thong craze?"
Emotions slowly turned away from sadness to anger as Avery stepped away from the door, wiping a tear from her eye.
"Wow... okay... so the only reason you don't want me using you was because I asked too much?" She wandered away, her usually happy body not quite handling rage too well, it was something she never quite had before.
Not thinking too clearly, she went to mope in her room for a bit while Morgan started the process of turning you into a thong...
...
It wasn't much later that you were layed out on Morgans dressing table in your thong form.
"So... this is my life for 3 more months" You internally spoke. Turned out, Morgan couldn't keep her promise of keeping your ability to speak, but it didn't really matter.
You tried to look around, apparently Morgan was just charging her phone, then she'd put it next to you on a playlist of stuff. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad.
That, was what you thought until Avery came in, sniffing slightly as she scanned the room. You were a little worried, you hadn't seen her frown before but... here she was, looking fairly unhappy and in Morgans room.
Her eyes locked with yours, you felt fearful as the usually happy girl stormed over.
"Hunter...?" She asked, poking you, "Alright... so, I overheard the whole thing and kinda want to get this out of my system..."
You had no idea what she was on about, your mind tried to recall past conversations, did she hear about the usage license? Why did she look so mad...?
"Like, I was totally cool and stuff with you being everyones thong and sharing you out n stuff" She sniffed, "But like, you didn't even want me to try wearing you because I was like... asking too much? Or something?" She looked pissed off for a moment, you really didn't like where this was going and tried to wiggle- but Morgan had already sprayed the solution over you to hold you in place. "I mean... I was sad because I thought you didn't like how I looked, but then you said I looked good and stuff... so... I really don't get it...? You also went behind my back to be my sisters thong? I would of been tottes cool with that if you just asked but no... you specifically wanted to mess with me like this and... it kinda hurts my feelings a bit..."
You panicked, she had totally just got the end of the conversation. Your feelings of guilt for upsetting someone who always seemed happy and cheerful was overshadowed by fear as her hand slowly picked you up, her other hand slipping a nearly identical looking tan thong in your place. Avery's next words would define your fate.
"Sorry, I need to get this out of my system" She sniffled. "I'm going to...
However, a new issue had popped up.
"Huuunter!" A voice called out from another room, you sighed.
"Is she still trying to get you to be her thong?" Morgan raised her eyebrows, slowly standing up. Sweat dripped down from her from her workout. You sighed, sitting on the coffee table close by in your new designated 'safety spot' (Something the group came up with that has actually helped a fair bit)
Lying on your little padded coaster, you gave a long sigh
"Seriously, I almost want to take her up on that offer just to get her to stop asking..." You let out a little sigh, "Is... there any news about getting rid of the usage license?"
Morgan bit her lip lightly,
"Nothing... too new... other then the... you know..."
You rubbed your temples, your roommates had been reading the legal jargon for a while. Essentially, it's a license with infinite time limit, you could be turned into anything by anyone. However, there was a process for one of the girls to essentially 'claim' you if you were both willing.
Skipping over the legal jargon, if you were one object for 6 months and owned by one person that person can change the license so only they could use you. However...
"It didn't specify that I had to be in use right?" You double checked,
"No... so we could try morphing you into something and leaving you for 6 months... but a thong would lessen your time as you haven't been anything else and Norah said she was happy to say she was 'borrowing' you from me.
You sighed a little, finally Norah did something that actually benefited you. She had even apparently been reporting your progress through the right legal channels when she remembered it.
"So... I just need to get reported as your thong and sit bored stiff for another 3 months...?" You scrunched your nose.
"Yeah...? We can make it so you can still talk and watch TV and such I think..." Morgan shifted, slinging her bag over her shoulder.
Meanwhile, Avery happily wandered over to the door, hearing Hunter and her sisters voices- the happy go lucky girl went into stealth mode to surprise her friends. A grin forming over her face as she prepared to spook them. That smile quickly vanished as she heard Hunters quiet voice float upwards.
"Fine, I'll be your thong for three months. Just don't let Avery get me alright? Haha"
Avery paused, her hand on the handle as she listened to Morgan laugh about it. The usually spunky girl felt something break in her a little as she slowly stepped away from the door.
"What... what's wrong with being my thong?" She whispered.
Unaware of the mixture of emotions Avery was happening, Morgan poked you over.
"Hey hey, that's my sister. She's been good and hasn't just turned you into a thong against your will and such" She stated.
Avery smiled a little, breathing out slowly. Her sister had her back but... seriously, Hunter hadn't even TRIED being her thong. Clutching a hand to her chest, she pressed her ear to the door again.
You rolled your eyes,
"That's fair, she didn't force it... I like Avery, she's a good looking person with a kind heart... just... she's asked so many times for me to be her thong... maybe we should keep it a secret that I'm your thong until she like- gets out of this thong craze?"
Emotions slowly turned away from sadness to anger as Avery stepped away from the door, wiping a tear from her eye.
"Wow... okay... so the only reason you don't want me using you was because I asked too much?" She wandered away, her usually happy body not quite handling rage too well, it was something she never quite had before.
Not thinking too clearly, she went to mope in her room for a bit while Morgan started the process of turning you into a thong...
...
It wasn't much later that you were layed out on Morgans dressing table in your thong form.
"So... this is my life for 3 more months" You internally spoke. Turned out, Morgan couldn't keep her promise of keeping your ability to speak, but it didn't really matter.
You tried to look around, apparently Morgan was just charging her phone, then she'd put it next to you on a playlist of stuff. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad.
That, was what you thought until Avery came in, sniffing slightly as she scanned the room. You were a little worried, you hadn't seen her frown before but... here she was, looking fairly unhappy and in Morgans room.
Her eyes locked with yours, you felt fearful as the usually happy girl stormed over.
"Hunter...?" She asked, poking you, "Alright... so, I overheard the whole thing and kinda want to get this out of my system..."
You had no idea what she was on about, your mind tried to recall past conversations, did she hear about the usage license? Why did she look so mad...?
"Like, I was totally cool and stuff with you being everyones thong and sharing you out n stuff" She sniffed, "But like, you didn't even want me to try wearing you because I was like... asking too much? Or something?" She looked pissed off for a moment, you really didn't like where this was going and tried to wiggle- but Morgan had already sprayed the solution over you to hold you in place. "I mean... I was sad because I thought you didn't like how I looked, but then you said I looked good and stuff... so... I really don't get it...? You also went behind my back to be my sisters thong? I would of been tottes cool with that if you just asked but no... you specifically wanted to mess with me like this and... it kinda hurts my feelings a bit..."
You panicked, she had totally just got the end of the conversation. Your feelings of guilt for upsetting someone who always seemed happy and cheerful was overshadowed by fear as her hand slowly picked you up, her other hand slipping a nearly identical looking tan thong in your place. Avery's next words would define your fate.
"Sorry, I need to get this out of my system" She sniffled. "I'm going to...
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