Morgan's guessing game
A Shrunken Roommate (Re-upload)
chapter 15
by
Bobob1
(Originally written by 456)
You prayed Morgan would discover that you were the tan thong or else you could be in for an extended hell. She had a look of confusion and worry on her face as she went to her room and laid you and the regular thong on her bed.
"Alright so what I could I use to tell... wait I can look this up!" You mentally cheered as she pulled out her phone. "Color may wash away but not guaranteed, I guess that rules color out." You realized there were only two things left, and she listed them both. "The real tell tale signs are stretchiness/malleability and tiny based clothing has unreal sweat absorption...both are pretty stretchy, but only one should absorb my sweat in a workout really well and that'll tell me which is which. Hunter, if I'm picking you I'm sorry."
You wanted to scream as the well intentioned Morgan scooped you up. "Here goes nothing." She said stripping down and replacing her previous pair of panties with you. You felt that familiar feeling of being wrapped around an ass but clearly you were shrunk somewhat in the wash as this was even tighter than Nora's!
As you tried to gather yourself in this new, fresh Hell, she took a moment to turn and admire herself in the mirror. "Well hopefully these aren't Hunter, the really look good and squeeze all the right places hehe." She laughed and gave her ass a playful squeeze, not helping your case.
She then grabbed some short shorts, turned on a heater and started to stretch. You begged this was a nightmare but the feeling of sweat pooling around you began to take hold.
It wasn't long before she started some light cardio with jumping jacks and jump squats. You were alternated between being sandwiched by her firm and unforgiving cheeks and being pushed deeper into her ass everytime she switched exercises.
'She must have enough sweat now!' you screamed mentally but she seemed set on getting a full workout in even when you were assaulted with taste and smell of her sweat, every drop of which absorbed into you.
Next were free weights and while one set was curls, the other was lunges which acted very much like squats, pushing you deeper into her sweaty ass. You begged for an ending to be brought soon to this, it was supposed to end with Nora anyhow.
Unfortunately, she continued her workout for another 30 minutes as she was committed to keeping her body fit, you almost slipping her mind from time to time. On the good side, nothing worked you like squats and although her cool down stretch put you in some uncomfortable situations, you were comforted by the fact that it was coming to an end.
She took you off and placed you on the bed next to that green thing you despised. After a quick inspection, Morgan spoke, "Wow not much of anything. That's almost unheard of, I think I might even be cleaner... WAIT THAT MEANS I USED HUNTER!!!" She quickly turned back to your sweat soaked, thong form. "I'm so sorry, I swear I didn't know."
You would accept her apology if you could but if you could speak there wouldn't have to be an apology. "Lemme go tell the girls about your predicament, you need to be washed and I don't want another mix up happening." She left the room and you ,for the first time in what felt like forever, felt relief wash over you.
Morgan than entered the room and told you-
1)Bad news, the girls think you have to find a way to make due on rent, and with not enough money, you'll have to make it up through manual labor once you reform or even now.
2) Good news, the girls are understanding and you get a second chance, but are the girls gonna be too overprotective?
You prayed Morgan would discover that you were the tan thong or else you could be in for an extended hell. She had a look of confusion and worry on her face as she went to her room and laid you and the regular thong on her bed.
"Alright so what I could I use to tell... wait I can look this up!" You mentally cheered as she pulled out her phone. "Color may wash away but not guaranteed, I guess that rules color out." You realized there were only two things left, and she listed them both. "The real tell tale signs are stretchiness/malleability and tiny based clothing has unreal sweat absorption...both are pretty stretchy, but only one should absorb my sweat in a workout really well and that'll tell me which is which. Hunter, if I'm picking you I'm sorry."
You wanted to scream as the well intentioned Morgan scooped you up. "Here goes nothing." She said stripping down and replacing her previous pair of panties with you. You felt that familiar feeling of being wrapped around an ass but clearly you were shrunk somewhat in the wash as this was even tighter than Nora's!
As you tried to gather yourself in this new, fresh Hell, she took a moment to turn and admire herself in the mirror. "Well hopefully these aren't Hunter, the really look good and squeeze all the right places hehe." She laughed and gave her ass a playful squeeze, not helping your case.
She then grabbed some short shorts, turned on a heater and started to stretch. You begged this was a nightmare but the feeling of sweat pooling around you began to take hold.
It wasn't long before she started some light cardio with jumping jacks and jump squats. You were alternated between being sandwiched by her firm and unforgiving cheeks and being pushed deeper into her ass everytime she switched exercises.
'She must have enough sweat now!' you screamed mentally but she seemed set on getting a full workout in even when you were assaulted with taste and smell of her sweat, every drop of which absorbed into you.
Next were free weights and while one set was curls, the other was lunges which acted very much like squats, pushing you deeper into her sweaty ass. You begged for an ending to be brought soon to this, it was supposed to end with Nora anyhow.
Unfortunately, she continued her workout for another 30 minutes as she was committed to keeping her body fit, you almost slipping her mind from time to time. On the good side, nothing worked you like squats and although her cool down stretch put you in some uncomfortable situations, you were comforted by the fact that it was coming to an end.
She took you off and placed you on the bed next to that green thing you despised. After a quick inspection, Morgan spoke, "Wow not much of anything. That's almost unheard of, I think I might even be cleaner... WAIT THAT MEANS I USED HUNTER!!!" She quickly turned back to your sweat soaked, thong form. "I'm so sorry, I swear I didn't know."
You would accept her apology if you could but if you could speak there wouldn't have to be an apology. "Lemme go tell the girls about your predicament, you need to be washed and I don't want another mix up happening." She left the room and you ,for the first time in what felt like forever, felt relief wash over you.
Morgan than entered the room and told you-
1)Bad news, the girls think you have to find a way to make due on rent, and with not enough money, you'll have to make it up through manual labor once you reform or even now.
2) Good news, the girls are understanding and you get a second chance, but are the girls gonna be too overprotective?
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April 23, 2025
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