your moms forgot you were trapped, your with Ni...
Tiny Brother VS Big Sister
chapter 8
by
copier
· original author:
kentwolf
you lay there in the dark smelly hamper for what seemed like hours, struggling and failing to move, your flat body trapped by the fabric around it before you finally heard movement. the booming of footsteps and a womans humming. you reconised the voice of Nicole and mentally groaned, your fears were true, she had worn you home. you knew how rare it was for your mother of her friends to return clothing to each other, if your mom had drunkenly forgotten about your prediciment then you could be in Nicoles underwear drawer for a while. you took solice in the fact that your face was still visible, without being drunk, Nicole had a much better chance of spotting you.
you saw a few little streams of light as the hamper was opened above you, the skirt covering you blocking out most of it though. you felt her hands brush past you and scoop up the clothing you were amongst. clearly Nicole didnt waste time sorting her clothes before a wash. you felt the compession as she held the pile of clothes close to her body and the vibrations of each footstep taking you closer and closer to another spin in the washing machine. not for the first time in your life, you wondered what you had possibly done in a former life to be cursed with being so small.
Nicole held the clothes to her as she opened the washing machine with a foot and stuffed the pile in, pushing it down to make room, unaware she was putting her friends captive son in the wash with her smelly clothes. she closed the lid, added the detergent and turned on the machine, leaving to let it run its cycle while she made some breakfast.
inside the machine you felt the water rising, soaking the panties that held you their prisoner and submerged you. all of a sudden, gravity shifted and the barrel of the machine began to spin, picking up speed. you tasted the disgusting suds of the detergent and got slapped in the face and back by alot of wet clothing, in the dark you couldnt tell what items of clothing were hitting you, not that it mattered. you felt a stinging and got an odd taste that you couldnt place as it washed you.
finally you passed out from dizziness as it continued its cycle, uncaring of its human contents. when you woke up you felt the warmth of sunshine on you and felt a breeze. opening your eyes you saw you were hanging on the line with the rest of the wet clothes. pegged up in Nicole's garden. you tried to struggle again, to squirm, but the washing cycle hadnt knocked you loose at all. you were still trapped. you spent the rest of the day swaying gently in the breeze, drying out. watching a cat come and go through the garden a few times and a bird pecking for worms in the grass. finally Nicole came out with an empty washing basket to collect the dry clothes. she tossed them in casually one by one. when she got to you, you saw a part of the panties, but something was wrong. it was green. the panties had been pale pink, almost white before. she dropped the green skirt ontop of you in the basket and you felt more clothes being added to the basketload.
she carried it inside and began sorting through it, doing her ironing. you felt the pain of the heat and pressure as she casually ironed your panties, she didnt seem to notice you at all. as she lifted you up to fold your panties you saw why. somehow, the green skirt she had worn at the party had leaked its colour, being pale enough it had dyed your panties a lighter shade of green, but it had also dyed your body and face the same colour. you looked intently and could only just make out your eyes amongst the green. no wonder Nicole hadnt noticed you, and your mother wouldnt be looking for you on green panties! oh no.
you were added to the underwear pile panicing silently as she continued the ironing, ending up somewhere in the middle of a pile of panties. you felt her carry you off and place you down before you heard a sliding noise and the world went dark. you were in her underwear drawer now, and being in the middle of the pile you might not see the outside for a while! you hoped someone found you soon.
every day the drawer was opened and you heard and felt Nicole grabbing things to wear before sliding the drawer shut again, little by little you were nearing the top of the pile. you had to hope she would see your tiny eyes somehow. days later you were the top pair of panties and the drawer opened...
you saw a few little streams of light as the hamper was opened above you, the skirt covering you blocking out most of it though. you felt her hands brush past you and scoop up the clothing you were amongst. clearly Nicole didnt waste time sorting her clothes before a wash. you felt the compession as she held the pile of clothes close to her body and the vibrations of each footstep taking you closer and closer to another spin in the washing machine. not for the first time in your life, you wondered what you had possibly done in a former life to be cursed with being so small.
Nicole held the clothes to her as she opened the washing machine with a foot and stuffed the pile in, pushing it down to make room, unaware she was putting her friends captive son in the wash with her smelly clothes. she closed the lid, added the detergent and turned on the machine, leaving to let it run its cycle while she made some breakfast.
inside the machine you felt the water rising, soaking the panties that held you their prisoner and submerged you. all of a sudden, gravity shifted and the barrel of the machine began to spin, picking up speed. you tasted the disgusting suds of the detergent and got slapped in the face and back by alot of wet clothing, in the dark you couldnt tell what items of clothing were hitting you, not that it mattered. you felt a stinging and got an odd taste that you couldnt place as it washed you.
finally you passed out from dizziness as it continued its cycle, uncaring of its human contents. when you woke up you felt the warmth of sunshine on you and felt a breeze. opening your eyes you saw you were hanging on the line with the rest of the wet clothes. pegged up in Nicole's garden. you tried to struggle again, to squirm, but the washing cycle hadnt knocked you loose at all. you were still trapped. you spent the rest of the day swaying gently in the breeze, drying out. watching a cat come and go through the garden a few times and a bird pecking for worms in the grass. finally Nicole came out with an empty washing basket to collect the dry clothes. she tossed them in casually one by one. when she got to you, you saw a part of the panties, but something was wrong. it was green. the panties had been pale pink, almost white before. she dropped the green skirt ontop of you in the basket and you felt more clothes being added to the basketload.
she carried it inside and began sorting through it, doing her ironing. you felt the pain of the heat and pressure as she casually ironed your panties, she didnt seem to notice you at all. as she lifted you up to fold your panties you saw why. somehow, the green skirt she had worn at the party had leaked its colour, being pale enough it had dyed your panties a lighter shade of green, but it had also dyed your body and face the same colour. you looked intently and could only just make out your eyes amongst the green. no wonder Nicole hadnt noticed you, and your mother wouldnt be looking for you on green panties! oh no.
you were added to the underwear pile panicing silently as she continued the ironing, ending up somewhere in the middle of a pile of panties. you felt her carry you off and place you down before you heard a sliding noise and the world went dark. you were in her underwear drawer now, and being in the middle of the pile you might not see the outside for a while! you hoped someone found you soon.
every day the drawer was opened and you heard and felt Nicole grabbing things to wear before sliding the drawer shut again, little by little you were nearing the top of the pile. you had to hope she would see your tiny eyes somehow. days later you were the top pair of panties and the drawer opened...
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