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a patreon cap! in other news i am once again too tired to think asuoigjaisdjf

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"Hmm… hmmmmm…." The sound of quiet humming and the clicking of buttons echoed throughout the living room, its only inhabitant a headphone-wearing girl whose attention was focused solely on the television monitor in front of her. Not that Ivy could really afford to devote her attention towards anything else - she was so close to winning this match, after all!

Meanwhile, mashed between the girl's two legs and pressed up into her nether regions, Andrew remained silent. Not that he could speak, even if he wanted to - since when would a pair of panties have a mouth to talk with? All he could do was endure the waves of pleasure transmitted from her to him, every shift in position and rub of her thighs against each other making it harder and harder for him to keep his mind intact.

As she was wearing nothing on her lower body other than her pair of panties, when Ivy leaned forward, getting even more sucked into her game, her catch rubbed right up against the undergarments- "Ah-!" It seized for just a moment, sending a shiver of ecstasy shooting up her spine, and in that moment Ivy lost her hold on the controller. Just for a moment… but it was more than enough.

"Fuck!!" The sound of Ivy's voice resonated through Andrew, and he felt her throw her controller to one side, bouncing off the sofa and onto the floor. He didn't need to see the words 'You Lose' flash up on screen to figure out what had happened - she had always been like this when she lost a game, after all.

"Now you've done it…" Anger flashing in her eyes, Ivy slipped the panties off her legs - an act that left her completely bare from the waist down, but the young woman didn't really care about that. "How many times have I told you not to disturb me when I'm playing a game!? I'd thought you'd learn your fucking lesson, but apparently not…"

Ivy's purple eyes loomed over him like that of a giant, and despite not being rubbed up against her crotch Andrew felt… similar, to what he had felt just now. "As of now, you're my panties. Nothing more, nothing less. So there's nothing that you should be doing aside from being my underwear…" She paused for a moment, fingers rubbing against Andrew's thin fabric, already ever so slightly damp and warm from his proximity to her.

Even though Ivy had obviously not given her boyfriend (and current panties) a mouth to speak with, she couldn't hear his assent - but the girl had a feeling she knew what answer he would be screaming if only he had the means to do so. Not that that meant she was done… "All that you're meant to be doing is wrap around my pussy and ass like a good pair of panties - that's all you are."

Maybe… she… had a point? As Mis-Ivy stooped down and ever so slowly slipped Andrew up her legs, he could feel himself traveling over the silky smooth skin of her calves and thighs, the supple flesh of her rear that jiggled ever so slightly when compressed by his tightness, the panties that had been Andrew had to agree with what Iv-Mistress had said. There really was no better place in the world for them to be than worn by her, after all.

Ivy let out a satisfied sigh and settled back into her seat on the sofa, confident that her pair of panties wouldn't be bothering her any longer. "If you disturb my gaming next time, I'll turn you into something other than panties, and you won't enjoy that quite as much…" Was that simply for her own benefit, or for the benefit for the undergarments who were far to content and willing to enjoy the pleasures of her lower body - even if their role was simply to provide it with the support it needed.

When would Ivy finally be willing to turn her boyfriend back into a human? Who knew? But for the moment, both Mistress and her panties would enjoy the journey very, very much…

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a patreon cap! in other news i am once again too tired to think asuoigjaisdjf

art by Gloomyowl: www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/1070…

transcript
"Hmm… hmmmmm…." The sound of quiet humming and the clicking of buttons echoed throughout the living room, its only inhabitant a headphone-wearing girl whose attention was focused solely on the television monitor in front of her. Not that Ivy could really afford to devote her attention towards anything else - she was so close to winning this match, after all!

Meanwhile, mashed between the girl's two legs and pressed up into her nether regions, Andrew remained silent. Not that he could speak, even if he wanted to - since when would a pair of panties have a mouth to talk with? All he could do was endure the waves of pleasure transmitted from her to him, every shift in position and rub of her thighs against each other making it harder and harder for him to keep his mind intact.

As she was wearing nothing on her lower body other than her pair of panties, when Ivy leaned forward, getting even more sucked into her game, her catch rubbed right up against the undergarments- "Ah-!" It seized for just a moment, sending a shiver of ecstasy shooting up her spine, and in that moment Ivy lost her hold on the controller. Just for a moment… but it was more than enough.

"Fuck!!" The sound of Ivy's voice resonated through Andrew, and he felt her throw her controller to one side, bouncing off the sofa and onto the floor. He didn't need to see the words 'You Lose' flash up on screen to figure out what had happened - she had always been like this when she lost a game, after all.

"Now you've done it…" Anger flashing in her eyes, Ivy slipped the panties off her legs - an act that left her completely bare from the waist down, but the young woman didn't really care about that. "How many times have I told you not to disturb me when I'm playing a game!? I'd thought you'd learn your fucking lesson, but apparently not…"

Ivy's purple eyes loomed over him like that of a giant, and despite not being rubbed up against her crotch Andrew felt… similar, to what he had felt just now. "As of now, you're my panties. Nothing more, nothing less. So there's nothing that you should be doing aside from being my underwear…" She paused for a moment, fingers rubbing against Andrew's thin fabric, already ever so slightly damp and warm from his proximity to her.

Even though Ivy had obviously not given her boyfriend (and current panties) a mouth to speak with, she couldn't hear his assent - but the girl had a feeling she knew what answer he would be screaming if only he had the means to do so. Not that that meant she was done… "All that you're meant to be doing is wrap around my pussy and ass like a good pair of panties - that's all you are."

Maybe… she… had a point? As Mis-Ivy stooped down and ever so slowly slipped Andrew up her legs, he could feel himself traveling over the silky smooth skin of her calves and thighs, the supple flesh of her rear that jiggled ever so slightly when compressed by his tightness, the panties that had been Andrew had to agree with what Iv-Mistress had said. There really was no better place in the world for them to be than worn by her, after all.

Ivy let out a satisfied sigh and settled back into her seat on the sofa, confident that her pair of panties wouldn't be bothering her any longer. "If you disturb my gaming next time, I'll turn you into something other than panties, and you won't enjoy that quite as much…" Was that simply for her own benefit, or for the benefit for the undergarments who were far to content and willing to enjoy the pleasures of her lower body - even if their role was simply to provide it with the support it needed.

When would Ivy finally be willing to turn her boyfriend back into a human? Who knew? But for the moment, both Mistress and her panties would enjoy the journey very, very much…