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Addison wrapped her legs around her latest one-night stand as he continued to thrust into her. As she felt him getting ready to cum, she grabbed his arms, and he began to glow. The man didn't even realize until he had already begun pumping his fat load into the condom shoved inside Addison, but it was already too late. He transformed into a cable knit sweater and floated down onto Addison's sweaty naked body. She pulled the used condom out and threw it in the trash from her bed before falling asleep with the sweater lying on top of her like a small blanket.

The next morning, Addison woke up and pushed the sweater off of her as she muttered to herself on her way to the shower. When she got out, she dried off in full view of the sweater with a smug look on her face. She put it on and brewed some coffee as she tied her long hair. She looked at the man's clothes strewn about her apartment and debated with herself over what to do with them. She thought about taking the stuff she could probably fit in and trashing the rest, trashing everything, or even donating the clothes to charity.

"What do you think I should do?" Addison played with the collar of her new sweater.

There is no reaction from the sweater.

"I think you should turn me back, you crazy bitch," Addison said in a deep mocking voice while pumping her collar to mimic a mouth.

"Oh, but I can't; you're just so comfy." Addison hugged herself. "I never want to get rid of you."

"What about my life," Addison quietly yelled while pumping her collar.

"Don’t worry about it. You're just a comfy sweater now, and my boyfriend is going to love you," Addison said as she sat down on her couch.

"Wait, you were cheating on your–" Addison tilted her head back, let out an annoyed groan, and changed her tone–"this is so boring when they can't actually talk back. Let's go find out what this guy's life was like."

Addison dug through the man's wallet and saw that he was not from the state; he was a teacher, had no wife, and had way too many membership cards; Addison was expecting something spicy, not some West Virginian middle school teacher on summer vacation.

"Fuck, you're boring. How can someone that good in bed be boring?" Addison began to clean up the man's clothes. "If the spell didn't make you stuck as this sweater forever, I'd transform you back and kick your ass."

Addison put on some underwear and a skirt and left to go donate the man's pants, jacket, and shoes. Addison tried mocking the man as she drove to the donation site, but it wasn't fun enough to continue.

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Addison wrapped her legs around her latest one-night stand as he continued to thrust into her. As she felt him getting ready to cum, she grabbed his arms, and he began to glow. The man didn't even realize until he had already begun pumping his fat load into the condom shoved inside Addison, but it was already too late. He transformed into a cable knit sweater and floated down onto Addison's sweaty naked body. She pulled the used condom out and threw it in the trash from her bed before falling asleep with the sweater lying on top of her like a small blanket.

The next morning, Addison woke up and pushed the sweater off of her as she muttered to herself on her way to the shower. When she got out, she dried off in full view of the sweater with a smug look on her face. She put it on and brewed some coffee as she tied her long hair. She looked at the man's clothes strewn about her apartment and debated with herself over what to do with them. She thought about taking the stuff she could probably fit in and trashing the rest, trashing everything, or even donating the clothes to charity.

"What do you think I should do?" Addison played with the collar of her new sweater.

There is no reaction from the sweater.

"I think you should turn me back, you crazy bitch," Addison said in a deep mocking voice while pumping her collar to mimic a mouth.

"Oh, but I can't; you're just so comfy." Addison hugged herself. "I never want to get rid of you."

"What about my life," Addison quietly yelled while pumping her collar.

"Don’t worry about it. You're just a comfy sweater now, and my boyfriend is going to love you," Addison said as she sat down on her couch.

"Wait, you were cheating on your–" Addison tilted her head back, let out an annoyed groan, and changed her tone–"this is so boring when they can't actually talk back. Let's go find out what this guy's life was like."

Addison dug through the man's wallet and saw that he was not from the state; he was a teacher, had no wife, and had way too many membership cards; Addison was expecting something spicy, not some West Virginian middle school teacher on summer vacation.

"Fuck, you're boring. How can someone that good in bed be boring?" Addison began to clean up the man's clothes. "If the spell didn't make you stuck as this sweater forever, I'd transform you back and kick your ass."

Addison put on some underwear and a skirt and left to go donate the man's pants, jacket, and shoes. Addison tried mocking the man as she drove to the donation site, but it wasn't fun enough to continue.