"Okay, you can do this Melissa," she says to herself in her head, and closing her eyes, just walks forward until she hits the cloth. She rolls onto her back, still keeping her eyes closed so that it's easier to hide her embarrassment. But soon enough, her subconcious reminds her of where she is, and her mind starts wandering. Thankfully, her body started turning into a body shaped bump of cloth attached to the bikini before she started getting wet.
Soon enough, she felt a warm hand grab her, the unusual sensation of her body wrinkling up like any other part of the bikini. "Just part of the bikini... Becca''s bikini..." Melissa's mind started wandering again, barely hearing it as the front door opens and shuts, then shortly after, a car door. The car door though is loud enough to shake Melissa out of her reverie as she realizes, "Oh god! Which part of the bikini am I on!?" Soon enough she feels the pressure on her body letting up as the ball of cloth is un-wrinkled. She looks up at her friends face.
Becca looks confused as she searches the top of the bikini, then picks up the bottom and investigates. Finally she finds the odd lump of cloth that is currently her friend. Melissa watches a look of shock spread across her pretty features as Becca exclaims, "Oh my god, you weren't kidding! You're just like part of the fabric!" Her finger runs over Melissa a few times, poking investigatory, and then the look of shock changes to something else, "You're part of my bikini, and you pick to be on the...
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