This choice: Ana hands you to Patty, and Patty takes you home. • Go Back...Chapter #5Ana hands you to Patty, and Patty takes you home. by: Kentwolf   Ana handed you back over to Patty who took you with a grin. "Thanks for lending me the towel, it was super soft, i'll borrow it next time" Ana said with a happy chuckle, unaware the super comfy towel was infact her friend. Your sister just grinned "Oh sure, anytime you want. it's a really nice towel" she said as she folded you over her arm and let your face drape down infront of your crotch, not that you could tell what part was where given the pure blue tone of your towel body. The girls chatted as Patty folded you up before stuffing you into her bag, followed by her bikini and lotion bottle, then her own towel, forcing it in ontop of you and pressing down hard. With two towels in her bag she struggled to zip the bag shut but she managed it slowly, pressing more weight down on you and muffling all the sound into a near mute level of incomprehensible faint sounds.
You felt the familiar sense of weightlessness as Patty picked up her bag and slung it over her shoulder, but you couldn't tell much else of what was happening. The rythmic motion of her pedalling as she cycled home however was easy to guess, unfortunatly in the dark warmth of her bag, you couldn't help but be lulled into slumber by the motions as she cycled casually home. When Patty got home she quickly told your mother that you were staying at Kat and Ana's, so she wouldn't wonder about your absence and carried her bag down to the laundry room. Unzipping her bag she tossed her towel and bikini into the washing machine before holding you in one hand, unaware you were asleep and held up her bottle of blue paint with the other, reading the label out loud "Waterproof bonding paint, long lasting, keep off of skin when wet, chance of skin dying, hehe i guess my little towel isnt going to have this come off any time soon, and will be a little blue when she does haha!" she taunted you before tossing you into the washer and turned it on, unaware you had slept through her taunt and wouldn't understand why you wern't reforming as the bonding paint held your shape.
The cold water of the rinse cycle quickly snapped you out of your slumber as your world began to turn, you slapped down onto your sisters bikini and waterlogged towel and realised she had thrown you in the wash with the rest of the beach stuff. Unable to scream for help or yell curses at your sister, all you could do was hold onto your stomach mentally as you span faster and faster, slapping about and being made very clean, but none the less blue. You assumed the wash would get rid of the paint and your mother would pull you out of the washer to safety, however, when Mary came down to collect the washing she saw nothing but a pair of blue towels and a bikini. When you caught sight of a part of yourself as your mother lifted you, you wanted to cry, why were you still blue, what paint had Patty smeared over you?
Unaware she had her daughter in hand, Mary tossed the towels into the dryer to get them nice and dry and fluffy and left you to the baking heat of the dry cycle, you would have melted had it not been for the paint holding your body in shape. When you were collected you silently thanked the gods for the fresh cool air hitting your body, though that thanks quickly faded as your mother folded you up neatly then folded the other towel up ontop of you and carried you both to the airing cupboard with the rest of the household towels. She closed the door and left you in darkness with only the gurgling of the boiler below your shelf to occupy your time. From time to time, one of your family members would either open the door to grab a towel, or it was your mother putting more towels in.
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