You had ended up sticking to her tight lycra short shorts, the ones all the cheerleaders wore under their cheer skirts. You felt the weight of it all crash down on you as the wash load was dumped in the washer before the slam and the click of the door closing. You squirm and wriggle as you hear the gurgling sound of the wash cycle starting but you know your not getting out of this.
Repeatedly your slammed against the metal drum of the washer and the glass of the door window as it spins the short shorts around. you can taste the detergent and feel the heat of the water scalding you. the dizziness and the pain quickly cause you to lose conciousness as your body is thrown around, fusing more and more to the shorts you had stuck to.
Eventually Kara came to pull the wash load out to hang up, when she picked up her short shorts she snorted with laughter, waking you up. Your body had totally fused to her short shorts, the heat and the pressure had both caused your body to mesh and the dye from them to melt into you. making you match the colour completly, the only visible part of you were your slow blinking eyes on the butt cheeks of her shorts. She ran her fingers over your sodden form with an evil smirk "Why Jill, how comfortable you look there. I don't have the heart to part you from your new spot...tell you what, this can be our little secret. just tell me when you get bored of it ok?" she said with fake sweetness, knowing you couldnt make a sound. your glaring eyes proved your dislike of the idea, but you had no other way of communicating.
It was rare that when squished you could even move your eyes, but when Kara was wearing her cheer shirt, it was unlikely that anyone who would care about freeing you, would even see you. This was bad, you didn't want to end up in your nememis' wardrobe for the foreseeable future, though you had little say in the matter. She pegged you up on the line to dry with the rest of her clothes and left you fluttering in the sunshine for the rest of the afternoon.
When you were dry, she folded you up with a wink and slid you away in her drawer. Leaving you trapped in darkness with one eye upwards and one eye facing the floor, which was very confusing. You slowly drifted off to sleep worried about how long it would take to be rescued from these green and black short shorts...
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